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What can go wrong? completed	By : Kvarta Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 15096 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Lost
- 2-Complicated
- 3-Interesting
- 4-Kitten
- 5-Gratification
- 6-Openness
- 7-Revenge
- 8-Promising
- 9-Lesson
- 10-Looney
- 11-Naked
- 12-Up-side-down
- 13-Breath-taking
- 14-Insights
- 15-Irreparable
- 16-Thrill
- 17-Tight
- 18-Shift
- 19-Tapping
- 20-Discomforting
- 21-Skin-deep
- 22-Intense
- 23-Knotted
- 24-Pivot
- 25-Bridle
- 26-Redefining
- 27-Quell
- 28-Fushion
- 29-Essentials
- 30-Interlace
- 18
- 19
- 20
A/N:
Nightstar: Omg how embarrassing!! Poor Hermione. - Well, at least a little bit, but I think you might be surprised in this chapter ;)
Tapping

Panicky, Hermione rummaged through the cabinet placed next to the toilet, sighing the breath of relief when she discovered that Luna had predicted possibility of this situation. Sure, she knew spells but being that she grew up as a muggle, she still preferred hygienic pads. Gripping the bag with pads her mind railed, like a hamster in the wheel repeating over and over “This is not possible! How is this possible?”
She couldn’t tell how much time passed, but suddenly she became aware of banging sound on the door, and highly agitated voice
- If you do not at least answer I will break this door, witch! –
- I’m… - her voice snapped, she cleared her throat – I’m ok, just a bit… -
- I was expecting more rational behavior from you Miss Granger. Do you need anything? –
- No. YES! – clearing her throat again, feeling the blush creeping down her cheeks she called in a voice slightly pitched – If you don’t mind bringing me a pair of plain cotton knickers, please. –
- Anything else? –
- No. – she could ask for some clothes if she had think things through, but for now she was able to think only about reducing imminently embracing situation and to get some time to think and figure out what to do.
He knocked on the door again and she unlocked them, door cracked open and his hand handed her not only knickers but also top tank, pyjama bottoms and pair of fluffy socks. His voice was much more calm but still sharp
- I will be in the kitchen, making tea, if you do not make yourself present by the time tea is brewed, I will drag you out of that bathroom. –
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
Standing over the pot with heating water Severus finally started to breathe normally, wondering why he was so upset with her behavior. He left sitting on the bed, rubbing the sore eye, silently swearing for not having enough common sense to make anti-bruising ointment. Then again, why would he need one?
Fifteen minutes later she was still in the bathroom, he walked to it. “This is ridiculous.” Knocked on the door, he could hear her breathing irregularly and panicky
- Miss Granger! – he called but she didn’t reply – Kitten! – he tried again and still she didn’t answer, annoyed he walked back to the room. In following half an hour, he would come to the door, knock and call her, but she still wouldn’t answer. He began to worry. Finally, he was banging and threatening when she answered, he could finally breathe. He was sure that she has no training in Occlumency but when she was upset, he couldn’t sense her, something he now he could do almost constantly. With regret, he deduced that being upset or scared thought her how to close off her thoughts and feelings, the girl was extraordinary smart and quick to learn.
Making two mugs of tea he eyed the door, she was standing in the frame, blushing and looking flabbergasted. He sighed, he really did expect more reason and logic from her
- Sit down and drink your tea Miss Granger. –
- I…I’m sorry? –
- For? –
- I…I…. –
- Is it that you do not know for what you are sorry for or you can’t decide where to start? – annoyance rang clear in his voice – I was expecting more common sense from you. –
- I wasn’t expecting to…I wouldn’t want to… –
- Miss Granger, - he sighed – unlike you I was expecting. We are together for three weeks now, give or take day or two. One would presume that it is normal for female of your age. – she blushed – What is it wrong now? –
- Ummmm, I really am not accustomed to discussing…that…with boys. –
- If you failed to notice, I am not a boy. – he sighed – Drink your tea. Do you have everything or... I’m certain that by now you know all necessary spells. –
- Ummmm, yes. I don’t…use the spells… ummmm…. But, Luna fitted the bathroom cabinet with… – she creeped to the table, wrapping her hands around the mug, avoiding looking at his direction
- I honestly didn’t expect you to be so embarrassed by something that is so natural. If I knew, I would certainly say something earlier and save myself from the black eye. -
- Earlier? – her eyes darted to his face, blushing, by now she was so red that he could feel heat radiating from her cheeks even across the table
- What I do not understand is why females feel so embarrassed and uneasy with things that are natural for them? – he shook his head, this conversation was running in circles
- This is not natural! – she snapped and he narrowed his eyes at her – Ok, yes, is should be natural. And I wasn’t embarrassed by…well…it’s not every girl dream that her…whatever…the man she’s having sex with see her bleeding…but that is not…This shouldn’t be happening! –
- Would you care to elaborate, without additional rambling. –
- I didn’t…ever since the Manor…at first I thought that was due to the stress, shock to my organism. Being on the run, I wasn’t bothered with it too much. But not even after…I hadn’t had my monthly cycles for almost three years. –
- You didn’t mention that before. – he frowned
- I was not aware that it is something that concerns you. –
- Maybe not, but you obviously forgot to mention to Luna, given that she supplied the toilet cabinet… -
- It didn’t matter. It really didn’t, given that I couldn’t… It is a hassle; the one I could do without. – she deflated, all her embarrassment and anger leaving her shoulders – I wasn’t bothered with you seeing, not much. But I was startled, I honestly didn’t expect it to happen. How come you are not…? –
- Not what? Disgusted? Why would I be? It is only a little blood; some women do enjoy sex during that time. –
- I know, hormones and sensitivity and all that. I am not an idiot. –
- Then why asking stupid questions or acting like one? – he bit back, this conversation started to wear him down – Drink your tea, it is quite unpleasant when it’s cold. -
- What’s in this tea, it’s not tasting bad and it smells like oregano. –
- It is oregano, I do not have any suitable potions, and this will help with cramping and pain slightly. Hopefully long enough for me to brew what you need. –
- How come you know so much about… -
- Miss Granger, I was head of the house when you were in diapers. Slytherin’s are not know of running to the infirmary for every little thing. –
- Why would the girls run to you instead of to the Poppy? –
- It is matter of thrust, Miss Granger. – he sighed – I know it is hard for you to wrap your Gryffindor brain around it, but Slytherin’ are loyal. You do not go to someone to solve a problem just because you are told to do so, you go to the person you trust. –
She lowered her eyes and sipped her tea in silence for a long time. He could see that her brain is running fast, she was either mulling over their conversation or more likely trying to figure out what is going on. Respecting her need for privacy and silence her sipped his own tea. Even if she was defending him, he wasn’t spending much time with her or Luna. He hadn’t had the opportunity to notice things, and in all honesty, he was more focused on recovering than anything/anyone else. But how no one other noticed? They managed to miss that the girl was cursed, that she was missing her monthly cycles, that she was drowning under the pressure. Her quite voice almost startled him
- I am sorry, about the eye. –
- Mhm – he nodded – If you finished your tea, go and lie down, I will be in the basement. –
- It is not necessary. I never… -
- Miss Granger, you just told me that you had three years of break, wouldn’t be prude to presume that you may experience at least some things differently than from before? –
- Yes, you are correct. But I can’t sleep, I can’t still my brain. Can I join you? –
- As long as you do not attempt to fuss. One thing I do not miss are hormonal witches fussing and crying. –
- I do not fuss and I do not cry. – she replied sharply and he sighed again, he took their mugs and washed them.
Once they were in the basement, he gave her to crush marigold flowers for the ointment while he was starting on her potion. They worked in silence. Even when her potion was don, she refused to leave, curling on a bench. He would need two days for the ointment, once the base was prepared he looked at her. Hermione was sleeping on the bench, curled in a ball, he shook his head “Just like a kitten.” Taking her in his arms, careful not to wake her up, he carried her into the bedroom and tucked her in, sleep found him fast, this day was exhausting.
The smell of coffee forced him to open his eyes, light was pouring through the large window, she was sitting next to him, holding a mug with coffee. Shaking his head to chase away the sleepiness and looked at her
- What is this? –
- Apology. – she replied shyly handing him mug and piece of raw meat, he raised eyebrow at her – For your eye. –
- It is a bit late for that. – he took the mug, taking a gulp almost groaning, the feeling of being served coffee in bed by her was dangerously pleasing
- It won’t reduce the bruise but it will help with the swelling. – she blushed – Or I could use the… -
- Charms are helpful, but they do not alleviate the soreness, ointment will be finished by tomorrow evening and it will help. - she nodded and slid of the bed walking toward the door – How are you feeling today? –
- I should be asking you that question, you are the one with swollen black eye, not me. –
- I wasn’t requiring about your physical condition, Miss Granger. –
- Oh. Well, I’m still confused. I’ve been pouring over my parent’s old anatomy book, trying to figure out…but maybe I’m missing something. –
- You are. – he sighed – Muggle book is lacking when it comes to wizarding physiology. – she bulged her eyes at him – Magical folks are just wired bit differently, that’s all. – he sighed – If you bring me your book I can provide you with missing pieces. –
- How come you know so much about human physiology human or wizarding? –
- I am the Potion Master, which demanded, and I’m sure you are aware of it or at least I hope you are, for me to undergo apprenticeship… -
- Right…but …. –
- Turn on your brain, Miss Granger. I know you have it somewhere under that tumbleweed you call hair. Or did I fail completely as educator? –
- Right because potions actually influence body, you had to be familiar… - she trailed off
- Correct. – he nodded “What happened to her, she is usually two steps ahead of everything said in her surroundings?” – Are you feeling all right, Miss Granger? –
- Yes… No… I don’t know. Finish your coffee. –
Severus sighed, the change was so severe and sudden that almost shocked him. Frowning he gulped the rest of the fast cooling coffee and jumped out of the bed. Luna will be here shortly and he will need to ask her for a favor. She returned in the room with a thick tome in red leather, open on the picture of male and female skeletons on one side and forms with muscles and vascular system on the other. Mutely she gave him the book and he tapped both pages with his wand, adding missing parts.
- Do not allow this book to get into the muggle hands, Miss Granger. Not until we remove the…additions. –
- I won’t, thank you. Luna is waiting for you. -
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
Hermione sighed watching his back as he walked down the corridor, trying to beat the little green monster that showed its ugly head each time she realized how Luna and Severus excluded her from their little whispery chats. With sigh, she entered the library and sat on her place, on the floor, leaning on the bookshelf. “I have no right, even if he is teaching me we are not even friends.”
With wistful look, she gazed at the leather cover, caressed it lightly before opening on the page Severus just enchanted with additions. For long time Hermione was just staring at it, then she copied the page and enlarge the copy. Near the spinal column was thick bright pulsating strand and small letters “magical core”, from it a mass of tendrils akin to vascular system spread through the body. She tapped the page and the magical core trembled, pulsating, sending waves of magic.
Hermione frowned, tapped the picture once more, then again and again. The more she tried and tapped adding her own incantations the deeper was the crest between her brows. Nibbling on her lower lop she tapped again, then again.
“Bloody hell! Idiots, all of them! Sod it, what I am to do now?”
“Do you think it is wise?”
“I…I never wanted this. I just wanted to be free.”
“Odd way to get your…freedom.”
“So that’s why…? Are you…?”
“Guilty on all accounts.”
“Ok so…right…well…can we do something? Anything?”
“Hey, I know what you know. If you have no idea, how should I know?”
“You know bloody more than me.”
“Incorrect. Try again.”
“You are not helping!”
“I am, you are not listening.”
“Bloody hell!”
She tapped on picture again, and continued tapping over and over again. The door clicked but she continued to tap on the picture, frowning. He was quiet, he didn’t try to disturb her. More time passed in silence. Finally, she raised her eyes from the paper and looked at him. If Severus did notice she couldn’t tell, he was deeply focused on the book he was reading. She blinked, he was only person in her life who didn’t make a problem if she was reading or working, they worked good together, he was focused even more than she was.
Her palms started to sweat, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes for a few moments she braced herself for argument, one that would break after her question. Clearing her throat to draw his attention she waited, when he looked at her she locked her eyes on his
- So, how long do you know? –
- You have to be much more precise than that, Miss Granger. –
- How long do you know that my core is split? –
- And, pray tell, how did you came to that conclusion? – he raised an eyebrow
- I deduced, based on the schematic you provided. – she was observing him carefully, he just nodded “So far – good.” she thought, he appeared calm
- Interesting. Very well, Almost since the beginning. –
- Who else knows? –
- Bill, Potter and Luna. –
- And the mediwizard. – she whispered
- Not quite, you may express your gratitude to Bill for that small favour. –
- Yes, I was wondering why am I not locked up already. Should I report myself or one of you will do it for me? – even if she didn’t want to sound so snide, she did – Once we manage to break the curse, I presume that is the only reason I am still free. –
- Miss Granger if you feel the need to report yourself, there is nothing that either one of us can do to stop you. Nevertheless, given that Bill did tempered with medics memory, one might argue about our intentions. –
- I see, and still once the curse is lifted, I can either choose to retreat to muggle world and break my wand or… report myself. There are not too many options. –
- True. – he tilted his head, observing her carefully, she sighed
- Am I causing you too much troubles? –
- No more than before. –
- You know what I’m asking. –
- And jet, my answer stands. –
- Fine. – she huffed – In that case, I think it is time for you to teach me meditation techniques, the ones you use for Occlumency. –
- And why would I do that? Why would you want to learn that? –
- Until we find a way to detangle this mess I put us in, I do not wish to cause you more troubles than I already did. – she lifted her chin
- Very well. Is that all. – he was calm, and she sighed again
- For now. –
He just returned to read his book, like conversation never occurred. Hermione frowned at the paper and tapped at it again. Once again, she had a feeling that her brain is like a hamster stuck in the wheel, running aimlessly. For a long time, the only sound in the room was “tap, tap, tap” of her wand, before she sharply inhaled and widened her eyes at the picture.
“It can’t be. No, no, no, they cannot think to do that.”
“Are you sure?”
“But that…that would mean…and….no!”
“I think that is exactly what they think. Question is, are you willing…”
“I can’t do that…”
“No, not unless…you are on the verge of something here, aren’t you?”
“Yes, yes of course. That could actually work, provided I have enough time. Could I do that, if that is what they are planning to do, only temporarily, of course. I’d back down if I see that the method doesn’t work.”
“Naturally. And, could you?”
“I…I don’t know. Could you?”
“To save myself, in a heartbeat.”
“Hmmmmmmm.”
She studied the paper, and then resumed with tapping and frowning. Finally, she raised her head again.
- When did you plan on cluing me in that little plan of yours? –
- Beg your pardon? – he snapped his head up from the book, not angry just startled with her sudden question and sharpness of her tone
- You, Bill, Harry, my guess is Luna still doesn’t know. If I have to speculate, I’d say it is fair assumption that you dosed me with sleeping potion so you could form a plan, how to help me. So, my question is simple…when did you plan to clue me in on that plan of yours. – he took a breath and she raised a hand to stop him – And, before you try to make an excuse, I already figured out what is your plan. You underestimated me professor. –
- Is that so? – he asked, placing the book on the table and folding his arms in front of him – Maybe it was a mistake to provide you with that chart after all, Miss Granger. –
- I am waiting professor, and I do deserve the straight answer. –
- Very well, to answer your question, Miss Granger, we didn’t. –
- You mean, you didn’t. – she hissed and he just shrugged, flipping his palms in the air, his expression still calm, eyes unreadable – It was supposed to be my idea, isn’t it? –
- Correct. –
- And how did you plan on achieving that? – Hermione fought the urge to hurl a book at him – You know what, I don’t really care, as it happens, I have a plan of my own, and for that I need time. – she jumped at her feet – So, with gratitude I accept your plan. –
He just nodded and took the book in his hands again, ready to read, she marched to the door, turning on her exit
- Are you going to teach me tonight? –
- What? –
- To teach me, we had a deal. – she repeated slowly like she is talking to a five-year-old
- I know, we have two teaching deals at this point, Miss Granger, I was merely requiring what kind of lessons you are expecting tonight? –
- Right, forgot about that for a moment. – she blushed – Meditation. –
- Are you sure? – he didn’t raise his eyes from the book
- Yes, for the time being, we will work on my meditation. – he just nodded, waving his hand in the dismissal manner at her – What? You really not going to argue with me over this? –
- Why would I? – he looked at her
- I just…just… -
- Indeed, then again outcome is the same, so no need for complaints. –
- But, you lost… I figured you out. –
- It appears so, yes. Well done, Miss Granger. –
- And you are not mad at me? –
- I know how to lose gracefully, - small smirk danced on his lips – do you? –
She just huffed at him and walked out of the room. Once she was in the bedroom, she closed the door and leaned on them “Tosser.”
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