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The Reluctant Highlander	By : Tigerrr Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 15152 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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**********DISCLAIMER*********** JK Rowling owns all HP
characters, KM Moning owns the �Highlander� ones.

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Even after the successful evasion of a �Number Four,�
Severus was still extremely skittish � when any shadows appeared around them,
he would either haul Hermione towards him suddenly, or push her away.� When she finally questioned her lover about
it, he informed her that he was on the look out for any ten ton weights
suddenly falling from the sky.� �It can�t
hurt to be careful,� he had reprimanded her sternly.� Now she tugged him along behind her.� �Hurry up,
I want to see the army as it passes by! And stop staring at the sky � nothing
weighing ten tons is going to fall on either one of us.�� Severus grumbled something under his breath
about how he�d rather be back in their chamber with her�that way he knew
nothing unpleasant would happen.�
Nonetheless, he climbed the stairs behind her and didn�t sue for the
return of his left hand, which was clasped in her right.

Once atop the tower, she realized that the crenellated wall
was a bit too tall for her to see over, so Severus gallantly boosted her higher
so that she had a clear view of the torches bobbing along with the huge army of
Scotsmen going to fight yet another battle with English knights.� Below, she saw Drustan and Dageus raise their hands in greeting, their wives by their
sides.� Hermione watched until the last
torch disappeared into the fog beyond Castle Keltar
and was suddenly overcome by a wave of homesickness� as she saw one of the shepherd�s boys
race out to the barn with his tiny cat in hot pursuit.� She wondered if Crookshanks
had any idea where his mistress was, the poor thing.� �I miss my pussy,� she lamented.

�So do I,� Severus said rather
wistfully

She barely refrained from slapping him. �All you ever want
to do is snog and shag,� she accused instead,
signaling him to put her down.

�That is patently untrue � I like spending time with you,
the witch I love.� If most of that time
is spent in bed, where�s the problem? It�s not like there�s anything else to
do.� He set her rigid body back down on its feet and gave her his best �Thou shalt not resist the sensual charms of the mighty Laird
Raven� look�.precisely the one which worked every single time, as it did
now.� She melted against him and tugged
at the laces of his trousers but he drew back teasingly.� �I�ve got it � we�ll remain fully clothed and
read frightfully sappy poems to each other in the parlor � or whatever it�s
called here.�� His eyes gleamed.

�Severus!� she slapped his chest.� �Don�t tease � take me straight to bed and
ravish me, m�Laird.�

He scooped her up immediately.� �As my lady commands.� Just don�t think of m�you know�or I may drop you again.��
She laughed and clung to him as he conveyed her back down the stairs and
to their (she had moved all her things in just after they had made love for the
first time) chamber to deposit her on the bed and proceed to make passionate,
mind-blowingly exquisite love to her.� �Are you always that loud?� he asked a
considerable amount of time later as they regained their equilibrium and caught
their breath, sprawling nude across the deep purple coverlet.

She pinched his thigh.�
�I can�t hear myself, and I�m not really paying attention to much, so I
wouldn�t know.�

Severus rolled his head over to look at her and
grinned.� �I think that you were louder
this time � it was almost like a shrill yodeling�keep it up and we�ll have to
call you The Swiss Miss-ouch!�� he shifted away from her pinching fingers and she came after
him so that they rolled about on the bed laughing and wrestling playfully.

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Hogwarts Castle

Librarian Irma Pince stared down her nose disapprovingly at
the group of boys currently trying to tip-toe past her desk.� She had been getting settled down in her
chair to read The Book without any interruptions � it looked as if there was to
be some shagging on the high seas, and she�d always loved sailing, not to
mention pirates.� She wondered briefly
how Argus would look with an eyepatch�

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�We�ve got to find a way to switch them back,� Ron said anxiously,
pretending to be taking notes from Moste Potente Potions.�

Harry pushed his glasses back up on the bridge of his nose
with an ink-stained finger and ruffled his hair.� �Maybe we could drop a Dung Bomb in the
stacks?� he suggested.

Ron gave him a withering look.� �Oh, right � she�d be on us like grease on
Snape, and we wouldn�t get a chance to do the switch before she hauled us to
Filch.� And I don�t much fancy getting
another Howler from Mum.� Check it again,
would you? There�s always a chance that �Mione�s
dumped that git and will be here any moment.�

Harry�s face lit up with this thought and he rifled through
to the last printed page.� �Naw, they�re going at it again.� Snape�s probably used the Imperius
Curse on her or something.� Dumbledore�ll sort things out when they get back,� he
consoled his friend.� Privately he wasn�t
so sure�it certainly seemed like they genuinely loved each other, insofar as
Snape was actually feeling any other emotions besides the standard hatred and
disdain.� He thought he heard a faint
scraping sound behind him and turned around quickly, but there was no one there
and Ron was looking at him as if he�d lost his mind.� �Thought I heard something,� he muttered.

They didn�t have an early opportunity to switch the books
back and saw, to their great dismay, Dumbledore himself arriving to take possession
of it.� If only they could get close
enough, one of them could bump into the Headmaster and perform the switch.� Unfortunately, Professor Dumbledore began
walking through the doors before they could reach him.� They were further delayed by Madam Pince
pouncing on them for attempting to walk out with an unstamped library book and
by the time they managed to convince her that they hadn�t realized that Ron was
still carrying Moste Potente Potions,
the Headmaster was long gone.

Great, he�s going to know as soon as he opens it,� Harry
groaned, clapping his hand to his forehead.�
�And he told us not to mess with it any more!�� As they turned down an empty hallway, they
didn�t have time to react to the shouts of �Stupefy!�� They woke much later to find The Book
missing, along with their Transfiguration homework, and Ginny was bending over
them in concern.

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Draco Malfoy sat back in his
armchair beside the fire in the Slytherin Common Room and hurled The Book
across the room while Crabbe and Goyle
looked on stupidly.� He couldn�t believe
that his godfather was actually in love with a Muggle-born; it was too far
beyond the pale.� Granger
� how revolting.� While part of
him was more than a bit proud of a fellow Slytherin (and the Head of House, no
less!) putting it to a lowly, know-it-all Gryffindor, the rest of him was
seething with disgust.� How COULD
he?� �Give me that book again,� he
ordered � he�d read it all again; perhaps his Head of House was the one under
the Imperius Curse.�
As he read carefully, he now noticed that in select places, there was
different handwriting.� Draco pulled two rolls of parchment from his bag � Potty
and the Weasel�s homework for Old Mac � and compared the writing.� Yes, they had definitely added to the story.� Well, if they could do it, so could he�and he
knew just how to make this ridiculous fairy-tale end
with flair.� Picking up a quill and
smirking unpleasantly, Draco bent his head over The
Book and began to write.

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The Book

Severus tossed a cover over Hermione�s gently snoring form
and perched on a corner of the huge bed regarding his young lover.� He smiled to see her snort suddenly and start
kicking the covers off of her again, her beautiful face scrunched up into a
delicate frown.� �Merlin, but I love
you,� he whispered, pushing his hair back from his face slowly.� He could watch her forever, whether sleeping
while she snored like a Blast-Ended Skrewt, or just
when her eyes were fixed upon a book, biting her thumbnail in
concentration.� He thought about whether
or not he�d like to watch her every single day for the rest of his life as her
husband, and found that of course he would.�
He had been thinking about marriage constantly since the little baggage
had inadvertently caused him to drop her in the mud.� Well,
if you actually want to marry the girl, Severus, you have to be able to say the
word itself, he lectured himself.�

Drawing in a deep breath and checking to make sure she was
still asleep, he began practicing aloud.�
�Will you-?� No, that�s not how
it�s done�umm, okay.� Hermione Granger,
would you-?� That�s not right either,
it�s will, not would, like you�re asking her if she�d like a cup of tea.�� He rolled his head back to stare at the
ceiling.� �Oh, why can�t I just say:� You,
Me, Matrimony.�
Instead one has to flounce about, get on one knee, and beg like an
alcoholic needing his next buzz.�
Crap.�� Another
deep breath, followed by gusty sigh.�
�Okay.� Hermione: will you muh�mmm-uh�.damn it!��

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Near the back of the army�s procession, four dark shapes
slipped away from the bright light of the torches, their weapons wrapped in
soft cloth so no clinking of metal could be heard.� For a reason they could not divine, they felt
compelled to return to Castle Keltar and, once there,
seek out Lady Granger and extract her from the care of Laird Raven
Douglas.�

TBC�.

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