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Home is where your heart is	By : Goddess81 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 10319 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Home is where your heart is.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except my warped mind (I probably don't even own that considering how often those sneaky and elusive creatures commonly known as plot bunnies hijack it)

I would like to give a big shout out to my fabulous beta ScarletQuill for being superb Xx

“Oh shit” Harry murmured as his Godfather and Remus stood in the kitchen giving him identical scowls and Lucius just looked amused and slightly baffled by everything that was going on.

“Drink anyone?” Draco smirked as he watched Harry pale under the glare of the older men.

“One question Harry how long have you been back in the country?” Remus asked gently.

Harry visibly gulped unsure of how Remus would take the news “About two weeks”

“He's been back nearly two weeks and he's only just letting us know he's here now!” Sirius exclaimed hotly to Remus, who appeared quietly put out himself.

“Look just take a seat, let me get you all a drink and then I'll explain everything” and hopefully Hermione will be here to help take some of the flak he added mentally.

Draco followed Harry to the kitchen “I thought you said Hermione would be here shortly, it's been nearly fifteen minutes”

“Do me a favour Draco, take these drinks through and I'm going to have a quick look for Hermione, she can't be far” said Harry handing Draco a tray with drinks on it.

“What you expect me to be your slave?” Draco teased dryly with a perked brow in a challenge.

“Not yet but the position's open if you want it” retorted Harry smoothly “However if you're disobedient I will resort to spanking”

“You don't have it in you” muttered Draco under his breath as he took the tray of drinks through to the lounge.

Unfortunately for Draco, Harry had heard what he'd said, but instead of acting on it straight away Harry filed that little nugget of information away till he had time to deal with it properly. Then he set about looking for his errant best friend, wherever she had gotten herself off to.

He slipped down the hallway and pressed redial on his phone, as he got to the front door he heard Hermione's ringtone muffled through the thick door, just as he hit the end button he heard a small thud and then silence.

“How odd” he thought as he waited for Hermione to make an appearance, but the door didn't open. “What the hell is she doing?” He muttered to himself as he yanked the front door open, only to be completely and utterly shocked by what he saw.

Hermione and Severus were locked in a passionate kiss and neither of them noticed Harry standing in the doorway, his mouth gaping like a fish, he watched unable to say anything till he saw Hermione's hand slide down Severus's back to stroke his bottom.

Taking advantage of the fact that they hadn't come up for air at least while he'd been stood there he decided to channel Umbitch and do his best impression of her.

“Eh hem” he said, casually leaning against the door frame.

The lovers quickly broke apart, and had both reached for their wands before they'd noticed Harry.

“Hello” Harry said cheerfully “Severus everybody is in the lounge if you'd like to go through”

Severus sheathed his wand and glared at Harry before reaching for Hermione's hand which still had her wand clenched tightly in it and brushed his lips over her white knuckles, he bowed ever so slightly to her and walked passed Harry without even sparing him a glance.

Hermione went to walk past a smirking Harry “Not one word” she warned as he began to open his mouth.

“But Sweetie I was just going to tell you that even though the 'I've just been thoroughly kissed within an inch of my life and I loved it' look is just absolutely adorable on you, you might want to take a look in the mirror in the hallway before you come through into the lounge” Harry gave a wink and left her to look at her reflection.

Hermione took one look at her reflection and smiled before fixing her hair and clothes to the way they looked before Severus got his hands on them, she applied a fresh coat of lip gloss and was back to her usual business like self before joining everybody else in the sitting room she caught the last bit of conversation between Severus and Remus before everybody spotted her and went quiet.

“Do stop pouting Sirius, I've brought you a bottle of your favourite whisky and as for you Remus I have a large selection of your favourite American chocolates” she gave them both a hug “We will tell you all everything, but first I'm going to get a drink can I get anybody anything” when everybody declined she walked into the kitchen completely oblivious to the open mouths of the males in the room.

As usually it was Draco who asked the most obvious question “Damn Harry when did Hermione get hot? When you said she had a glamour on earlier I presumed you meant that she still looked like used to. No wonder Uncle took forever getting here”

Severus sent his Godson a glacial look “I'd hold my tongue if I were you Draco, as you seem to be spouting a lot of nonsense”

Hermione walked back in the room carrying a glass of amber liquid with ice “I do apologise Lucius I must seem rather rude not saying hello to all my guests, I'm delighted to see you again”.

“The pleasure's all mine I can assure you, I must say I'm looking forward to hearing why you and Harry left Wizarding Britain and what you've been up to since.” Lucius replied being his usual charming self

“And we would still like to know why it's taken so long to tell us that you're back in the country” asked Sirius.

Harry exchanged looks with Hermione who just shrugged “Officially we left five years ago because we were fed up with being hounded by the media, Hermione and Ron had a mutual break up, unofficially Hermione and Ron split up because she caught him banging his present wife at their engagement party at Grimmauld place”

Lucius leaned forward “May I ask what his reasons were for such unforgivable behaviour” he questioned smoothly.

“It's because I wanted to wait till my wedding night before we made love, I thought he did too but I was wrong because on the night of the party I went looking for my fiancé and found him humping Lavender in the bathroom on the second floor, apparently he needed a real witch who would satisfy his needs and according to his bit of fluff I was a bushy haired sexless, bookworm. Severus can corroborate my story because he was the one who stopped me kicking her arse muggle style”

“So Hermione are you still waiting for your wedding night?” asked a rather tactless Draco.

Harry sniggered and earned himself a pillow that smacked him in the middle of his face.

“Well seeing as my so called best friend has inadvertently answered that question for me? I will tell you that I have a rather healthy sexual appetite and Harry if you snigger one more time there's going to be trouble”

“So where did you go once you left Britain?” asked Severus.

“We boarded a plane to America and after a couple of hours in wizarding immigration, we bought a map closed our eyes and hit a random place where we headed to, we eventually ended up New Orleans and that's where we stayed. After a couple of months of doing nothing we were pretty bored so that's when we came up with the idea of opening a nightclub and after searching for a couple of months we found the perfect property and hey presto our flagship club The Jabberwocky was born” Harry answered.

Severus frowned “Flagship club? That would mean that you have more than one”

Hermione smiled “We sure do, the clubs downstairs are our fourth and fifth. Besides the Glass Slipper and the Owl and The Pussycat we have the Wolf and the Hood, The Lost Boys and The Jabberwocky. We needed that many just to help ease the tension with the rest of the supernatural community, they each have their preferred drinking hole, the Were's have the Wolf and The Hood for obvious reasons, The Lost Boys belongs to the Vamps and The Jabberwocky belongs to everybody else”

“Were's and Vamps? Please tell me you weren't hanging out with werewolves and Vampires?”asked Severus pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Like it's a big deal, after growing up here a few skirmishes between Were's and Vamps is nothing” said Harry “Besides our clients know that if anything untoward happens in our clubs we come down on them like a ton of bricks, and just so you know we operate a respect all magical creatures policy in our clubs”

“Yeah, yeah moving on what made you come back home?” asked Lucius

“Harry started feeling homesick about a year ago so we decided that if the perfect investment opportunity came up then we open up a nightclub here and move back, so when we got word from our agent at Gringotts about this place we snapped it up. We sent our remodelling team who were responsible for all of our clubs interior decorating over six months ago and they have only just finished a couple of weeks ago which is when we came back to put in the finishing touches and get it ready for opening night” Hermione finished the dregs of liquid in her glass and stood up to get a new one.

“So we're dreadfully sorry that we've not let anybody know that we're back but we have been extremely busy getting two completely different clubs ready to open on Saturday” said Harry looking pointedly at Sirius and Remus.

“I'm sorry Pup we've just missed the pair of you that's all, and you never tell us what's really going on in your letters, like we didn't know about the different communities you cater to” Remus admitted.

Hermione's phone buzzed indicting that she had a message, she flipped open her phone and then snapped it shut forcefully.

“Everything okay Mia?” asked Harry

“Just fine and dandy. Look I need to go and help my boys with their practise session as it seems that my lead singer has landed herself in St Mungo's after hitting on another witches boyfriend in the Leaky Cauldron” She started to walk towards the front door when she had an idea “Harry why don't you give everybody a tour of the building and you can meet me in the Owl later”

“Sounds like a plan to me, have you all got time for a personal tour? Draco got a tour earlier when I was busy showing him what we needed from his company”Harry asked everybody.

After everybody agreed Hermione said her goodbyes and headed to her club.

“So Harry I still don't understand why Hermione didn't take up something like teaching or brewing” questioned Lucius.

“Because she's not just a brain, she has other interests as well, don't get me wrong had we stayed here she probably would of done something like that because that is what people expected of her, just like they expected me to be an Auror or a Quidditch player and now we're fabulously wealthy, have thriving businesses and most importantly we're extremely happy.”

“So what happened to Jean-Paul you were dating a couple of months ago?” asked Sirius

“We split because neither of us were looking for long term, see a need...fill a need and he filled a need when I needed him to. I'll take us through the floo to the staff room and we'll go from there”

Draco waited with Harry as everyone went through the floo and he couldn't resist asking “Do you always need filling?”

Green eyes bored into mercurial ones.

“Not always, sometimes I fill the need in others” he winked at Draco and disappeared through the floo.

Draco waited a couple of seconds till his heart had stopped racing and followed him through.

Three quarters of an hour later they ended up outside the the Owl and the Pussycat where they could just hear the band start another song.

“And this is Hermione's baby, it's basically a club for wizards to go and enjoy some top class singing, have a lovely meal and dancing. It'll be an ideal place for dates, business meetings, birthday parties and she won't mind me telling you that she's trying to get it licensed for weddings but she needs to talk to Kingsley about it” Harry said proudly.

“Harry I thought Hermione said your lead singer was in St Mungo's?” asked Remus

“She did”

“Well who's singing then?”

Harry smiled broadly and pushed the door open “Hermione of course”

The five wizards followed Harry into the large room and were blown away by Hermione singing along with Jimmy at the piano.

“Baby close your eyes and listen to the music

Drifting through a summer breeze

It's a groovy night and I can show you how to use it

Come along with me and put your mind at ease”

Hermione waved at them as she continued singing.
“A little less conversation, a little more action please

All this aggravation ain't satisfactioning me

A little more bite and a little less bark

A little less fight and a little more spark

Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me

Satisfy me baby”

When the song finished she told the band to take five minutes and she walked down the steps to join the group.

“I see you found me and my boys, what do you think of room?” she asked them.

“It's wonderful and I think that your club is going to be a big success” remarked Remus.

“You really think so?” beamed Harry proudly.

“I agree with Remus, even if the Glass Slipper isn't to my taste, Hermione certainly is” said Lucius.

Hermione giggled “I'm glad you like it Lucius, I do hope you're all going to be here on Saturday night we've a special VIP section reserved for our special guests so please let me or Harry know how many seats you'll need. Now if you don't mind I'm going to kick you all out so my boys can continue their set” Hermione gave everybody a hug leaving Severus till last, casually slipping a note in his pocket.

“It has been fabulous seeing you all again and I'll hopefully see you all Saturday” she blew them a kiss and went back to the stage. Both Lucius and Severus enjoying her wiggle.

“Okay you heard the lady, let's mozy on back to the flat” said Harry doing a really terrible John Wayne impersonation which nobody other than Hermione would've understood.

The others just looked at him as if he'd grown two heads but followed him back upstairs leaving Hermione in peace.

A/N:The song Hermione sings A little less conversation is a song written by Mac Davis and Billy Strange originally recorded by Elvis Presley for the movie Live a Little, Love a Little in 1968.

My plot bunnies went on strike after the end of the last chapter I think it was because I was unwilling to give them all my attention (due to half term) how ever I have managed to capture one and bribe it with all the lovely reviews it wants to write this chapter.

Now you will all be pleased to know that Severus will be joining us. What delightful timing he's just arrived.

Severus enters the room dressed in his most severe teaching garments, the black robes billow out behind him.

Me: “Hello Severus”

Severus: “Hello Mistress, How may I serve you and your lovely readers?”

Me: “Well done Pet, you please me immensely, I'm glad you wore these robes all those buttons make a girl weak at the knees”

Severus: “Would you like me to remove them?”

Me: “Not yet, however I do want you want to give me a back rub with those long dexterous fingers of yours”

Severus “I would be honoured to serve you in this way Mistress”

*Her Royal Goddess groans in pleasure*

Severus: “Mistress?”

Me: *utters pure nonsense because all capability of speech has gone out the window*

Severus: “Do you plan to have have any of the other slaves perform for your fabulous readers?”

Me: “Good question, I shall however leave it up to them to let me know who they'd like to see perform, you do realise that there's a good chance that they'll want Sirius to perform don't you?”

Severus: “Of course Mistress, I just want you and your readers to be happy”

Me: “Oh you are such a wonderful slave I'm going to reward you, now go and wait in my private chambers and I'll be along momentarily.

Me: “Okay dear readers who would you like to see perform?, be warned though Filch is not included in this offer”

Much Love

Her Royal Goddess Xx
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