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WHAT THE HEART WANTS	By : Mistress Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 15904 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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The rooms at St Mungo’s looked pretty much the same as the ones in anyone of Muggle’s hospitals. It’s been two weeks since she checked him in. Two weeks of waiting, hoping and falling asleep by the side of his bed and to no result. Hermione was getting desperate. She put away the book she was reading and got up from her chair to stretch. At the same time, door opened and Harry’s head showed up. – “Hey Mione. How are you? I have an hour or so of free time and I thought I’d pick you up for a quick lunch.” - "Yeah, lunch actually sounds good right about now.” He took a quick glance at his former potions Professor. - “Still nothing?” She shook her head with a sigh – “No. Ok, let’s go before you run out of time.” They came down to the cafeteria, picked up a few sandwiches and some pumpkin juice and sat down to eat. – “I don’t know Harry, it’s been so long and they still can’t tell when and if he is going to wake up.” - “It’s just a matter of time I guess. He just needs a bit more of it.” – “I suppose. What about you? How’s things with Draco?” Harry shook his head – “Not amazing. He’s still upset about Lucius. After his mom walked out on them, he isolated himself in the Mansion. Won’t come out of his room. Draco have tried to talk some sense into him but he just doesn’t want to listen. Asking to leave him alone.” – “Did Draco tell him about you?” – “No. He didn’t have the chance to talk to him properly yet, not at all actually. But somehow, I don’t think Lucius will be thrilled to learn that his son is in love with another wizard. And not just any wizard, me off all people. And about the fact that there is no chance he will produce an heir to the name of Malfoy any time soon.” Hermione gave him a cheering smile. – “Well, you never know. I hear today’s medicine has gone far. Maybe you’ll be able to get pregnant after all. Or is it him, who will be carrying?” Harry spit up the juice that he was sipping and through his head back in laughter. – “What have the world come to, Mione? he said still smiling. “You are in love with Snape and I am head over hills for the guy that has been a pain in my arse all the way through school. Well, maybe not all the way, but still.” – “Trust me, the world, as crazy as it is now, is still better than it was before, when Voldemort was still alive. I just wish Severus would wake up to see it.” He put his hand on hers. “You know, I wouldn’t be able to Defeat Voldemort without you and Ron. And without Snape too. If it wouldn’t be for his work and constant protection …” he trailed off. - “I have been nothing but an arse to him. After I saw his memories, I understood how wrong I was this whole time. At least you’ll have something nice to say to him when he wakes up. I don’t know how will I look him in the eyes, after all I have said and done. I basically left him to die there. If you wouldn’t summon Fawkes in time, he would be already dead.” A few tears escaped from his eyes. She cupped his face and wiped the tears off with her fingers. – “You didn’t have any other choice. You needed to go and face the Dark Lord. I know he’ll forgive you. You’ll see.”
Harry gave her a wry smile. - “Are we talking about the same Snape? He never forgave anyone for anything and deducted points from us constantly. Well, unless you were a Slytherin or a Malfoy.” – “Don’t worry, we will figure it out when the time comes.” – “I suppose.” He got up. “I have to go Mione. I’ll see you tomorrow for lunch, ok?” – “Sure. Say hi to Draco from me.” – “Oh, I almost forgot. I saw Ginny the other day. She was asking about you.” – “Yeah, I haven’t had a chance to talk to her yet. I heard Ron and the rest of the family is still with Charlie in Romania. How is she holding up?” – “Ok, I guess. She was really upset about Fred’s death, but now she’s better. Preparing to become a mediwitch. She was always good with healing. She’ll have a few months of medical practice here, in St Mungo’s, before apprenticing with Madame Pomfrey in Hogwarts.” – “Say hi to her from me Harry. Tell her, I’ll owl as soon as I can.” She hugged her best friend and went up to the room.
She sat on the bad and stroked his face with her hand. He was so still. His pale face, with the lack of sunshine, looked as if it was made out of marble. His raven hair has grown almost up to his shoulders, but she didn’t want to cut it. It suited him. She brought her lips to his forehead and kissed him. – “Wake up. Please. I really need you. I have missed you so much. Everyone did. Professor Dumbledore and professor McGonagall will be here tomorrow. They have missed you too. They want you to come back to teach Potions again. And Harry visits often. He feels really bad about how he treated you” she said with a sigh. “For a split second, I thought that I’ve lost you, but Fawkes’s tears brought you back and now, all you need to do is wake up.” She felt her eyes filling up with tears again. She covered his hand with hers. “Please…” A few tears ran down her cheeks and fell onto his arm, as she felt his fingers twitch ever so slightly.
The movement was so weak she almost didn’t notice it, but it was there. She stroked his arm and brought it to her lips for a kiss. There, she felt it again. She looked at his eyes and saw eyelashes trembling as if he was waking up from a deep sleep and couldn’t bring himself to open them fast enough. She brought her head down to his, cupped his face with her hands and kissed his eyes. A very quiet whisper came from his lips – “Hermione”. She smiled and stroked his face with her fingers. – “That’s right. I’m here with you. Open your eyes. Please, look at me.”
As his eyes opened, she put her head onto his chest and threw her arms around his shoulders. – “Water” she heard another whisper. “Can I have a glass of water”. – “Of course.” she got a glass of water from the table next to his bed and carefully brought it to his lips. He gave her a weak smile. – “Thank you. Where am I?” – “You’re in St Mungo’s hospital.” – “How long have I been here?” – “Two weeks”. – “Two weeks?” his breathing became louder. “How? Did Potter… Did he win?” She put her hand on his cheek and stroked it. – “Yes, the war is over. We won. There is nothing left of Voldemort but bad memories.” His breathing became normal again and he shook his head. – “I can’t believe it.” He couldn’t talk for a while, so she stayed quiet just waiting for the information to sink in, until he spoke again. – “How did I get here?” – “I brought you here. After you gave Harry your memories, he left for the last battle. I was there with him that night. I realized that I didn’t have much time, so I went to get professor Dumbledore. But he was on the field with Harry, so I ran to his office and summoned Fawkes. He flew with me back to the Shrieking Shack. I just hoped that we will not be late. When we arrived, you were at your last breath. Fawkes dropped a few of his tears on your neck, where Nagini’s bite was and disappeared right after. For a few moments there, you were …” she trailed off and wiped a tear from her eye. “But then you started to breathe again. By that time, the final battle was over. Harry came back shortly after and we transferred you here. As I said, it’s been two weeks since that day. Doctors couldn’t tell me when or even if you are going to wake up, so I stayed here.” He squeezed her hand with his and smiled. – “You have stayed with me here, for this whole time?” She gave him a wry smile. – “Well, you know how it usually works after each one of your encounters with the Dark Lord. Somebody needed to patch you up.” He smiled. – “Thank you. For everything.” – “I’m just glad that you’re back. Now rest and I’ll go to call the doctor.”
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