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Marriage Law	By : teshara Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 12499 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Marriage Law Chapter 28

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Hermione woke in St. Mungo�s slowly. Her head felt sluggish
and her bed was surrounded with a white divider, blocking her view of the rest
of the room. She groaned.

�I think I�ve got another one,� Hermione heard an unfamiliar
female voice outside her confines.

The curtain was whipped back and Hermione saw a wide-faced
blonde healer standing by her bed. Hermione smiled weakly.

�Don�t try to move, dear,� said the healer, taking Hermiones
wrist and feeling her pulse.

�Where is - what is � how?� Hermione whispered out of her
lips. Her mouth felt dry, as if she hadn�t talked in awhile.

�Don�t you worry now,� said the healer. �Just save your
strength. You�ve had quite the adventure.�

Hermione rested her head on the pillow behind her and closed
her eyes.

�Am I a widow?� she asked, her stomach churning.

The healer was silent. Hermione opened her eyes and looked
at her.

The healer glanced quickly behind her.

�No dear,� she said as if she felt very sorry for her. �He
woke last week and has been waiting by you. He must have stepped out for
lunch.�

Hermione let out her held breath and smiled contently. How
long had she been here? She found she didn�t care. He had been waiting for her.

�He is a good man,� she said as she relaxed. She closed her
eyes so she couldn�t see the healers� expression. The healer obviously had been
one of his former students.

A short while later she recognized the tone of his voice on
the other side of the door. There were other beds in her room. She wondered who
was in them.

Severus opened the door to the ward and Hermione�s eyes were
open. She was smiling weakly at him.

�Hello, love,� she croaked at him. Her bottom lip was split
open and greenish fluid seeped from the wound. Her skin tone looked slightly
green.

He took three large steps that covered the distance between
them and took her hand in his. His eyes looked like they were tearing up. He
pressed her hand to his forehead as he knelt by her bed and she felt it
becoming moist. He gently dabbed at his eyes with her sleeve and when his eyes
rose to hers they were dry.

�I thought I might die without you,� Severus said hoarsely,
pressing her hand to his chest. She reached up with her other hand and caressed
his cheek. She pulled him to her and he kissed her gently on the lips,
afterwards taking both her hands and kissing each of her knucklesefulefully.

There was a loud sniffle behind Severus and he turned to see
the blonde healer and a new brown haired healer near her sniffling behind their
charts. He frowned at them sternly. The blonde healer busied herself by scuttling
to one of the covered beds and the other all but ran out of the room.

�I�ve really got to learn how you do thasaidsaid Hermione
softly and trying not to laugh. It hurt too much.

He dipped his head so only she could see his face and smiled
at her.

�No,� he said. �You�ll do it to me.�

�Smart boy,� Hermione said closing her eyes and resting back
on her pillow.

Severus smiled down at her and shook his head. He hadn�t
been called a boy for years and didn�t really mind when she did it. He hoped no
one else heard it. He heard a small noise behind him and turned around quickly.
The blonde nurse quickly darted back behind the partition, silently wiping her
nose.

Brainless twit. Hufflepuff. Class of �90. Hopeless romantic.
Severus hoped his name wouldn�t be tacked onto a propaganda article on the
Marriage Law. Hopefully with the Ministry trying to piece itself together
they�d drop the whole thing.

No one knew what happened deep in the bowels of the Ministry
when Harry and Voldemort did battle. The backlash knocked people unconscious
for miles. The Ministry was working closely with the British authorities to
cover it up. Some nonsense about a chemical leak, whatever that was.

Most muggles had physical damage and were quickly healed and
their things repaired before they were brought to. Their memories were easily modified.

Voldemorts lifeless body was found near Harry unconscious
form. It was in storage in Gringotts. Severus had no idea the goblins possessed
that type of storage facility. It made him wonder what elsey hey had.

Harry had yet to regain consciousness, but the staff at St. Mungo�s
were in a state of dismay. Harry now possessed slitted eyes and his scar had
spread, getting longer and wider, splitting his face and coming to rest on the
top of one cheekbone. No one had a clue as to the cause or the meaning.

Harry was in a padded room surrounded by aurors, bound to
the table he rested on.

Ginny was missing her little finger on her right hand. She
had gained a blue scar on one arm in the shape of Italy.

Fudge and many members of the Ministry were killed in the
attack.

Mrs. Weasley had managed to keep Percy, Fred, George and
Arthur busy trying to subdue her and they didn�t even become involved in the
combat. She would look back in her later years and be terribly pleased with
herself.

Ron had gained consciousness the same day as the attack and
had been waiting in St. Mungo�s for them to wake for weeks. He knew their
marriage had been consummated, but had weeks to think and his arguments were
weak and unenthusiastic at best when he confronted Severus.

Neville was still unconscious. His grandmother sat by his
side every day telling him how proud of him she was with tears in her eyes.

Bellatrix LeStrange had lost her mind. She was placed in the
same ward as the Longbottoms and for the first time, Alice Longbottom raised
one finger, pointed, and laughed. Her healers said it was the most progress she
had made in years.

The captured Deatheaters were being kept in a secret
location so they could be tried and convicted later.

The amazons had lost thirteen girls. Alexandra had boasted
she had encapsulated seven Deatheaters and drove four more to death by dragon.

The Jotun had asked for the unclaimed dead. The few Ministry
that were left had granted them their request and asked no questions.

The black skinned warrior with hair of adders gave Alexandra
a pendant to give to Hermione. He said it would assist her in her jourand
and
it was hers by birthright. Alexandra had been glad when they retreated into
their mountain and the door had disappeared and knew better than to open a box
not meant for her.

Ron and Severus had sorted out their differences waiting for
her to wake and Ron waited on the other side of the door, probably dancing by
now, waiting for Severus to get him.

Severus had talked to him like a normal human for a change,
while waiting for her to wake. Severus loved Hermione. Loved her more than life
and didn�t think she knew.

Ron watched Severus waiting in the leather chair near her
bed, holding her hand, talking to her each day, looking lost and bleak without
her, and Ron just � let go. If she wanted Severus it was fine. He had more to
offer her anyway, Ron thought bleakly.

Ron walked into the ward, not willing to wait anymore and
saw Hermione�s face light up at him. She winced.

�Don�t hurt yourself,� he said, sitting on the other side of
the bed and taking her other hand. �You look a right wreck.�

�I�ve been here for weeks,� Hermione said. �At least it
sounds like it. Why haven�t I been healed?�

�You got hit with an experimental potion,� said Ron excitedly.
�They didn�t know if healing would complicate things.�

Hermione frowned at this and turned to look at Severus.

�We�ll save a bit of money on food,� said Severus, smirking.

�What happened?�

Obviously it was funny and not harmful. They both looked
like they were trying not to snicker.

�It was for the Aurors, when they have to go on long trips,�
said Ron. �I wish Neville could see you.�

�Neville?� Hermione frowned and looked at Severus.

�You can now photosynthesize,� said Severus. �It�ll wear off
eventually, but you got hit with the full supply. It�s only supposed to be
taken a few drops at a time and the bottle cut you. It got directly in your
bloodstream.�

�You looked really cute a few weeks ago,� said Ron. �You
were really green and your eyebrows looked like grass. Wish I�d thought to have
Colin take a picture.�

Severus couldn�t believe Ron was joking at a thing like
this, but Hermione chuckled and Severus relaxed a bit.

�I hope they were smart enough to observe me and gather more
test results,� said Hermione weakly.

�I ran the tests myself,� Severus said, wiping the tears
trying to seep out of his eyes. Weasley had seen him break down in the last
week, but he didn�t want Hermione to see him like this. �I kept careful notes.
You�d find them very interesting.�

A brown haired healer with a thick German accent bustled in
and told them it was time for Hermione to rest. She should not overtax herself.
Severus tried to protest but the healer finally shooed him and Ron from the
room.

***

Hermione recovered within the week and found herself back in
Severus� quarters at Hogwarts after a weekend visit to her parents. She found
herself feeling refreshed if she got a good amount of sunlight, but she was
told the feeling would pass.

She had lost so much time she found herself a few weeks
before the start of term before she knew it.

Hermione fouerseerself facing Helga Hufflepuff one morning
as she walked into the receiving room in Severus� quarters. Her powder blue witch�s
hat was in her hands and her hair looked slightly untidy in a loose bun.

�Your friend has awakened,� Helga said gravely. Helga�s
mirror had been returned to Severus� quarters, but an empty black canvas had
been placed in Dumbledore�s office so she could take her place with the other
portraits if she so chose.

�Which friend?� Hermione said thinking of both Harry and
Neville.

�The Potter boy,� said Helga.

�How is he?� Hermione asked nervously.

�Alive,� said Helga grimly. �Phineas is reporting to
Dumbledore as he finds out information.�

�How does it look?� said Hermione nervously.

�I�m really not sure,� said Helga. �I wish I had more to
tell you, but Phineas hasn�t come back yet. The boy is fairly groggy.�

�We�ll meet you in the office,� said Hermione as she turned
to get Severus.

***

Severus and Hermione practically ran through the halls of
Hogwarts, including through several hidden passages not included on the
Marauders Map.

�Key-Lime Truffle,� Severus
boomed at the gryphon guarding Dumbledore�s office.

Dumbledore sat in his office, the frame of Phineas Nigellus
levitated near his desk so he may talk to him with ease. His fingers were
steepled and glasses rested on the end of his nose. His eyes moved as Hermione
and Severus entered his room, but he didn�t turn from the empty frame.

Severus sat down in a chair in front of the desk and
Hermione chose the one next to him. They sat in silence. Hermione stared at her
hands, folded in her lap and just wished someone would say something.

Phineas appeared in the mirror and gave a distasteful look
to Dumbledore.

�The boy seems to be, in fact, the boy,� said Phineas with a
sniff. �I don�t think anyone would stop you from going. They�re a pretty
rag-tag group.�

�Thank you, Phineas,� said Dumbledore.

It was the best he was going to get from the painting. It
was best they go to see it first hand. The Ministry needed all the help it
could get.

***

�Hermione,� Harry said smiling.

Hermione smiled weakly at him. Severus stood behind her with
a hand on her shoulder.

Harry looked frightful. His scar cleaved his face in two. His
slitted eyes stared out in the same bright green they had always been, at hfromfrom sockets that crinkled at the corners in a familiar way. Hermione couldn�t
help but think back on the prophecy.

When
the mark of thunder shines upon one

And Darkness retreats into the night to rest

The midnight sun shines bright in the sky

One with fathers taken twice shall rise into the light

Plunging darkness into he will fall

Within him power will grow

Two paths here are laid

Light and Dark will be inside

Cleaving one into two

The answer lies with the givers of life

To show the path

Under the sea

How are you feeling?� said Hermione tentatively as she
approached the bed. The bonds she had heard about were gone, but Aurors still
stood guard out of the room.

�Really tired,� said Harry. �My brain feels slow.�

Hermione sat next to the bed nervously. Severus stood near
the door, arms folded watching them.

�Has anyone told you anything?� asked Hermione, hoping that
was a vague enough question.
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