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The Headmaster's Wife	By : Mrs_HH Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 96743 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 23
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Behind Green Eyes

"Hermione, are you there dear?" the voice of Professor McGonagall rang out from the Floo in the living room.

"Yes, come on through," Hermione replied brightly as she towel dried her hair. Wearing only her bathrobe, she wrapped the towel around her head and sat down on the sofa as Minerva appeared with Leo in her arms.

"Hello baby. Did you miss mummy?" Hermione squealed as Leo jumped up into her lap.

"Who are you talking to?" came a voice from the bedroom.

"Only Leo," Hermione called back.

"When did he...oh my apologies, Minerva," Severus said as he stepped out of the bedroom with just a towel wrapped around his waist and saw his deputy. Blushing he said, "I...I'll just go and...I won't be a moment."

Minerva shared a mirthful look with Hermione. "I do love making him blush," the older witch smirked. "Oh and this is for you," she said, handing a tartan wrapped package over to the Gryffindor Princess.

"Oh, it's lovely," Hermione said as she looked at the red and gold enamelled brooch.

"One can never have too many brooches to brighten ones teaching robes, dear," Minerva said as she sat down on the sofa. She was, after all, the voice of authority on the subject. Then in a low conspiratorial whisper she asked, "How was your trip?"

Hermione smiled brightly. "It was lovely. He spoiled me rotten but we had a small falling out earlier. We're alright now though."

"Ah, I remember the rows my dear departed husband and I shared both before and after we got married. Happiest days of my life," Minerva said wistfully.

Hermione gave her a puzzled look. "What, because you had rows?"

"No!" Minerva blustered and then smirked, "What happened afterwards."

Hermione blushed. "Well I was compensated, I suppose."

The pair sniggered softly for a moment but it erupted into full blown giggling as Severus came back into the living room, more suitably attired much to Hermione and Minerva's disappointment.

"Whatever it is, I don't want to know," he said sitting down in one of the arm chairs. "Any problems, Minerva?" he asked.

"No, not really," his deputy sighed, "except you may want to get an Arithmancy apprentice in fairly quickly."

Severus' eyebrow arched at this news. "Why?"

"Septima is getting married and wishes to leave at the end of this year," Minerva said before adding, "and Leo was a very well behaved young man; very well mannered and he told me he loves his mummy and daddy very much."

Severus grunted and scowled at being referred to as Leo's daddy. Hermione grinned and picking Leo up said close to his ear, "Why don't you go and see daddy?"

Leo immediately jumped down and padded over to Severus, jumped into his lap and proceeded to climb his chest. Severus tried his best not to look pleased. He realised he failed as Minerva nudged Hermione's arm.

Severus was reclining on the bed watching Hermione get ready. Until two weeks ago, he could honestly say he was generally ignorant of the goings on in a woman's bedroom...apart from sex that is. Before his self imposed five year celibacy, witches...and Muggles on occasion...would meet him fully clothed, preened, perfectly coiffed, and at the end of the night he would leave them searching for their knickers and generally looking dishevelled. He'd never fully appreciated what a rigmarole a woman went through to get ready. Even Lucius took less time to get ready and waiting for him was often torturous.

Since the beginning of their relationship, Severus had started to noticed the stealthy arrival of various bottles with lotions and potions, jars of Merlin knows what, make up, hair pins, combs - and that was just in the bedroom. The bathroom was another matter altogether. It wasn't the arrival of these items that was really of interest but rather what Hermione did with them all.

Hermione was sat on her dressing table stool and had just sprayed something onto her hair before running a wide toothed comb through it. It was as if her actions were automatically programmed as she worked methodically and efficiently and he was so engrossed watching her that he didn't hear her straight away.

"Oi! Are you listening to me?" she snapped playfully.

"Sorry, darling, I was miles away. What did you say?"

"Are you sure you don't want to come tonight? Lucius can come as well...I believe they serve alcohol at the pub," she sarcastically informed him.

"Well now you've said that...no, seriously I've had you all to myself and you should spend time with your friends," Severus said sincerely.

"What you really mean is you don't want to spend time with my friends," she huffed.

"Please don't assume you know my motives," Severus snarked before adding in a softer tone. "Sweetheart, go out and have fun without your old git of a boyfriend. If I'm there I'll only prove to be a distraction."

"Oh get over yourself. Anyway you're not an old git," she said smiling "You're just a git!"

"And I love you too," Severus smirked. "But, and before you roll your eyes and at the risk of sounding like your father, hear me out...with certain individuals still on the loose, I don't think you should stay out too late. So bring anyone who hasn't buggered off by eleven back here."

"Here? As in our rooms?" Hermione asked incredulously.

"Yes."

Hermione was shocked. "Are you sure? What about Adrian? You know Draco will be there to the bitter end!"

"The Castle loves you...I'm sure if you ask it nicely it'll let him over the threshold," Severus chuckled but then added more seriously, "Besides although Lucius, Pius, and I are the objects of their affection, you're still part of The Golden Trio, and as such you're a potential target."

Hermione knew immediately what he was saying. "You've requested an Auror detail, haven't you?"

"Pius insisted after I insisted!" Severus stated matter-of-factly.

Hermione wanted to be annoyed with him but she couldn't. How could she be annoyed with him for being so...she would say caring...he would say pragmatic...actually no, he would say caring these days. Instead she demurely said thank you and continued to try and fix her hair.

"Oh fucking hell," she groused as her hair failed to co-operate for the second time.

"Why don't you just charm it, love?" Severus asked innocently but as he saw her glare at him in the dressing table mirror he suddenly realised he should have kept his mouth shut.

"Don't you think I've tried that? I've never been able to charm my hair to do anything," Hermione said frustratedly.

"I like your hair down," Severus said quietly.

"Not helpful," Hermione snapped.

"Alright, so what can I do to be helpful?"

"What?"

"I'm offering to help...it'll be crap help...but help nonetheless."

"Oh well...ummm if I twist it up and hold it in place can you pin it at the back down the crease?"

"Of course," he said as he moved off the bed and stood behind her. She handed him the hairpins and scooped her hair up at the nape of her neck before twisting it into a French pleat.

There were two problems as far as Severus could tell. Firstly, he didn't have a clue what he was doing, and secondly, her gorgeously creamy neck and shoulders were now completely exposed to him. All he wanted to do was place his lips against her skin and nibble the delicious juncture at her shoulder. Pins first, play after, he thought to himself.

And to their surprise whatever Severus did worked. Her hair stayed in place and he felt he could now claim his prize. He gently ran his fingers down the sides of her neck and massaged her shoulders. Hermione leaned back into him and sighed as she felt his fingers working on her.

"Sev, you better stop otherwise we'll end up doing something we don't have time for," she said breathlessly as he bent down and planted a soft kiss on her neck. He chuckled against her skin and ran his fingers lightly over her chest. She shivered and sighed deeply before turning round on the stool to face him. He helped her stand up and nuzzled her neck as she moved her hands to rest on his hips.

He pulled her into him and whispered, "Lucius won't be here for another 20 minutes," and nipped at her earlobe playfully.

"We can't," she protested.

"Can't we?" Severus said as he took her hands and walked backwards toward the bed and sat down.

"If you mess my hair up..." Hermione warned as she straddled his lap.

"I'll help you do it again," he growled as he lay back and pulled her down for a kiss.

Lips still moving against each other, Hermione reached down between them to undo his trousers before he repaid the compliment and undid her jeans. He moved them onto their sides and slipped his hand down into her knickers, kissing her hungrily as he sought out her now aching core, when from the living room they heard, "I know I'm early but if you will leave your connection open and not answer your calls...where the hell are you?"

Lucius smirked as he heard the general scrabbling and swearing coming from the bedroom and braced himself for whatever was going to come flying out of the door.

"If I told you that I hate you, would you believe me?" Hermione growled as she entered the living room, slamming the bedroom door behind her.

Lucius smirked imperiously. "Of course, but you could never hate me for long. I take it Lord Snape is...adjusting himself?"

Hermione glared at him before he added lasciviously, "Of course, if you wish to carry on I don't mind...I can always assist...or just watch."

"You are a pervert," Hermione groused.

"And? Come on darling, you have to admit it would be a rather nice birthday present," Lucius said, arching his eyebrows knowingly.

"But it's not your birthday until June," Hermione giggled as she saw the playfulness in his steel coloured eyes.

"Well indeed. Happy birthday, Princess," Lucius said sincerely as he held his hand out to her.

Hermione shook her head. She placed her hand in his which he promptly brought to his lips before pulling her in close and giving her a bear hug. He kissed her lightly on both cheeks and was highly amused when Hermione said as she heard Severus come out of the bedroom, "Is that it?"

"Is that what?" Lucius asked, confused by her outburst.

"Well, he," Hermione huffed jokingly as she jerked her head towards Severus, "got a full blown snog on his 19th birthday and I get a kiss on both cheeks? I could be offended," she teased.

"Don't worry darling, you haven't missed anything," Severus snarked. "I've kissed better frogs."

"None of them turned into Prince Charming though, did they, dear?" Lucius smirked.

Severus sneered. "Only when I kissed the mirror!"

Lucius drew himself up to his imperious best and said haughtily "Well, my reputation has been besmirched. I demand satisfaction, Sir."

But Lucius' eyes gave him away and Severus recognised the mischievous look he'd seen so many times from his old friend.

"No...not with her you don..." but he was too late to warn Hermione either verbally or mentally.

Lucius caught Hermione completely off guard as his lips crashed against hers. She was so shocked that she inadvertently opened her mouth allowing Lucius to slide his tongue against hers. In his mind he was enthralled by the taste and feel of her even though she was frozen by the unexpected intrusion. He was delighted to be actually kissing her but his small triumph was short lived as he felt himself being thrown back against the sofa. He'd forgotten how powerful a witch she was.

Hermione could tell he was a little shocked at the force with which she pushed him away. She hadn't meant to be so aggressive and thought a little appeasement of a wounded Malfoy ego was in order.

"Well, all I can say is you must have kissed some very sexy frogs in your time, Sev!" Hermione giggled. Severus glared at her but was relieved when he heard her say in his headhe's good, but he's not you. Now come here, Prince Charming, and remind me how good you are.

Of course Hermione's statement thrilled Lucius who went back to his usual cocky arrogance before Severus stated, "Honestly, woman, there was no need to lower your standards," and melted her as he claimed her lips fully.

Severus' possessive side had kicked in but Hermione was more than happy to relish this kiss as he reclaimed her. She may have occasionally wondered about Lucius but Severus was the only one who could make her body ignite and she pressed herself closer to him as he tightened his grip on her waist.

Now Lucius was just content to watch but was disappointed when the show ended and Hermione said, "Yeah I'll stick with you," and pecked Severus on the cheek.

"You're too kind darling," he said as he gave her an affectionate slap on her behind. "What time are you leaving, love?" Severus then asked her as he wandered over to the drinks cabinet.

"Not before I bestow gifts upon you I hope?" Lucius suggested convivially as he nodded when Severus held up a bottle of firewhisky.

"Gifts? You may come here more often," Hermione magnanimously offered.

Lucius looked sheepish. "Ah, well only one is from me. The other is from my beloved soon to be ex-wife, who extended her best wishes as she walked out of the door with Thickie...again!"

Severus arched his eyebrows in disbelief. "He's getting his feet under the table rather quickly isn't he? I thought he was seeing her last night?"

"He had to postpone. Rookwood did a little more singing seemingly so he's taking her out tonight. She told Draco she would be back tomorrow."

"And you're bothered, why?" Severus asked, shrugging his shoulders.

"I'm not...I'm more worried for Pius," Lucius said dismissively but then smiled and removed a beautiful, ornate box from inside his frock coat. Although Lucius was not dressed as opulently as normal he still hadn't mastered Severus' ability to dress casually.

"This is for you, from me, Princess," Lucius told Hermione, bowing slightly as he presented her with the box.

Hermione bashfully accepted her gift and sat on the sofa next to Severus to open it. Not knowing what to expect she certainly didn't expect the lining of the box to be embossed with the Malfoy crest or for the contents of the box to be a diamond encrusted H on a platinum chain.

She gasped as she looked at it and said "Lucius, it's beautiful, but you can't give me this. This must be your..." She looked at Severus pleadingly and said in his head I don't know if I can accept this. It's too much.

Lucius smiled and huffed lightly. "I believe Hortence was my grandfather's mother's sister."

"Lucius, a word," Severus told him, rising from the sofa and walking towards his study. As soon as the door was closed he asked in a heated whisper, "What the fuck are you playing at?"

"Nothing," Lucius snarled. "She's my best friend's soul mate and you are family. As such...I...I love the both of you and it's her birthday. I just didn't think it would make her uncomfortable or you for that matter," Lucius murmured, running his hand through his hair.

Severus sighed deeply.

"Look I'm not trying to buy her or woo her if that's what you're worried about," Lucius growled.

Severus arched an eyebrow in surprise "I didn't say you..."

"No, but you thought it," Lucius hissed. "She only thinks it's too much but you think I want to give her something else. We all flirt with each other, Sev...we always have but apart from when you were fucking my wife when have we ever done anything about it?"

Severus hung his head suddenly, his hair masking his eyes. He knew by Lucius' eyes that he was telling the truth. "I apologise for inferring any impropriety but..."

Lucius touched Severus' arm and said "Sev, if she were mine I wouldn't let her out of my sight, especially with the reputation I've got. It just doesn't apply to her. I won't deny I've thought about it...who wouldn't? And yes, before I knew she was with you I did ask her to the ball and I was contemplating more pleasurable activities but she is yours; the thought of hurting you is unconscionable. So I am resigned to contemplation only."

"Lucy, I'm sorry, I'm just..."

"A possessive man...I know. But perhaps it was time we cleared the air," Lucius smirked ruefully.

Severus nodded sheepishly. "Perhaps. You know she'll have put the necklace on by now."

Lucius put his arm around Severus' shoulders. "Of course! She has exquisite taste...in everything."

As the two wizards came back into the living room, Hermione was indeed stood in front of the mirror over the fireplace, admiring her new necklace. Severus did notice, with a certain amount of pride, that she'd also put on the ruby bracelet he'd given her as well. She'd already told him she wouldn't wear her birthday presents until the ball.

Severus put his arms around her from behind. "It looks lovely," he said before planting a kiss on her neck.

Lucius rolled his eyes. "Well of course it does! And before I forget this is from Narcissa," and handed over a much larger present.

Hermione opened it and was surprised to see a quill box with a beautiful gold nibbed black feather quill and a book of parchments leaves which Hermione knew must have cost a small fortune. She couldn't resist running her finger over the fine writing material when she noticed Narcissa had written her a note.

My Dear Hermione,

Please allow me to convey my felicitations of the day.

I hope Severus has been suitably...engaging!

I must apologise for my tardiness in sending you the owl I promised you regarding luncheon next week. But when I was informed that Lucius would be seeing you this evening I thought perhaps it would be a little more special if it were hand delivered by a peacock instead.

If it is convenient, shall we say Wednesday, 1pm at The Golden Phoenix? I thought we might perhaps go robe shopping afterwards as Draco said your recent trip was unsuccessful.

Let me know at your earliest convenience.

With warmest regards,

Narcissa

Hermione smirked as she read the note. She called for Obsidian and set about responding to Narcissa immediately before she left for The Three Broomsticks.

"And what is so amusing, my dear?" Lucius asked feeling slightly paranoid.

"Oh nothing. We're going out for lunch on Wednesday and going shopping afterwards," she told him.

Lucius wasn't convinced but decided to turn his attention to what Severus was wearing to the Ministry Ball. Although, as expected, he was less than forthcoming. All they could ascertain was he would be mostly wearing black.

Hermione kissed Severus goodbye and chimed, "Now you boys behave and make sure you eat something. Oh, don't forget to feed Leo."

"We'll try and I won't forget about...," Severus sighed as Leo suddenly appeared at his feet. It was an annoying habit he had picked up whenever food was mentioned.

"Really? Oh well, I may as well go home if we're going to behave," Lucius drawled and then smirked as Severus rolled his eyes. Looking down at the ball of white fluff sat at his friend's feet he asked "and this Leo is it? Couldn't you have thought of a more clichéd name for a Gryffindor's cat?"

"It's better than what she was thinking originally...trust me," Severus said before adding, "Have fun, sweetheart," as Hermione took a handful of Floo powder, waved, threw it into the fire and said, "The Three Broomsticks."

She came out of the fireplace at her destination and was immediately greeted by Minerva, who was sat nursing a Nettle wine, whilst gossiping with Madam Pomfrey.

"Oh, Hermione dear, are you here for your drinks? Poppy only arrived back a few hours ago so we thought we'd just nip out for a catch up. I've just seen Mr Malfoy arrive, by the way, with a very attractive young man. I've not seen him before. I must say Draco seemed quite apprehensive when he saw me," the Professor said, fishing for further gossip.

"That would be Adrian," Hermione tersely replied, leaving it at that before enquiring after Madam Pomfrey.

"Oh call me Poppy. You're on the staff now, my dear," Poppy said cheerfully. "Minerva tells me you've already arrived at the castle. Where are your rooms? Don't tell me the headmaster has you in his old chambers in the dungeons."

"Actually no...he just has me in our new ones," Hermione smirked and Minerva sprayed most of her wine everywhere before coughing as some went down the wrong way.

Poppy rushed to assist Minerva whilst giving Hermione a strange look. "I'm sorry, Minerva," Hermione apologised, raising her eyebrows and giving her old professor a knowing look. "You obviously haven't got to that part of your catching up. Well I better go and see Draco, but have fun." With that she almost skipped off but waited just at the bottom of the stairs to await the impending shriek.

"He's what? But he's old enough to be her..."

"Keep your voice down. It's not public knowledge. But they're happy and soul mated so that's the end of it. But I'll tell you what you'll have to do. You'll have to lock that green-eyed monster away," Minerva said reproachfully.

Hermione was shocked but heard Madam Pomfrey gasp before she stammered, "How did you know?"

Minerva sighed. "Everyone who's ever seen you treat him knows and I think that's why you turned your back on him so quickly."

"How is he? I was surprised when he asked me to come back," Poppy said quietly.

"How is he, Hermione?" Minerva called knowing full well she was listening.

Hermione giggled and started to walk up the stairs, "Seems fine to me."

Hermione heard raised voices as she approached the private room she'd hired for her birthday drinks.

"Look, I just want an apology, you snivelling little shit," the voice of Madam Rosmerta rang out.

"I've said I'm sorry. You have no idea how much pressure I was under. Let me make it up to you," Draco pleaded.

"You or your blessed father?" she snapped back.

Hermione could almost see Draco's demeanour from the tone of his voice. "Me...Father doesn't know that it was you I did it to. He'd probably kill me if he found out. You know he had a soft for you," he added cheekily.

"Yes, well, be that as it may. Your wand is never coming out in this place again. The things you made me do were unforgivable," the witch said sternly.

"I think that's probably why the Imperius is considered an Unforgivable," Draco said dryly.

"Well, with the amount of Galleons you've put behind the bar I suppose I can forgive you," Rosmerta said snarkily and then turned to Adrian. "Make sure he behaves himself tonight or else I'll feed him to those Aurors outside. Honestly, why Thicknesse thinks it's necessary just because two of the Golden Trio are going to be here, I'll never know," she huffed.

"His has his reasons," Hermione said as she opened the door and walked into the room.

"Oh Miss Granger, welcome. I'm sure he does but it's bad for business you know," Rosmerta griped.

"So sorry to be an inconvenience," Hermione snarked "but as you say, Draco has put a fair few Galleons behind the bar so you won't be going short tonight." Hermione was not impressed with Madam Rosmerta or Draco for that matter.

"Well first round is on the house, anyway. Just send down your orders when you're ready," and with that Rosmerta left the room.

"What the bloody hell was that all about, and why have you put money behind the bar?" Hermione asked incredulously.

Draco rolled his eyes and laughed. "Just shut your mouth, woman, before I put something in it to shut you up," he said as he wrapped her up in his arms.

"Oh well, I've already had your father's tongue tickling my tonsils so I may as well go for the Malfoy double," Hermione giggled.

"If you insist," and Draco gave her the sloppiest kiss he could muster without tongues, much to Hermione's relief.

Breaking away, as he heard Adrian say "Oi, let the girl breathe," Draco smiled and said "Happy birthday, love," and Summoned her present. It was a beautiful leather bound book but Hermione baulked when she saw the title Indian Fertility Potions and Their Many Uses

She burst into fits of laughter as she flicked through the book, but just as she was calming down Adrian told her "When Draco showed me what he'd bought you, I had to get this," and she opened his present to find a copy of the Kama Sutra.

It took her a while to stop laughing and Draco had to perform a quick tidying spell on her mascara before he admitted, "Sorry love, we couldn't resist. Do you forgive us?"

Hermione shook her head slowly and chuckling lightly grabbed them and gave the two a hug. "You're both mad but I love you, and I'm sure Severus will be over the moon," and kissed them on the forehead just as Ginny and Harry arrived.

"Put them down birthday girl!" Ginny said as she walked over and gave her friend a hug before giving her their present.

But of course the biggest hug of all came from Harry, who seemed more than relieved to be receiving a hug at that time. Hermione sensed this and whispered, "are you alright?"

Harry hugged her tighter. "Can we chat later?" he responded.

Hermione pulled back and looked at him with concern. "Yeah, of course," and then suddenly felt compelled to look at Ginny who was already busy introducing herself to Adrian. "Anyway, we need to talk. Sev told me you want to sponsor my apprenticeship. I don't know what to say."

"Well, yes will do," and then he pulled out a package from his jacket. "I believe it is traditional for me to give you this," and handed over the package with a warning. "Don't open it until you get home. I don't want everyone seeing what a sap I can be," he said, chuckling softly.

Just then George and Angelina arrived with someone Hermione wasn't expecting.

"Good evening," George said as he sidled up to her. Angelina gave Hermione a shy wave as she entwined her arm around her boyfriend's. "I found this wandering around. We brought him with us," he laughed as his oldest brother glared at him.

"Bill? I thought you weren't coming but it's lovely you're here. Where's Fleur?" Hermione asked, delighted he was there.

Bill looked as downbeat as Harry. "Oh she's being pregnant is probably the best way I can describe it. I suppose she's hormonal but I just had to get out of the house for a few hours. I shouldn't be moaning but a bit of me time is probably a good idea for both of us. Here you go," he said, handing her a neatly wrapped package, "Fleur chose it."

"Oh it's lovely Bill," Hermione said as she stood up to give Bill a kiss on the cheek. They had given her a beautiful white scarf with silhouetted black abstract birds.

"Fleur said it's elf-made and she found it in one of the street markets in Bordeaux last week," Bill told her sounding slightly more cheerfully.

"Oh yes, of course. Do you know Isabelle Du Pre?" Hermione asked excitedly.

"Is she from the Loire region?" Bill asked, trying to place the name.

"Yes, her father is Severus' estate manager," Hermione said sheepishly . But then in a more animated tone told him when she'd met her earlier that day, apart from her going on about Viktor, she had mentioned seeing Fleur and Gabrielle in Bordeaux when she was visiting her boyfriend."

"Isn't her boyfriend called Philippe?" Bill asked, again trying to piece everything together.

"Yes, and he works with Magical Creatures," Hermione explained, remembering what Isabelle told her.

"Yeah, he knows Charlie. He came over for the Triward Tournament and spent a lot of time hanging around the dragon enclosures. I think Charlie said he'd asked to go and do some work experience out in Romania," Bill said dispassionately.

"I know Isabelle said he was hoping to apprentice at Beauxbatons next year," Hermione said, contemplating Bill's demeanour. He really did seem down but then smiled as he teased her about being lady of the manor now. She could see where George and Fred got their teasing ways from. Having Bill as a brother must have been fun when they were growing up.

"Ah, Weasley," Draco suddenly interrupted as he heard Hermione laughing, "I'm just off to get drinks. What would you like?"

"Just a Butterbeer please. I need to keep a clear head. And how are you, Malfoy? My sister-in-law still asks after you," Bill smirked.

"Ah yes, little Gabrielle...how could I forget? Everywhere I turned whilst she was over here, there she was," Draco chuckled.

"Well you wouldn't be a Malfoy if you didn't have some girl pining after you now, would you?" Bill snarked.

Draco laughed. "What can I say? Some of us have just got it!"

"Some more than others though, eh?" Bill retorted.

Hermione could tell that despite the seemingly friendly banter something was amiss. She just wished she knew what it was.

Draco went to order the drinks and Hermione suddenly said to Bill, "I hear you saw Ron on Wednesday?"

"Yeah. He's quite down but I don't think that can all be laid at your door. He's not playing well and I think the management have had a few words with him and that was before you dumped him," Bill replied with a slightly scathing tone.

"It wasn't working," Hermione said regretfully.

Bill sighed, "I know, we all know...well, except him, but he'll get over it. We all learn to get over it in the end."

"Did you get questioned?" Hermione whispered.

"Yes, but I didn't tell Ron anything about the note so Merlin only knows who sent it," Bill said as George came over and put his arm around Hermione.

"Is the old man boring you?" George teased.

"Severus isn't old," Hermione snapped in an automatic defence of her partner.

He laughed and said "No, not him. I'd never call him old, especially in front of you. No, I meant Billy silly. He's like a fish out of water without wifey, don't you think?"

"Gods, can't a man miss his wife even if she's being a pain in the arse?" Bill snarked.

"Not on my birthday," Hermione teased just as Ginny shouted "Nev!" and sure enough, Neville Longbottom was once again accosted by Ginny in an almost violent hug as he walked in through the door.

"Gin, can I get in through the door please?" Neville groused as he acknowledged Hermione with a mouthed hi.

Breaking free from Ginny's over-enthusiasm, Neville gave a cheery "Hi, everyone," before giving Hermione a hug and her present.

"I know it's boring and almost work related but you know we'll be doing quite a bit of work together so...you know," he said slightly awkwardly as Hermione unwrapped a book calledA Herbologist: A Potion Master's Best Friend.

"Oh Neville, it's brilliant," she replied and gave him another hug and kiss. "Are you alright with Luna coming tonight? Although she's not here yet, but..."

"It's fine 'Mione. We split amicably. And really it was coming," Neville said with a watery smile.

Hermione returned his smile and rubbed his arm. "OK, well did you tell Draco what you wanted to drink on your way up?"

"Yeah...still feels weird seeing him socially but he was...well, alright I guess," Neville admitted grudgingly.

"Good, because I want us all to get along now. I know it's hard but we all did what we did for all sorts of reasons and Draco...well he had no choice really," Hermione told him seriously.

Neville sighed deeply. "I know."

"Anyway," Hermione continued more cheerfully, "come and meet Draco's boyfriend. I think you two will get along famously." And with that she took Neville by the arm and led him over to where Harry was stood talking to Adrian.

Adrian was also the centre of discussion back at Hogwarts as Severus poured another glass of firewhisky for Lucius and himself.

"So what do you think of your son's boyfriend?" Severus asked.

Lucius sighed. "Well, he seems perfectly affable. He's quite clever. Works at Kew Gardens as a...Botanist, is it?"

"Yes, like a Herbologist. We do employ Muggle botanists you know," Severus said smirking.

Lucius snorted. "Do we? You know I've always left the Muggle side of the business to you."

Severus laughed heartily. "Lucy, you've left all sides of the business to me. That's why I'm buying you out."

"Oh yes. Of course," Lucius smirked as he gulped down his firewhisky. His voice was hoarse from the burning liquor as he added, "Anyway, as lovely as Adrian is I get the impression Draco views it as a transient relationship even though he protests otherwise."

Severus nodded in agreement. "Adrian believes that is how Draco feels also. He loves him but knows his affections aren't so generously returned."

"As long as Draco doesn't lead him on too much, that's all I ask," Lucius said reflectively.

Severus studied his friend and arching an eyebrow asked, "How are you coping without your soulmate?"

"It's hard, especially when I can feel there's something disturbing her at the moment."

Severus sighed. He knew how it felt when Hermione was upset so understood how it would affect Lucius. "When will you see her again?"

Lucius huffed lightly. "Perhaps at the Ball. I don't know. To be honest I have another issue to deal with before I can worry about that."

"Oh?"

"I've been a little foolish," Lucius conceded.

Severus allowed a smile to grace his lips. "No? Really? You surprise me."

Lucius sneered at him. "Ordinarily I'd let it run its natural course but due to my soulmate it has become far more complicated," he admitted.

Severus knew where this was heading. "You have a mistress, don't you?"

"No...well, not a mistress," Lucius said with a pained expression. "More of a distraction I would say. I didn't intend for it nor expect it to happen. But after I consummated with my soulmate I realised I must curtail my dalliance sooner rather than later."

"How honourable of you," Severus snarked. "Who is she?"

Lucius tutted and shook his head. "I can't tell you that," he chuckled.

"Bollocks. The only reason you wouldn't tell me is if I know her. Do I know her?" Severus asked suspiciously.

Lucius refilled his glass and stared at the fire. "I can't tell you, so don't ask again."

Severus knew it was time to back off for now. But one thing he knew for certain was that he must know this witch, but when he ran through all the witches he knew he was beginning to come up with a list that made him feel very uncomfortable.

"So come on Harry, what's wrong?" Hermione asked, putting her arm through his and leaning her head against his shoulder. Ginny was sat talking to Adrian and Neville, whilst Draco was talking to Angelina and George. Bill had just left but after Draco had revealed the bottles of Dom Perignon '79 that he'd disillusioned and smuggled in, he left a lot happier, if not slightly pissed. They were all slightly pissed.

"We've been fighting all day," Harry answered, sipping his glass of Champagne.

Hermione snorted. "Well you know what Ginny's like...she's probably just kicking back after telling Molly and Arthur about getting engaged."

"That's what I've been telling myself," Harry quipped.

Hermione gave Harry an appraising look. "What are you worried about?"

"Maybe we're too young," he said reflectively. "I only asked her when I did because..."

"She told me," Hermione whispered. "Do you want to marry her?"

Harry looked shocked at her question. "Of course I do. I always intended to ask her eventually but, well, after you left all Molly went on about was you and Severus and what it's like to be soul mates. She almost made us feel like our relationships aren't as special because we don't share the same connection. She pissed Fleur off no end."

Hermione sighed. "I won't lie, it's brilliant but my soulmate is Severus Snape and I have to feel his snarkiness in my veins twenty four hours a day. I can feel that at the moment Lucius has obviously pissed him off because I'm starting to feel restless. But I wouldn't change it for the world...being so close to someone is amazing and yet being able to feel what he feels and deal with his mood swings, isn't always easy. And he'll tell you the same."

"You're a completely in love with him, aren't you?" Harry asked as he put his arm around her.

"Totally and utterly and completely in love with him," Hermione said, smiling.

Harry kissed the top of her head. "And it's obvious he adores you."

Hermione patted Harry's knee. "And Ginny loves you and you love her. That's no different to Severus and I. And you know Molly. She gets over enthusiastic about things and forgets to shut her mouth."

Harry smirked, "I bet you're glad you're not going to be one of the daughter-in-laws now!"

Hermione nodded ruefully. "I'll never be anyone's daughter-in-law but Sev's grandmother's portrait is quite a harridan. Although we actually get on very well. She makes him squirm."

"Now that's something I really want to see," Harry chuckled.

It was at that moment that something very strange happened. Draco was discussing a new product line with George and Angelina but he was suddenly aware of a presence in the room that he hadn't felt before. He went to turn around and jumped as Luna Lovegood was standing right next to him. No one noticed her arrive and yet there she stood.

"Hello, Draco," she said sweetly.

Time suddenly slowed around Draco as he ltook in her smile. "Hi," was all he could choke out.

"Is that Muggle Champagne?" she asked dreamily.

The world suddenly rushed back into focus and Draco stood up."Yes of course, let me get you a glass. How have you been?" he asked urgently.

Luna's eyes were fixed on his face. "Very well. How are you feeling now?"

Draco looked at her curiously. "I'm fine...now. Thank you for asking," he said as he opened a new bottle of Champagne expertly before pouring her a glass.

"I'm glad. I don't want you to be sad, Draco."

"Neither do I, strangely," he chuckled lightly. He noticed her take a step towards him and her eyes met his. As he handed her the glass he felt her fingers brush against his and suddenly the rest of the room seemed to pale into insignificance until he heard his boyfriend laughing heartily.

Snapped out of his reverie Draco looked over to see Adrian laughing with Neville of all people. George nudged him in the arm as he went to refill his and Angelina's glasses and teased "I'd brush up on your plant jokes if I were you."

All Draco could do was huff lightly as he felt a small, soft hand slip into his. "Oh don't worry about Adrian...he is in good hands. Shall we go and see Hermione, Draco?" Luna asked him.

"How do you know his name?" Draco muttered but Luna just gave him a disarming smile. As if in a trance Draco gestured towards Hermione and said "After you."

"Luna, I'm so glad you could make it," Hermione greeted her blonde friend only to notice that this blonde friend was holding hands with her other blonde friend.

Luna smiled wistfully and said, "Happy birthday and congratulations to you both. I can see his heart in you. It's surprisingly bright."

Hermione looked confused. How did Luna know about them making another declaration?

"Congratulations?" Draco and Harry asked together.

"Oh, Severus and I made the second declaration of engagement last night," Hermione told them as she felt herself blush.

Harry looked at her incredulously. "And you weren't going to tell us?"

"Well, we're not engaged yet so it's not that big a deal really...well it is. Actually it's a bloody huge deal but the fifth declaration is the big one. That's when he actually asks me to marry him," she said looking at her hands, trying to hide her beaming smile.

"So what piece of jewellery did you get this time?" Draco asked sitting down next to her and putting his arm around her.

Hermione giggled lightly. "Well it's weird but gorgeous. It's a snake necklace but it's charmed so it moves of it's own accord."

"That's not weird," Harry snarked, "That's fucking weird."

"Yeah but it's sexy at the same time. We found out it only moves when I put it on, take it off and when we're ummm..."

"Shagging?" Draco offered playfully.

He smiled when Luna put her hand on his knee and said, "Soul mates don't shag, Draco."

Harry told a sip of his drink to try and stop himself from laughing and all Draco could say was "Oh really?"

"Their connection is too deep to just shag. Hermione understands, don't you?" Luna said dreamily.

Everything in Draco's mind was screaming what the fuck are you on woman? but he found the words were not forthcoming. Instead, as he looked at Hermione simply nodding with incredulity at Luna's comments, he asked," Are you coming back to Hogwarts this year, Luna?"

Luna nodded and said, "but I don't know if you will be a student next year."

"What?" Draco snorted.

Luna giggled. "It's a decision only you can make once you have been asked and he will ask you soon."

"Who will ask me what?"

"The headmaster of course."

Oh gods how do you know about that? Hermione thought urgently. Minerva had only told Severus about Septima a few hours ago and they'd talked about asking Draco to become the Arithmancy apprentice. She also knew Severus was going to ask him tomorrow.

Luna just shrugged and said "Oh and Harry, the headmaster will require your skills on Monday. The Founders want to talk."

Hermione's eyes grew wide. "What do you mean they want to talk? Luna, how the hell do you know all of this?"

"Hmmm," Luna said looking into the distance. "I think I'd like some more champagne."

"I'll get it for you," Harry said jumping up and taking Luna's glass.

Hermione just shook her head as Luna turned to Draco and said, "Come to tea tomorrow. You can bring Adrian. Now I need to speak to Neville."

All Draco could do was nod but suddenly found himself frozen to the spot as Luna leaned over and kissed him on the lips. As she pulled away he nearly squeaked "I can come to tea tomorrow."

As Draco watched Luna walk away he suddenly felt empty. He watched as she greeted Ginny with a hug, Neville with a peck on the cheek, and shook Adrian's hand. He suddenly felt eyes watching him. He noticed his boyfriend smile at him shyly before realising Hermione had her hand on his arm and was asking him if he was alright. Harry had come to sit on the other side of him.

"What was all that about?" Harry asked, not just about Luna's behaviour with Draco but her behaviour in general.

In a hushed tone Hermione told them about the Department of Mysteries believing Luna to be a Seer and how they were expecting a prophecy from her soon. Harry rolled his eyes, "Is this the prophecy Dumbledore was telling Severus about?"

"I think so," Hermione said pensively.

Harry looked at her, his face full of concern. "But Dumbledore said..."

"There is a rumour of a prophecy relating to Hogwarts, the youngest Headmaster and the Headmaster's wife...I know," Hermione interrupted.

"But Uncle Sev is the..."

"I know, Draco," Hermione snapped.

"And you're practically..."

"I fucking know," she growled.

Draco took her hand and brought it to his lips. "I'm sorry, love. So why hasn't she just come out with it?"

Hermione huffed. "As much as Divination is a woolly subject there are some rules with regard prophecies...not that we were ever taught that."

"From what I understand," Harry continued, "a prophecy can only come about when specific circumstances are in alignment as it were. In this case Dumbledore thinks the prophecy will happen when Severus gets down on one knee."

"And we're not trying to think about it," Hermione told them. "Severus doesn't want our relationship to be more influenced than it already is."

"Understandable," Draco said, but then continued with a confused expression, "But some prophecies are ancient and are still unfulfilled."

Hermione shrugged. "I suppose something must have happened to cause the prophecy to be spoken even if the players aren't around yet. Like I say, it's a woolly subject. Shall we go and talk to the others?"

She was desperate to change the subject because it was the one aspect of their relationship that they both hated. Being soul mates was one thing but whatever the founders wanted, whatever this prophecy would reveal, was always at the back of their minds. It wouldn't change how they felt about each other but they just didn't need the additional pressure.

As they approached the others, they heard Luna ask Adrian about meeting Draco's parents. Draco just rolled his eyes as Hermione whispered "Oh gods, I meant to ask you about that. How was it?"

Draco answered stiffly with a simple "It went well," but Adrian was a more effusive.

"I really like Narcissa. Draco's such a mummy's boy, aren't you, love?"

Draco just scowled but suddenly felt Luna's hand against his. She didn't hold it but it was there touching his and for the life of him he couldn't move his hand away. He just felt...well...calm.

Adrian smiled at Draco and continued, "I have to admit, I was really nervous about meeting Lucius..."

"Why?" Ginny interrupted.

"I'd heard a few things about him but then I'd heard a few things about his godfather, and although he's quite intimidating he's alright once you talk to him and Lucius is the same." Then he said bashfully, "I just want to know how you wizards all ended up with such amazing arses."

Everyone laughed and George said cockily, "Well I have to say you've been rather spoiled by the sample of wizards you've met. Speaking for myself, I have no idea...I'm just blessed."

The laughter continued as Angelina muttered, "It's not that amazing but it's mine."

"Well aren't I the lucky one," Adrian smirked flirtatiously but Draco felt a pang of jealousy. He realised his boyfriend had just looked at Neville when he said it. Yes, Neville had grown up a lot and certainly wasn't the geeky boy he once was...even Draco had to acknowledge that. And Draco recognised the same conflict in Neville with regard witches and wizards as he had in himself years ago. But Adrian was still his boyfriend and he wasn't going to let anyone muscle in on him. And then Draco realised he was in trouble...they both had a weird fascination with plants.

Bollocks, how could I have missed that one? Draco thought to himself before suddenly realising he couldn't take his eyes off Luna or shake thinking when did she become so cute?

"But no, seriously," Adrian continued, which once again brought Draco's rushing back into the room, "he was quite nice to me really. He didn't seem that bothered that I'm not a wizard; was really interested in my research and well, I can see where Draco gets his looks from." He smiled cheekily at Draco but realised it had fallen on a stony face.

"It's the eyes. Lucius has amazing eyes," Ginny almost swooned.

Luna smiled sweetly and said to the room "It's always important to look at someone's eyes," and then looked at Harry and said "I like green eyes," before turning to Draco and adding "but I prefer grey. What about you Ginny?"

Ginny just shrugged. "I've not really thought about it. Harry's got green eyes so I suppose I should say green, but I like grey as well."

"Mmmmm," was the only response from Luna.

It was at this point that George and Angelina said they were going home. George gave Hermione a big hug and told her to pop into the shop on Monday for a coffee sometime. It was then Hermione noticed the time. It was nearly eleven.

"So who wants to come back to Hogwarts?" she asked the remainder of the room.

There was a near unanimous "Me" but Neville had to decline. "Sorry, 'Mione, I've got to get back. I'm taking Gran out tomorrow so I need to be up early."

Hermione couldn't help but show her disappointment...the amount of alcohol they'd been drinking had taken hold of them all and Neville laughed as she pouted and said "Oh, OK then!"

She cheered up though when he said he would see her on Monday and as he pulled her in for a hug he whispered against her ear, "How serious is it between Draco and Adrian? Draco can't take his eyes off Luna..."

"Are you interested?" Hermione teased.

Neville just smirked and said "See you on Monday," bidding everyone farewell and leaving the room.

What Neville didn't expect was to suddenly be accosted on the stairs by Adrian. "Sorry, I meant to ask. Do you want to go for a drink sometime?"

Neville swallowed hard, unsure what to say. It wasn't that he didn't want to go for a drink with Adrian, but he didn't know what Adrian's intentions were exactly. Sensing his discomfort Adrian added, "I mean, it's just great to be able to discuss my research with someone who understands and well...you know...I love Draco but I think I've got competition now. I think he certainly has," and ran his finger lightly over Neville's hand.

The blush rose in Neville's cheeks rapidly and his breath hitched. But he managed to take a deep breath and asked nervously, "What are you doing Wednesday night?"

"Having a drink with you," Adrian purred. "There's a pub near work called the Coach and Horses. Shall we say eight o'clock?"

Neville nodded and said quietly "I'll be there. Bye," and turned to continue down the stairs.

Adrian leaned against the wall and exhaled forcefully but was snapped out of his thoughts by a steely voice, "What were you two talking about?"

"I invited him out for a drink to discuss my research. He had some really interesting ideas," Adrian said matter-of-factly.

"And a cute backside," Draco snorted.

"Yes, but then yours has got cute pair of tits too so don't you dare have a go at me," Adrian bit back.

"Hey, don't fight boys," Ginny said as she walked up to them holding two bottles of Champagne. "There's enough bottles left for us all to have a nightcap on the walk back to the castle. Hermione wants to walk. She said Flooing or Apparating will make her throw."

"I'll go and clear it with the Aurors," Draco said sternly as he brushed past Adrian.

"He's got a temper like his father, Ady," Ginny said slurring her words slightly. "But Lucius' bark is much worse than his bite. Although he still bites," she smirked and stumbled slightly against the wall.

"I'll take those Ginny," Adrian said and offered her his arm as he escorted her downstairs.

It was a still but cold night that saw three strange couples staggering their way from Hogsmeade to Hogwarts, accompanied by an Auror escort. Ginny was clinging onto Adrian for dear life as she glugged Champagne straight from the bottle, whilst Draco, who was walking arm in arm with Luna, groused that the Weaslette had no class whatsoever. Finally, the birthday girl and Harry followed behind, arms wrapped around each other, trying to convince themselves that they weren't drunk.

"Is that pile of rubble it?" Adrian exclaimed as they approached the castle.

Hermione smiled and touched the wards immediately alerting Severus to her presence. She asked the castle to accept Adrian and as Hogwarts in all its glory revealed itself before his very eyes, they heard Adrian whisper "Fuck me!"

Severus looked at the clock and noticed it was eleven thirty.

"Do you want me to arrange a search party?" a rather dishevelled Lucius slurred from his position sprawled out over one of the armchairs. The need for glasses had long since been dispensed with and he chuckled at Severus who was lying on the sofa with his arm trailing off the sofa, gripping a half empty bottle of firewhisky.

Severus sighed. "No, they're all here. They must have walked."

"So you can relax now."

"There are four Aurors with her. I knew she'd be fine." Severus said flippantly belying the fact he had been clock watching since eleven o'clock.

"Well have another drink. I must say your taste in music is so much better than anyone else's," Lucius drawled as he took another slug from his bottle, flicking his wrist and turning up the volume on Led Zeppelin IV. "I didn't think you had this one?"

"Ah! Lily bought me it for my 18th...I got it on Thursday, courtesy of Potter," Severus replied, his head spinning slightly as he sat up too quickly...or possibly it was the copious amount of alcohol in his system.

"Is that what 'Mione was going on about yesterday?"

Severus huffed lightly. "I don't know I wasn't there."

"Something about some letters...she seemed...unimpressed," Lucius said matter-of-factly.

"Well, maybe at Dumbledore," Severus began, slumping back down on the sofa. "I spoke to him about it and seemingly he put her up to sending me something on my 18th to try and make me realise I could cross back over. But she didn't send it. It was the same for my 21st but that was completely off her own back. I got the impression she was a bit down."

"I know Narcissa struggled after Draco was born. Maybe she did too after Harry,' Lucius said reflectively. "Speaking of which, I spoke to Andromeda today briefly. She seems to have made a tentative peace with her sister. She was saying that although Sirius left Harry all of the fortune, he didn't mention the title."

"Wouldn't that make Draco Lord Black?" Severus considered.

Lucius nodded. "It needs to be confirmed but it would. I just wondered if Potter was aware."

Severus shrugged and took a swig of firewhisky. "If he's in fit state you can ask him. I'm sure he and Ginny will be coming back."

His friend cringed and then laughed. "She's got right under your skin hasn't she? Look at all her stuff in here, her friends are coming back after a night out; you'll be at The Burrow for Christmas if you're not careful," Lucius teased.

"Fuck off!" Severus snorted. "We'll either be here or in Cheshire. Or somewhere else but no, not The Burrow...no."

"I can only imagine the knitwear you'll receive now you're with Hermione," Lucius mused as he batted away the cushion that came hurtling at him from Severus' direction. "I rest my case...you even have cushions to throw at people now! And I couldn't be happier for you."

"Oh shut up! Anyway as she's to become a grandmother in the Spring, Molly's knitting talents may well be redirected this year," Severus chuckled.

Lucius looked at Severus and asked "Ginerva isn't...?"

"No," Severus snorted. "Well, not that I'm aware."

"I am relieved...I can only imagine Potter's life being made a living hell if she were to get pregnant," Lucius added as he raised the bottle to his lips.

As he took a good swig of the amber liquid, Severus said "No, it's Bill and Fleur."

Lucius coughed as he drank down too much firewhisky and with his throat burning he barked "What? Isn't that... irresponsible? Weasley was scratched by Greyback, was he not? How will it affect the child? I know Andromeda is worried that her grandson will be affected."

"Calm down," Severus huffed. "Bill's never transformed; Teddy's not exhibited any signs so I'm sure it'll be fine. All Bill's said is he feels overly protective toward his wife but that's just the wolf protecting his mate."

"Even so," Lucius groused and shifted in his chair awkwardly.

Severus just shrugged as they heard voices approaching the door. He smiled as he heard Hermione shout "Will you two just grow up and stop fucking bickering!"

"It's his fault...if he wasn't eyeing up Longbottom all night," they heard Draco respond.

"Oh yes, because you only had eyes for me tonight, didn't you," Adrian bit back.

The door opened and Hermione said "Look, you're embarrassing Luna. Pack it in and for Merlin's sake, help Ginny before Harry collapses."

Severus and Lucius just looked at each other, and Lucius rolled his eyes before Severus asked "Did you have a good time?"

"Yes, thank you," Hermione smiled, brandishing an open bottle of Champagne as she waltzing over and flopped down on the sofa next to him. She leaned up to peck Severus on the lips. Severus put his arm around her and demanded a more engaging kiss.

"Sweetie, I think I better get Harry home. He's almost out cold," Ginny said, struggling to keep Harry upright.

"You can stay over if it makes it easier," Severus offered.

Ginny almost sighed in relief. "Are you sure?"

"Winky," Hermione called and asked the house-elf, when they arrived, to make up the guest room which had previously been her bedroom, immediately.

"Thanks," she said as Lucius stood up and said, "Come Miss Weasley I will assist you deposit Mr Potter into bed. I was given the tour earlier so I shall lead the way."

Ginny smiled at the blonde wizard and whispered "Thank you Lucius," as he helped her escort Harry to the guest room.

"So what's wrong with you two?" Severus asked Draco and Adrian as Hermione snuggled into his side, taking a swig of Champagne.

"Nothing," they replied together, but Severus noticed how close Draco was sitting to Luna.

What the fuck is going on with those two? he thought to Hermione.

Hermione sighed deeply in his head. Adrian's taken a shine to Neville and ever since Luna arrived, Draco's been besotted.

So do you think she's one of the six? Severus asked.

Hermione considered this. Well just look at the two of them. I'd say so.

Severus simply snorted at them and greeted Luna, "Miss Lovegood, how are you? I was wondering if we could have a chat soon."

"Yes, of course, Headmaster. I need to speak to you as well. I am still dreaming about you. Everything is becoming clearer."

"I'm so glad," Severus said dispassionately before adding in his head to Hermione was she always like this?

"I'll just go and see if Ginny needs any potions for Harry." Hermione said, glaring at Draco and Adrian who were doing their best to ignore each other.

As she approached the guest room Hermione stopped suddenly as she heard "Don't ignore me."

"Oh please."

"What's got into you?"

"I can't do this anymore."

"What do you mean?"

"It's over."

"No. You don't...no please."

"Ginny, I'm sorry...I'm really sorry."

Hermione backed away and took a deep breath trying to control her emotions. How could he do that to her?

She went back into the living room and sat down looking dazed. Severus noted the change in her demeanour and watched as she started twisting her lip between her fingers.

What's wrong, love? he asked, looking at her with concern.

Hermione took a while to respond as she tried to process what she had heard. I can't believe what I've just overheard.
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