A Perfect Match | By : geena Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 22132 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Much to her surprise, she encountered Ron and Harry at the Head Table.
“Ron! Harry! What are YOU doing here ?” They were the last persons she had expected to see.
Ron and Harry had been talking to Bill and Remus when they arrived and were aware of her break-up with Snape. Not that anyone ne to to tell them something was wrong with their friend. With one look at her, they knew she was in big trouble.
“’Mione, how are you ?” Ron gave her a hug and a peck on the cheek, Harry followed his example. Hermione instinctively knew to what she owed this warm greeting.
“Someone told you ?”
“Er, yes, Bill did. I’m so sorry Hermione.”
“Me too. I know I didn’t like him at first, but then, well, I guess …” Ron found it hard to finish his sentence, but decided there was no need after seeing the understanding look on her face.
“Guys, I’d rather not talk about it too much. Just tell me why you’re here !” She tried to look excited but succeeded only partly.
“We are here to let Albus know we’re going to New Orleans and we wanted to talk to Severus about what we can expect when we arrive there. What we’re up against, that is.”
“You, together ?”
Ron laughed. “Yeah, the return of the gruesome twosome ! No, seriously, the other two Aurors can’t find him and asked for assistance. My father has asked help from the American Ministry and I’m to act as their liaison.”
“I hope you’ll be careful.”
“Sure!” Both grinned. “You know us.”
“That’s why I’m reminding you.”
They laughed together and Hermione was really glad they ikd come to Hogwarts. With Ron and Harry she would always share that same old carefree feeling of mischief from her schooldays again.
She returned to her classes while Harry and Ron went down to the dungeons to look for Snape.
They talked about Hermione on their way down. Both were very worried about her.
“She looked awful Harry. I’ve never seen her this pale before.”
“I know. This is obviously affecting her badly. I feel I have to give her more support, you know, be there for her, but now we are going to New Orleans …”
“Yeah, talk about bad timing. I would like to stay here too. Poor thing, she looks like she just failed the most important test of her life.”
They looked at each other, realising Ron’s words were not far besides the truth.
When they entered the Potions classroom, Snape wasn’t there.
“Mmm, I recall Albus saying he has a free period, maybe he’s in his private rooms.”
Harry led Ron further into the dungeon and knocked on the door to the lab. It took a while before Snape answered it and when he did, he seemed very absent, they even had to explain twice why they were there.
He invited them into his room and offered them a seat. While he talked about the wizard population in New Orleans, Harry couldn’t help inspecting the room. It looked so different than the way he remembered it ! Black robes hanging on chairs, books scattered all over the floor, a lot of empty goblets on the bedside table… It looked like the meticulous professor Snape had become a sloven overnight.
Snape didn’t know all that much about the dark scene in New Orleans, he only had been there once and had tried very hard to forget what he had seen there.
“You can compare it to Death Eater gatherings over here, but they add more ‘show elements’.” The look on his face prevented them from asking more details. He told them most wizards got together in “Le Professeur”, the equivalent of The Leaky Cauldron. Harry said the other Aurors had been there, but found no evidence Lucius had gone anywhere near the place. Snape didn’t seem convinced.
“Look for Joseph Devereaux, he’ll know if Lucius was there, but be careful not to tell hisentsent you.”
They talked some more about Lucius’ possible plans, but that could be anything andthe the end they were merely speculating. Then Harry spotted Hermione’s cat.
“Hey Crookshanks, what are you doing here ?” he patted the cat, while Snape murmured almost inaudible: “He wanted to stay here.”
Ron’s eyes grew bigger and Harry’s mouth dropped, but neither of them said anything. When they had left, they didn’t know if that had been such a good idea.
“Maybe we should have asked him to go and talk to her ?” Ron said.
“Mmm, I don’t know. He doesn’t strike me as the sensitive type and judging by the way he looked I’d say he hasn’t sorted himself out yet.”
“True, the place was a mess and he looked like he was on drugs or something. But if Crookshanks … Harry, we’ve got to do something, this can’t go on any longer.” For Ron things were very clear now, if Crookshanks thought staying with Snape was the best option, then Hermione was destined to be there too.
“I know, let’s go and see Remus, he told me he had the afternoon off and maybe he has some ideas.”
When they got to Remus’ room, he wasn’t surprised to hear what they came for.
“We all want them back together again, but sadly, neither of them is prepared to moderate their demands.”
“Just explain to me again what happened exactly, I still don’t get it, they were so happy ?”
Remus told Harry and Ron about the frequent arguments leading up to a big blow when Hermione had questioned Snape’s method of teaching. Their ‘strategy-meeting’ as they called it continued until dinner time. They decided to catch up with Hermione in the Great Hall and have a good talk to her after dinner.
Meanwhile, Snape thought he might stay in his room that evening. He had seen the look on Harry’s face when he saw the state the room was in. He sighed and forced himself to clean up, finding comfort in these domestic tasks. Just imagine what Hermione would say if she saw this mess when she came to visit Crookshanks ! Not that he thought she would come often. Maybe he could arrange it he was out when she was here. He had to avoid being alone with her again, that was far too dangerous for his own good.
Harry and Ron kept shooting glances at each other during dinner. Hermione didn’t seem to notice and followed them for a walk outside without getting suspicious. They walked towards their favourite spot by the lake. Harry decided to kick off their little talk.
“Hermione, Ron and I would like to talk to you about Severus.”
The change in her was radical when she heard those words. No longer did she laugh and she forced her face into an indifferent mask.
“What’s there to talk about ?”
“’Mione, this is us, remember ? We only want to understand.” Ron added.
“What’s there to understand ? You of all people should know Severus Snape is an impossible man. I really tried, but I just can’t live with him.”
“What exactly is the problem ?” Harry asked.
“Do I have to spell it out ? He’s bullying his students and refuses to admit he’s wrong, moreover he accuses me of interfering and says it’s none of my business.”
“Er, you say you gave up on him because you do not agree with his way of teaching ?”
“Among things, yes, mainly I think. Come on Ron, you’re not going to defend him are you ? Have you forgotten what he was like when we were here ? How he treated us ? Neville ?”
Ron was quick to answer, as if he had waited for her to say that.
“Talking about Neville… I’ve seen him recently and he told me he has a lot to thank Snape for.”
Hermione looked confused. “What do you mean ?”
“Well, I sort of know what he meant by that. You see, out there in the real world, no one is as nice as Hagrid or as wise as Dumbledore. Perfection does not exist in a normal person. You would be surprised to see how many Snapes or worse there are out there.”
“So you say I shouldn’t wait for mister perfect and be grateful for one that comes close ?”
Harry scraped his throat, he sensed they were nearly there, Hermione was bright enough to see sense.
“Hermione, tell me, when you first fell in love with him, did you know about his nasty temper ?”
“Of course I did Harry, don’t be ridiculous.” She sounded offended, but both Harry and Ron could see she was starting to realise something.
“Now, try to imagine what Severus would be like if he were to change his way of teaching, never scolding a student, always being nice to everyone …can you ?”
“Yes.”
“What do you think ? Would you like that man ?”
“Of course.” She answered very quick.
“But would you feel passionate about him ? Could you love him ?” Harry sounded very hopeful, for he was almost certain of what her answer was going to be.
Hermione closed her eyes and tried to imagine her Severus as the man she had wanted him to be. The nice Severus. In a flash her eyes were open again.
“That would not be him. He’d be boring.”
Harry and Ron looked triumphant, but started when she began to cry.
“Eh, ‘Mione, what’s wrong ?”
“Oooooh, I’ve been such an idiot.” She let out between her sobs. “Thinking I needed to change him to love him. Now I see I only wanted to mould him into some artificial ‘good guy’ so everyone would understand why I could love him. I shouldn’t be concerned about what other people think. He’s just the way he is and that’s what I liked in the first place. I’ve been focussing way to much on his teaching, but I’m in love with the man, not the teacher … it’s just a part of his personality and without it he just wouldn’t be the same. Oh dear …” She was crying freely now and Harry put his arm around her, Ron not knowing what to do with crying women.
She managed a little smile.
“Thank you for making me see sense. It seems I have a lot of thinking to do.”
“You sure have, and some talking as well.” Harry hinted.
Her face fell when she thought about having to face him again.
“What if he cannot forgive me ?” Panic was overtaking her.
“We saw him earlier, and I think we can say he was looking every bit as miserable as you do.”
“Thanks for the compliment. But serious, I wasn’t the only one that did the yelling. Maybe he’s given up on me.” Tears came running down again.
“’Mione, you don’t honestly think that, do you ?”
Harry chuckled: “Show that Slyth some of your famous Gryffindor courage and go get him !”
Hermione smiled through her tears that were still running.
“Yes I will get him. I must have him !”
The three of them held hands as if they were making a pact, Hermione vowed she would do anything to restore her broken relationship, Harry and Ron being rather pleased with themselves.
“Maybe we can start a career as marriage counsellors.” Ron winked, both Harry and Hermione rolling their eyes.
TBC
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