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  • Lendoren

    By : septentrion
    Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione
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    Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
  • Chapter List
    • 1-An old memory
    • 2-revelations
    • 3-the beginning of the holidays
    • 4-when the subconconscious takes over
    • 5-Preparing the start of term
    • 6-The discovery of the chameleon
    • 7-First lessons
    • 8-The DADA lesson
    • 9-Lendoren!
    • 10-He may need a dictionary
    • 11-Secretly
    • 12-Hogsmeade
    • 13-Explanations and first spells
    • 14-Unwelcome attraction? Or is it welcome?
    • 15-You cannot Stay Hidden Forever
    • 16-Various explanations
    • 17-The Eternal Dance
    • 18-An Unusual Wake Up.
    • 19-Between Authority and Passion
    • 20-Time-Turner
    • 21-Explanations (1)
    • 22-Explanations (2)
    • 23-To Prepare Christmas
    • 24-A Slight Change in Appearance
    • 25-The Silvery Circle
    • 26-Voldemort's Ally
    • 27-Insufferable: Why?
    • 28-Passion and Authority, Always.
    • 29-Gusts.
    • 30-Christmas.
    • 31-The Hogwarts Defences.
    • 32-Passion in the Dungeons
    • 33-The Attack Begins
    • 34-The Discovery
    • 35-Pain
    • 36-The Final Face to Face - Part 1
    • 37-The Final Face to Face - Part 2
    • 38-It's Time To Assess The Situation
    • 39-The Awakening
    • 40-An Unexpected Return
    • 41-Return To The Castle
    • 42-A Hasty Departure
    • 43-The NEWTs
    • 44-Deserved Rewards
    • 45-The End Of Year Ball
    • 46-Separation
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  • Disclaimer: everything you recognise belongs to Jo.

    Story by kelokelo, chapter translated by septentrion and beta’ed by vonHardenberg.

    That's it, folks, this is the last chapter. Thanks to you who have read thus far.


    Chapter 46. Separation

    Hermione accompanied Harry, Ron and Ginny to the train. She felt a twinge of sadness, but the separation was inevitable. However, they’d planned to meet the next month at the Burrow for Harry’s birthday, in spite of a frown from Severus when he heard the news through their link.

    While she trekked back to the castle, he was more silent than Hermione had ever experienced .

    “Erwin? What are you going to do?” she asked through their link.

    “I’ll finish the reports and other administrative tasks that need to be done each end of year, my dear. You can go to the staff room if you wish. I’ll tell you how to find it.”

    “There’s no need, I perfectly know where it is. The Marauders’ Map, Erwin!”

    “Mmm, that cursed map! Did you dodge me often thanks to it?”

    “Often? You may as well say always. I’ve lost the count of the times when we escaped you thanks to it. Did you see Malko this morning?”

    “Oh, yes. He seems intent on speaking to you, by the way.”

    “If he can tear himself from Emma’s arms. He’d officially summoned her at 8.45 p.m., and she didn’t leave with the train.”

    Hermione discreetly knock at the staff room door, and shyly smiled at Professor MdGonagall, who’d opened it.

    “Ah, Hermione. I see that Severus has shown you the way. Come in and take a book while we finish with the paperwork.”

    “For your information, I didn’t show Hermione the way,” Severus said ironically from his seat. “She perfectly knew how to come here already.”

    “How?” the Professor asked, intrigued.

    “Hem,” Hermione stammered. “We’ve found about it while we were having a stroll in the castle.”

    “Why do I have the impression that said stroll wasn’t authorised, Hermione?” McGonagall asked, a small smile dancing on her lips.

    Hermione didn’t answer, but instead, she turned to Erwin who was looking at her with a smug expression.

    “Just you wait, Erwin!”

    The following days passed peacefully in the castle. Emma and Hermione took advantage of their companions’ finishing their work as teachers and Heads of Houses to know each other better and lounge as often as possible near the lake.

    Severus couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw Hermione turning green at the sight of the Ministry owl that brought her NEWTs results. Malko, Emma and Filick, who had chosen to have lunch with them, burst out laughing. She unsealed the parchment, trembling, and didn’t say anything for a while. Then, she raised her head and said, an astonished smile on her face. “I’ve got ‘O’ in every subject!”

    “Of course you’ve got an ‘O’ in every subject,” Severus grumbled. “Honestly, you were the only one to doubt it.”

    But he took Hermione in his arms and kissed her nonetheless.

    They tackled the rebuilding of Hogwarts spell the same day. Severus taunted the Minister when he came at lunchtime.

    “We’ve already done one spell this morning, Minister, but we’ll only do one per day. It’d take too much of our strength otherwise.”

    The Minister gritted his teeth: he had no other choice that to bend to Severus’ will, but he had to admit that Apparating had become impossible on Hogwarts grounds once more. The ex-teacher seemed to keep his word. After eight days of intense labour by Severus and Hermione, Hogwarts had regained all its protective spells and enchantments.

    Now that the castle had regained its splendour, the time had come for Hermione and Severus to leave it. Severus felt that morning that Hermione will have a hard time leaveing the place that had been her home away from home for the last seven years. He hadn’t planned it, but he put Emma and Malko, who were going to Apparate directly to the Silvery Circle, in charge of their luggage and joined Hermione who was wandering about for the last time in Gryffindor dormitory. He saw her wipe away a tear furtively and smiled, shaking his head.

    “Don’t laugh at me,” Hermione said, a ghostly smile on her lips.

    “No, my dear. I know that all your red and yellow bravery also hides a greatly sentimental person.”

    He’d taken her in his arms to rock her.

    “Come? Let’s have a last tour in this castle. Malko and Emma are taking our luggage. We can take our time saying our farewell.”

    Hermione stroked with affection the statue of the humpbacked witch. “It’s lucky that you can’t speak. Keep the secrets of the future students—especially if their names are Potter or Weasley.”

    “I feel like I won’t like your explanation,” Severus said, completely belied by his grin. He suspected that a great outpouring of past misdeeds would occur today.

    “This brave witch is the faithful guardian of a passageway that goes until Honeydukes,” Hermione said, her face sporting a smile that would have fitted a Slytherin. Severus was wide-eyed. “The candies came through there,” she continued, “like the culprit who had thrown mud on Malfoy’s head.”

    “I can’t believe what I’m hearing. Harry really went to Hogsmeade while Black was on the loose? But who told him about this passageway?”

    “Who do you think? The twins, obviously. Fred and George, you remember them?”

    “Them? No chance that I forget them. Come to think of it, they were good at potions making, and their swamp was quite a feat.”

    “That day, no one tried to help Umbridge,” Hermione teased him.

    “You think so? I loved it when I let the snakes outside my classroom. I cast a Stupefy on them so that they grew in number. It kept Umbridge occupied.”

    They burst out laughing while remembering that mad afternoon of the toad woman.

    “Severus,” Hermione said more solemnly, “speaking of Sirius, you’ve never explained why you were persuaded that he’d betrayed Harry’s parents.”

    Severus sighed deeply and stared at the floor.

    “I was there, Hermione, when Voldemort came to kill Harry’s parents, as well as Arlin and Aya. Two other Lendoren couples were with the Longbottoms. We knew that Voldemort intended to fulfil part of the prophecy that night by killing one of the boys, but we didn’t know which. We knew it for I was already spying on Voldemort for the Lendoren.”

    Severus stopped speaking for a long time, deep in his memories. Hermione got near him and snuggled against him to convey all the love she felt for him, and all the support he clearly needed while recalling those events.

    “A few minutes before Voldemort’s arrival, we saw Black coming out of the Potters’ house. He stopped a moment on the threshold, and then mounted his motorbike with a mocking smile, as if he’d just played a good prank on somebody. I knew that smile very well; it was the one he sported when he wanted to make me his victim. We also knew he was the closest of the Potters; they’d got along well since their first year, a bit like Ron and Harry. Of course, we knew he was Harry’s godfather. But to see that smile, and then Voldemort arrived, Sirius fought with Pettigrew, whose little finger was the only body piece we could find, we concluded that Black had betrayed the Potters, all the more since Lupin was convinced that Black was their secret-keeper, and not Pettigrew.”

    “What were you doing there? Was there something you wanted to know?”

    “Oh no, Hermione, not just that. We were there to protect the boy. The mark Voldemort left on Harry is actually the consequence of a rather complex Lendoren spell, which uses the love a person feels for another. Arlin and Aya mastered that spell, as well as Vera and Oleg who were at the Longbottoms’. It took them ten years to master it, and they’ve used it only once, on Evans and Harry. That was the reason Voldemort’s Avada Kedavra rebounded off and struck him back. Lendoren magic is white magic, and can’t kill straight out. What about you: how did you know about Pettigrew? Why did you go to the Shrieking Shack”

    “The day you caught Harry with the map that has insulted you, you remember that Lupin confiscated the map?”

    “Indeed.”

    “He’d recognised it at once, of course, and Harry confided to me that the scene was rather ugly. He was under the impression that you didn’t care what could happen to him, and even that you would have been quite happy to have him expelled from school.”

    “It’s both right and wrong, Hermione. I couldn’t see Evans’ legacy in his character, whereas his father was a lot more … destructive toward those who didn’t share his opinions. But I knew I had to help him survive, in spite of all his shenanigans.”

    “Later, we went to see Hagrid under the Invisibility Cloak because we found Ron’s rat, Scabbers. Sirius smelt him and literally drew Ron under the Whomping Willow. In the meanwhile, Lupin had activated the map in his office and had seen Pettigrew’s label. That’s why he joined us under the Whomping Willow. You know the rest.”

    “But how did Harry get the map back after Lupin had confiscated it?”

    “He gave it back to Harry the day he left the castle, when you revealed he was a werewolf.”

    “He did it in revenge. It was akin to giving permission to Harry to wander as he wished in the castle. Did he know that Harry had an Invisibility Cloak? Besides, where does that cloak come from? I believed it was Lupin’s when I found it near the Whomping Willow, but I never thought it could belong to Harry.”

    “If you’d believe that, you’d have tried to get your hands on it,” Hermione said cheerfully.

    “Of course! With it and the map, he could do whatever he wanted in the castle. You imagine what it would be like for me, who had his survival in charge? So, whose brilliant idea was it to give him that cloak?”

    “Dumbledore.”

    Severus stared at her, wide-eyed.

    “No, surely you jest?”

    “Not at all.” Hermione laughed frankly. “He gave it to him for his first Christmas here. It used to belong to his father.”

    “I knew those Marauders would harass me even after their deaths,” Severus sighed.

    “But Ron and I could hide ourselves from the Dictator thanks to it, Erwin. That cloak allowed us to thwart Voldemort several times.”

    Hermione felt at peace. She now knew she could leave the castle. She smiled at Severus and Apparated them both to the Silvery Circle.

    --------------------------------------------------------------------------------

    Epilogue

    Hermione finally chose to be a researcher in medicine so that she could both have external contacts and work with Severus, who was unquestionably one of the best Potions Masters. As she worked with him, she understood better why he had been exasperated to repeat endlessly the same simple Potions to Hogwarts students.

    Malko and Filick had kept their teaching position at Hogwarts. For a year, Emma had lived with Malko and discreetly Apparated to the castle every morning. She prepared for her NEWTs in the Community’s Hall, where she received help from the other Lendoren. She didn’t shake anymore when she saw Severus, and the two couples became close friends.

    Two years later, Hermione took it into her head to fulfil one of Severus’ dearest, but also most secret, wishes: to give him a child to love. After Severus had half-heartedly protested that she had time and that she could live a bit for herself, her answer had been pithy.

    “I want you to be young enough to appreciate its future shenanigans at Hogwarts!”

    One year later, Hermione gave birth, after a long and difficult delivery, to a small boy who was named Nichlo. She knew against all odds that Severus was made to be a father when she saw him take care of their little boy while helping her during recovery. His veneer of harshness was gone when he was with his family only; he was very patient with the baby, who seemed to have inherited his father’s explosive temper and black eyes. Harry, Ginny and Ron couldn’t believe their eyes when they received the birth announcement: it displayed a photo of their ex-teacher, smiling in his sleep, his son laying down on him. Two years later, Hermione gave birth to a little girl called Arianna.

    She was unsurprisingly a very anxious mother. Severus, for his part, didn’t let them get off with any stupid thing they did, and was naturally gifted for finding them at the worst moments. However, he could tear himself away from his work at once when one of his children needed him, or just for playing with them. Hermione was very surprised: had she done the same, a storm would have risen between them. But with time, they learnt not to take to heart the other’s teasing and remarks, and soon, they were one of the pillars of the Community.

    Severus cast a triumphant look at Hermione when Nichlo was sorted in Slytherin, but Hermione paid him back when Arianna, quite in her mother’s footsteps, was sorted in Gryffindor. Besides, the eldest son of Harry and Ginny, Garwin, was there too. He’d found out an old piece of parchment in his father’s things, and had taken said old piece of parchment with him at Hogwarts as soon as he knew what it was.

    Fin


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