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In Lucem Ex Tenebras	By : mystical07 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 2790 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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In Lucem Ex Tenebras (With Light, Comes Dark)

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, any characters, or canon events here within. I wish I did, for if that were the case, Snape would not have died and that awful epilogue would never have been in existence. I make no money from this venture either.

Warnings: This is a SS/HG story, but their pairing won’t be until later in the story. This has an M rating for a reason, as there will be lemons, limes, and occasional swearing. Also, there will be some rather violent parts at times, but there will be warnings beforehand for any squeamish readers. If you don’t like the story, don’t read it.

Author’s Note: It has been five years since the fall of Voldemort. The Wizarding World is finally gaining some peace after the turbulent years before. Severus Snape has not been seen or heard from since he seemingly died in the Shrieking Shack. Hermione is at a dead end job at the Ministry, contemplating how her life could have ended up this way. What will happen when she receives a letter from Minerva McGonagall?

He was having the dream again. Of course, he really was not that surprised. Severus Snape had been dreaming the same thing for the past five years. It was a miracle he had not gone around the bend yet. There was still time for that though. There would always be time to go mad. He knew he should take Dreamless Sleep, but he also knew how addictive the potion was. For the third time that night he was sucked back into the dream, which was really a memory.

“You have been a good and faithful servant, and I regret what must happen.”

“My Lord—“

“The Elder Wand cannot serve me properly, Severus, because I am not its true master. The Elder Wand belongs to the wizard who killed its last owner. You killed Albus Dumbledore. While you live, Severus, the Elder Wand cannot be truly mine.”

“My Lord!” Snape protested, raising his wand.

“It cannot be any other way,” said Voldemort. “I must master the wand, Severus. Master the wand, and I master Potter at last.”

And Voldemort swiped the air with the Elder Wand. It did nothing to Snape, who for a split second seemed to think he had been reprieved: But then Voldemort’s intention became clear. The snake’s cage was rolling through the air, and before Snape could do anything more than yell, it had encased him, head and shoulders, and Voldemort spoke in Parseltongue.

“Kill.”

There was a terrible scream. Harry saw Snape’s face losing the little color it had left; it whitened as his black eyes widened, as the snake’s fangs pierced his neck, as he failed to push the enchanted cage off himself, as his knees gave way and he fell to the floor.

“I regret it,” said Voldemort coldly.

In a completely different part of the world, Hermione arrived at the Potter’s residence promptly at half six in the evening and knocked on the door. Hearing a yell to come in, Hermione walked in to the house and straight into chaos. Apparently, Teddy had managed to abscond with Harry’s wand and was wreaking havoc all throughout the Potter’s home. Not that she was surprised. Teddy was five years old after all, and a very active little boy. Smiling to herself, Hermione walked into the living room where Harry and Teddy were at a stand-off for the wand. But as soon as Teddy saw her, he threw the wand on the ground and raced over to his aunt Hermione, tackling her to the ground in the process. Laughing to himself, Harry walked over to Hermione, and reached out a hand to help her up.

“Hermione, you know better than to come into the living room when Teddy’s been on a rampage.”

“I know Harry,” Hermione grunted as she stood up, “but I wanted to see Teddy. I rarely get to see him anymore. He’s always at Andromeda’s or the Burrow. I’m still not terribly welcome there after the break-up with Ron. Molly is not happy with me right now.”

Harry sighed. “It will all work out in the end, ‘Mione. You’ll see.”

“But how, Harry? It’s been four months. Ron was never upset over our break up, but Molly can’t seem to let go of the fact that I broke it off.”

“I don’t know how Hermione. It’s a mystery. But things will resolve. I know they will. Come on Teddy, let’s go see what Gin’s cooking for dinner tonight.” And with that, he headed off to the kitchen.

“You coming Hermione?” he yelled back over his shoulder.

“Yes Harry, I’ll be right there. I’m going to fix your living room. It looks like a tornado just ripped through here.”

And with that Hermione began to make the living room more recognizable.

It was two hours later, and dinner was over. It had been a wonderful meal, as usual. The Potters and Hermione now sat in the living room nursing cups of coffee. Teddy had been picked up a half hour previously by his grandmother, Andromeda. Hermione sat in the chair next to the window wondering when would be the proper time to bring up the news about the position she’d been offered at Hogwarts.

“So, Hermione,” Ginny started, “how’s work? Are they still being patronizing gits?”

It seemed the time had come, and what better way to segue into her offer, than by talking about her current job?

“Actually Ginny, I’ve been doing some thinking lately. My job is a dead-end. The Ministry obviously has no plans to reform the laws concerning magical creatures, and I’m too tired to keep fighting with the endless red tape and ridiculous bureaucrats.”

With a relieved look on his face, Harry spoke up. “Thank goodness Hermione. I’ve seen the way you work doggedly on your campaigns and bills. And then to get them turned down all the time? It’s just not right. I can’t imagine it’s any good for your psychological health either. They don’t deserve you there. You’re too good for them. The only thing is, what will you do?”

A slow smile spread over her face. “I’m glad you brought that up Harry. I just got a letter from Minerva today. She wants me to become the new Charms teacher at Hogwarts. Apparently Flitwick is retiring, and she immediately thought of me. I think I may take her up on her offer. What do the two of you think?”

Ginny immediately jumped off of the couch in glee. “Oh Hermione, this is going to be BRILLIANT! You would be perfect for the job! I can’t believe no one has thought of it before! After all, you do have your Mastery in Charms, and you’ve always had a knack for it. I mean, how many fifth years can actually successfully perform a Protean Charm? Not many, I will tell you that!”

Laughing to herself, Hermione replied “I guess that means you think I should take Minerva up on her offer! What about you Harry?”

“Hermione, you know I will back you up in anything you do. I say go for it! When will you let Minerva know?”

“On Monday, when we have tea. I want to tell her in person. I think it’s best that way. Plus, she’s bound to be ecstatic when I tell her, not that she’ll show it.”

“No,” Ginny responded, “she will most likely only purse her lips in an attempt to mask her smile.”

Looking at her watch, Hermione noticed how late it had gotten. She really did need to go home. She had a load of paperwork to do, and a short amount of time to do it in. She would tender her resignation in the morning.

“Well, as much as I would love to stay, I really must be going. I have quite a bit of paperwork to do before tomorrow morning, and it really needs to be done now, so that I may resign in the morning. Love you both, and let’s meet up for dinner next week sometime? I miss you both.”

“Sounds good Hermione. We’ll let you know what works best for us. Safe travel,” said Harry as he walked her to the door. “Let us know that you got home safely.”

“I will. Goodbye!” And with that, Hermione apparated home.

As Harry closed the door, he felt his wife come up behind him. Turning around, he placed a soft kiss on her temple. “I think Hermione is finally going in the right direction. She’s finally going after what makes her happy.”

“Oh Harry, I really hope she finds some peace soon. She works too hard, and never gets any appreciation. She needs the peace more than anyone else I know. She has been through so much the last few years. It’s time she has happiness too.”

“You’re right Gin. I just hope she finds it soon. I hate seeing her so depressed. Especially after what Ron did to her.”

“Let’s not talk about my idiot brother. He really should have known better. Anyway…I think we should go to bed, Harry.”

“Bed? But it’s only 9!”

A grin came over Ginny’s face. “I know. I just thought you might like to go to bed…I never said anything about going to sleep.”

Realization struck Harry. “OH! Well, yes, I suppose bed sounds like a good idea. Race you to the bedroom?” And with that, Harry raced up the stairs, Ginny following behind him, laughing the whole way.

End Chapter Notes: So, I know that I said there would be tea with Minerva in this chapter, but that scene wasn’t coming to me tonight. Next time, definitely! Also, you got your first glimpse of Snape, so yay! I still don’t have a beta though, if somebody wants to volunteer? Just send me a PM and let me know. Hope you liked the chapter. :)
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