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Missing You	By : Tigerrr Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 5561 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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***** DISCLAIMER****
You know the drill by now, kids.

I should like to point out that the reason I take so long in
posting chapters is because I type everything in Word and edit the crap out of
it so it shall come to you, gentle readers, pristine and error-fee. But there�s always a word that spell-check
doesn�t grab because�well, it is a
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experience :)~

Now, on with the show!

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Students began pouring into
Hogwarts, eager to start their next term, and a line of scared-looking first
years were ushered into boats by Hagrid, whose job it was to impress them with
their new school. The giant squid was
feeling particularly playful that night, so several children took an
unceremonious dunking before being rescued by the huge groundskeeper. Inside the Greathall, the staff began to take
their places overlooking the four huge House tables. Nearly everyone was on edge around Hermione,
who on this day should have been a proud mother watching her children be
Sorted. To make matters worse, when they
had pulled out �the list� to review it, Contessa and Salazar Snape�s names had
been inscribed. Minerva McGonagall had
been very flustered by this, and though they tried to keep it from the Potions
Mistress, she had discovered it and gone very pale. Dumbledore was extremely puzzled that such an
error had been made � the children had been on the list since the first
moment they drew breath, but their deaths should have erased the
notations. This was only one of several
strange happenings � the house elves had come to him earlier that morning in a
panic since, somehow, a great portion of the food had gone missing overnight.
Even stranger was that, upon investigation, exactly nine piles of Galleons,
Knuts, and Sickles were found in various cabinets � enough to pay for
replenishing the stock. Albus had never
seen anything like it, but he had been seeing something quite curious over the
past few days�he could have sworn that he had faintly heard children�s laughter
echoing in the halls when there was not a student in the whole school, and,
though he would never admit this to the still-distraught Hermione, he could
have sworn he heard Severus.

He was saddened that the young witch still mourned her
family�s deaths as if they had just happened hours earlier; he could remember when she had first come to
Hogwarts as an eleven year old girl with big dreams, a bright future, and an
optimistic outlook on life. When she had
fallen for her Potions teacher at the age of sixteen, he had been skeptical at
first, but saw how the formidable Snape had truly returned her affection and
after two years of surveillance, gave the unlikely couple his blessing. He was amused at the normally sour
professor�s ingenuity in evading his command to leave Hermione alone, and
turned a blind eye when the Head of Slytherin pulled that� stunt� on her 17^th
birthday. He felt the loss of his
Potions teacher keenly � his widow was certainly up to the task, but he had
grown used to the dark-eyed wizard who intimidated everything in his path (even
the grass on the ground had gotten out of his way!). He went up to his office to check on the
teaching applications, since he had yet to select this year�s Muggle Studies
teacher. The previous professor had been
so out of sorts with the lack of enthusiasm in the subject that she had ended
classes early last term, in order to take up a position at Durmstrang. He smiled at Fawkes as he picked up the
applications and began to sort them. His
smile slipped as he noticed an application for Potions teacher, and shock
registered as he noticed the name upon it, requesting re-instatement. Severus Snape. What was going on? First, the names on the
register, and now this� wheels began to turn as he thought back to the events
of nine years before, and it all began to click into place. A look of wonder replaced confusion after he
checked to see if Madam Snape had ever turned that Time Turner back in and it
was reported missing, Hermione having reported giving it to Severus as he left
Hogwarts for the final time.

Meanwhile, in the dungeons�

Hermione Snape steeled herself as she reached out to lift
the wards that enclosed her former quarters, and got the shock of her life (to
date) when she felt that they had been tampered with. Swelling with anger, she pushed open the
heavy door and looked in at a�changed�room.
Things were out of place, the photo album she always looked at was on
the table, the dust spell was inactive.
Running over to the twins� room, she gasped to see that the cribs had
been removed and a single mattress lay on the floor covered with pillows and
covers in Gryffindor gold and burgundy and Slytherin green and silver. Someone had broken in and was living here! �How dare they,� She breathed, nostrils flaring. She checked the other rooms and found a
similar set-up in one room, the old furniture in another. Swallowing hard, she looked at the door to
the one room she had never been able to make herself enter in nine years. �Well, go on � it can�t get more shocking,�
she told herself, drawing her wand and blasting the door open. Silence met her. Walking into the bedchamber she had shared
with her Severus for the two short years they had been allowed, she shivered
violently. The bed was made neatly; it always
had been since her husband slept there � when she would lie abed refusing to
wake up, he would always make the bed around her so that she was trapped in the
sheets laughing. But he had never had
any qualms messing up the covers with
her; never that. She always had laughed
at him, always giggling and making him roll his eyes in disgust so that she
laughed harder at his reaction. She felt
as though all the laughter she had in her had died the day he did.

She closed her eyes and focused on her breathing, determined
to take control. She had decided to be
present at the Sorting, and to put on a (reasonably) happy face for the sake of
the new students. She fancied she could
hear him now, saying her name. It was
almost as if he were in the room with her.
�Severus? Severus, I miss you�so much.
And out babies, remember how they looked when they were born? You said they were the ugliest things you had
ever laid eyes on�besides me!� She
sniffled a bit and laughed a little at the memory � he had been forever saying
outrageous things to her just to get a reaction. At the staff table, he would always maintain
a running commentary on what he was sure Filch
was saying as they saw him berating an almost-fainting first year, or how he
was positive that so-and-so had a dung bomb intended for her office. She had ended those meals red-faced and
trying so hard not to laugh in Albus�s face as they went back to their
respective classrooms�another regular thing he did was to make wagers with her
on the pattern of the Headmaster�s shorts which, after her guess, he would
reveal by either using a Transparency charm, or by covert use of
Legilimency. One time he made her shriek
with laughter by actually asking.

Opening her eyes and shoving away old memories, she looked
around. This room seemed different
somehow, as well. As if someone had
slept here� she shook her head and backed out, turning on her heel to find
Dumbledore. The Headmaster dutifully
surveyed the premises, not being able to bring himself to tell her his
suspicions. He assured her, however,
that he would find the culprits before the night was over. �Now, it is almost time for the Sorting,
Hermione,� he said gently, taking her shoulders and steering her towards the
Greathall, �and I�m reasonably certain
that this day�s surprises are far from over.�
She looked up questioningly but allowed herself to be led up to the
Sorting.

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Severus Snape felt his heart turn over as he saw his tiny
wife enter the room, and he called out to her before he could help
himself. She began to talk to him and he
yearned to hold her and kiss away the tears brimming in her large brown
eyes. �We�ll be together soon,� he
assured her, stretching out a hand to touch her cheek but passing his fingers
through her still-blurry form as if she were a ghost. He watched with interest as she led
Dumbledore back to the rooms for a look and was astonished at the veiled
reference made as Hermione was led back to the Greathall. That old codger knew. Of course, he might
have just put two and two together after finding the request of reinstatement,
but if he had known all this time and done nothing�it was obvious that his wife
had never forgotten them and had been as deeply wounded by their disappearance
as he had been upon discovering that he would have to wait for her.

�Dad? Was that�was
that�� Salazar�s voice trembled as he came up to his father. Severus looked down at him and put his hand
on his son�s shoulder.

�Yes, that was your mother.�

Contessa�s dark eyes were tear-filled as she ran
inside. �Dad, Dad� I just saw�� she
trailed off as she looked at Salazar�s already tear-stained face. �Mummy was here,� she breathed, flinging her
arms around her father and brother.
Severus went down to his knees and gathered his children into his arms
and let them cry as he stroked their hair.

�It�s okay�you�ll get to meet her tonight,� he assured them
and was rewarded by two still slightly wobbly grins. �Now, go get dressed in the clothes I made
for you. The uniforms and the robes with
the crest on them.� They streaked out of
the room so fast he could have sworn they disapparated. He called after them to make their beds and
turned back into the room to find his frock coat and cloak. By the time he closed the door behind him,
Tessa and Sal were waiting by the door to the hallway, quivering with
excitement.

�I bet the Sorting Hat really hurts when you put it on!�

�What? D�you mean it bites?�

�I heard that it once bit a student�s head clean off! He had to go to classes headless.�

�CONTESSA.� Severus
folded his arms and glared at his daughter.
�How many times have I told you not to bait your brother?� She wilted a little under his scrutiny, but
gave him an impish grin that he couldn�t help returning. �Salazar, try not to be so gullible,
yes? The Sorting Hat does not bite and if you keep believing
everything your sister tells you, there�s no doubt that it will sort you into
Gryffindor, where the students there are annoying beyond belief. You�ll soon see what I mean when we meet your
mother.� His son gave him an indignant
look and attempted to hex Tessa as soon as he thought Severus wasn�t
watching. �Salazar!�

He ushered them out the door and up the steps from the
dungeons. They could see the solidifying
shapes of students rushing by to the Greathall so they could take their places
for the Welcoming Feast. Soon the halls
were empty and they stopped before the huge doors leading in to where the rest
of the school waited. Where Hermione waited. The big clock in the hall began to chime the
hour, and Severus grasped the twins tightly as their world began to spin,
roaring in their ears. As the clock fell
silent, normalcy returned to find them looking around at a Hogwarts that was
sharper, clearer than the one they had been accustomed to for nine years. Snape looked down at the twins. �Are you ready?� Two small, very pale faces looked up at him
and nodded nervously.

He raised a hand and knocked.
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