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Nothing But a Kiss COMPLETE	By : Snapes_Slave Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 12647 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Of course it isn't mine! you must have wrackspurts in your head if you thought this belonged to anyone but JK Rowling! And I certainly make no money from this, though it would be nice, especially with the government shutdown...

They woke the next morning, limbs entangled, hair strewn over pillows and faces, to a very exited Lorelei in the next room.
"I'll get her. Perhaps you should get ready while I dress her and pack her bag for Minerva." Severus said, his voice pure gravel, as he leaned over placing a kiss on her brow.
"Mmmmm. Good morning, Severus. I'll just be a moment in the shower so you can go." She stretched lazily in his king size four poster. "Minerva shouldn't need much, really just her favorite toys and perhaps a coat if they go outside." She climbed out of the bed, ignoring her nude state and adding just a touch of wiggle to her walk for Severus' sake, and headed to shower. He quickly jumped out of bed and caught her around the waist.
"You'll be the death of me, woman." he rumbled into the side of her neck before taking a step back and swatting her playfully on the behind. "And good morning to you as well." She laughed and closed the door.
A short time later, with both of them showered and dressed and the baby packed, they headed through the halls towards the headmistresses chambers, letting Lorelei walk and explore the castle on her own. When the arrived at Minerva's quarters, she ushered them in quickly. Hermione looked around the room and at the woman. She'd never seen her former head of house in anything less than the professional teaching robes, so to see her in a more casual floor length skirt and a sort of peasant blouse, she was quite surprised. Upon inspecting the room and discovering not one hint of Gryffindor colors, she was taken aback. The room was very tastefully decorated in light creams and dusky rose colors with some bronze accents. There was a softly upholstered sofa with a light pick floral pattern on it in front of a low table by the hearth with two wing back Princess Anne style chairs on either side. Hermione hid her surprise quickly and sat at one end of the sofa while Severus took the other end, placing the baby between them for the few minutes her attention was held.
They chatted and ate the breakfast that the house elves had brought up. Lorelei had her first truly English breakfast and seemed to enjoy every bit of it as she made little smacking noises between bites. Minerva appeared to be settling in to the grandmother role quite nicely as she fed small bites to the toddler, who squealed with excitement at each bite and frustration when they took too long. Before they knew it, breakfast had passed and it was time for Hermione to face her secret keeper.
"Minerva, breakfast was lovely. It's been so long since I've had a Full English." She said rubbing her full stomach in emphasis.
"Of course, Hermione. I'm glad you enjoyed it. Have you brought everything I need for the little princess? I can't imagine it would be much. I can transfigure, conjure or order up most of what she'll need."
"I've brought a change of clothes, though I doubt she'll need them, a bit of dirt never hurt anyone. Her coat, in case you go outside, some books, and her pig and blanket in case we aren't back before she needs a nap. Do you think you'll need anything else?" Hermione asked, handing the small bag to the woman.
"I think we shall be just fine, my dear. Perhaps we should go see Albus. I'm sure he would love a closer look at the girl." She said, bending over to lift the child into her arms and kissing her little cheek. Lorelei giggle and placed a very wet and open mouthed kiss on the headmistresses cheek to which Severus laughed.
"Sorry about that. She doesn't quite understand to close her mouth for that yet. It makes me feel a bit better though. It means she's comfortable with you." He offered as explanation.
"Don't worry about it. If dirt won't hurt you, what's a bit of spittle between a girl and her grandmother?" She said giving a soft smile. "Now off with the both of you. We'll be here when you've finished with Kingsley." She said shooing them both out of the room.

********** (Dark content ahead. Listing of injuries and mention of rape... if you can't handle it skip over anything in bold)
They arrived in front of the ministry, her hand desperately clasping his. Her grip tightened the farther into the building they got.
"Hermione, it will be fine. I'm right here. I won't leave you unless you want me to. Let's just get this over with, alright? Then we can take the little one over to meet her other family and her other grandmother. How does that sound?" He asked, lifter their closed hands to his lips and kissing her knuckles which had gone white from her grip.
"Yes, that sounds lovely. I just... I don't want you to freak out. There are some things I've done in my time away. Things you don't know about that aren't exactly pretty. Just try to remember that I was playing my part the same as everyone else." She halted them just outside the Minister's office, glancing up shyly into his face.
"Hermione, spy or not, I was still a Death Eater once upon a time. You've never judged me for any of the things I had to do, so who am I to judge you for doing things to help our side?"
"You're right. Of course." She let out a harsh exhale and loosened her grip on his hand. "Right. Let's get this done." She offered him a smile before turning towards the secretary's desk and dropping a mask of indifference onto her face.
"Excuse me, I'm Hermione Granger. I need to see the Minister." She said to the top of the woman's head, instantly recognizing the woman to be Cho Chang. She was looking down at her desk, completely oblivious to everything going on around her. Hermione hoped she wouldn't realize who she was and just let her go.
"I'm sorry, the Minister doesn't take meetings unless you have an appointment- Wait Hermione? Oh my Gods! It's been so long! How have you been? What have you been up to? I can't believe this! No one's seen or heard from you in so long!" She rattled off, beginning to ramble. Severus was quickly approaching his threshold of politeness, but it seemed that Hermione had already surpassed her own.
"Cho, it's lovely to see you again, but I must see the Minister. If you won't tell him I'm here, I have no problem just going in myself. He should be expecting me." and with that she breezed passed her stuttering former classmate and burst into the office.
There sat Kingsley, behind his large mahogany desk, piles of paperwork covering almost every available square inch of the room. He looked up from a stack of parchment and immediately stood when he realized who had walked through his door.
"You really should get better help, Kingsley. She nearly attacked me with excitement and curiosity." Hermione said by way of greeting before taking a seat in one of the uncomfortable chairs on the opposite side of his desk as Severus took the other.
"Hermione. It's been too long." He tried to lean in for a hug which she pointedly ignored in favor of her fingernails. He finally took the hint, sitting back down into his own chair. "You're a bad influence on her Snape. She already sounds like you."
"Perhaps that might have something to do with you leaving her out in another country, thousands of miles from her friends, with no way to communicate with them. I don't think my influence is to blame for her behavior at this time." Snape said derisively.
"Yes, well. *ahem* right. Well, it is standard protocol after the type of work you have been doing to meet up and go over things. First off, it is important for you to know that everyone you came in close contact with for your cover job, was obliviated of any memories involving you. It was a very clever memory charm. Quite basically, they will have their memories still, but when they try to recall you they will be unable to. I do hope you followed the rules I set out for you, and that you have not implemented any major changes that would not be supported without your presence. All records of Hollie Green have been wiped out and she never existed. Your daughter's birth and her doctor's records have been wiped as well, but they were all backed up at St. Mungo's beforehand so nothing will be lost. Have I missed anything?"
"I believe it is standard procedure also, to go over all arrests, injuries and deaths during my mission and the final outcomes." She said. Severus looked over at her. She was acting like a different person, completely closed off emotionally, trying to focus on the facts only and getting it all over with. She reminded him quite a bit of himself. It was a bit unnerving.
"Yes. Right. 4 deaths: Reinboldt Stanshion, Abbetha Aimes, Elizabeth Drew, and of course Fenrir Greyback." At this Severus started. He had no idea Hermione had come up against the werewolf. Thank the Gods she had killed him. He hoped it had been easy, but knew better. At least she was ok now.
"Injuries sustained: 3 concussions, 6 broken ribs, 4 cracked, broken arm, fractured femur, broken nose, shattered left hand, broken ankle, major stab wounds to the lower left abdomen, and lower back, minor lacerations, and of course some heavy bruising, all successfully healed with minimum scarring and no after effects." Severus hadn't been expecting to hear all of this. He grasped her had and gave a squeeze of reassurance, but somehow she knew that he was the one needing to be reassured, as she squeezed back and looked his way with apology in her eyes before saying, "And what about the other injuries? Are we leaving those out?"
"Other injuries? I don't see anything else in your records here..." He waffled carelessly shuffling through random parchments on his desk and avoiding any eye contact with the two people currently taking up residence in his office.
"Yes. Other injuries. Fractured scapula, shattered Zygomatic and Maxilla bones, cracked mandible, 3 broken ribs, 2 cracked, punctured lung, dislocated shoulder, ruptured spleen, severe kidney distress and bruising, massive internal bleeding, severe vaginal tearing and bruising, severe anal tearing, bruising and fissures, broken patella, and some more minor lacerations and bruising. And of course, pregnancy. Are we just not going to list all that?" She stated in a deadpan voice. Her face was blank, her breathing was normal, her eyes were cold, harsh and unfeeling, nearly accusatory. Severus' heart broke for the broken woman that should have been before him, but his chest swelled with pride as he saw how strong she was being. This may not be the face of her attacker, but she was smart enough to know a cover up when she saw one and she was strong enough to show that she truly was a survivor.
"Right, well I thought you may be uncomfortable discussing that... you know, present company and all..." He trailed off.
"If I was uncomfortable with Severus here, I wouldn't have insisted that he come. Now are those injuries in my records or not?"
"Ah, yes, here they are. Not sure how I missed that. Now on to arrests. 16. They are all stated here by name, I will gloss over a few that were brought in groups though. First there was a group of 4 from your last mission in Washington D.C. that belonged to the 'Dark Rising' group, 3 from Salem that were a part of the 'Rebel Uprising', 4 from Boston that made up the 'Riddle Support Squad', such a silly name if you ask me, Liam Schornbach and Dillon Treachly who fancied themselves the next Dark Lord, and of course Lucius and Draco Malfoy and Bellatrix Lastrange. Now most of them were tried and quickly sent to Azkaban where they will remain for life sentences due to their crimes. However, Draco was acquitted and freed." He read off a sheet of parchment appearing almost clinical in his report. It would almost seem as if none of this made any difference to the man, but if you watched closely, his eyes would twitch just the slightest bit when he said certain names, mainly Lucius and Bellatrix. Severus couldn't blame the man, they had been the worst of the worst of war criminals, but something just didn't feel right about it to him.
"So Lucius will be unable to buy his ticket out of Azkaban this time? Such a pity." Severus asked, watching the man features closely. There it was. The twitch.
"No. He was able to stop us from giving him the kiss, but has thus far been unable to buy a way out. He has been in cell number 293 at Azkaban prison for almost 5 years now. He was Hermione's first arrest." His gaze was shifty and sweat was beginning to form on his brow, but Severus decided to ease up. He would keep this reaction to himself for the time being. It was certain to mean something, but he just wasn't sure what.
"Right. I did feel bad about Draco. I'm glad he was freed. He really did change at the end of things. He actually helped me restrain his father. I think he was truly sick of being told what to do, who to be. Good for him." Hermione retorted. "Is there anything else we need to go over, Minister? I'd like to head back to the castle and see my daughter over to the Burrow." Her mask of indifference was back up and she was looking more impatient.
"Ah, actually just one thing. Erm... the muggle. The one who... attack-"
"The one who raped me. Yes, what about him, Kingsley?"
"Is there any particular reason I got a call from the American Minister yesterday telling me that he had been beaten nearly to death and the guards had all been put under memory charms as to forget the perpetrator?" It looked like Kingsley had suddenly found his back bone, as he harshly questioned the woman in front of him.
"I have no idea what you're talking about! I didn't even go to the trial! Why the bloody hell would I go to his cell and beat him to death? Hell, I don't even know what prison he's in!" Hermione was livid! She would have loved to do such a thing, but somehow, Shacklebot had made it impossible for her to find the man. Suddenly an idea struck her.
"Severus? What exactly were these... errands you had to run yesterday?" She said in a soft voice as Severus stared at a suddenly interesting spot of carpet. Her voice cracked on the last word and she reached over and took his hand gently in hers. He looked up and saw the gratitude in her whiskey eyes.
"I may have made a little visit to the Bolduc Correctional Facility in Warren Maine." He said by way of explanation, before looking at the former order member- turned Minister of Magic. "My apologies if I made more work for you. I felt it needed to be done. I did leave him alive, though."
"Barely. He may not make it to the end of the week. Actually, I was given the photos. Very nice work Severus. I shall overlook it. In fact, I'm not even sure where the paperwork went on that. Hmm. Something to think about, I suppose." With that, he rose from his chair and attempted to shake the hands of his former friends. Both refused, as they stood up and walked to the door of the office. Hermione turned to face him offering one last thought before leaving the office.
"Kingsley, You took advantage of me. You thought me naive and gullible and preyed on it. You kept me alone and solitary for as long as you needed to, and when the time came to bring me back, you left me. I will never forget that. You deprived myself and my daughter from having family and friends in our lives. I doubt I will ever forgive you for that. Don't ever ask me for help again. Good day."
Hermione had grown up. No longer would she be the girl she had been. The know-it-all who did anything for someone with no questions asked. No long would she go somewhere without knowing all the details. She was harder, more cold, more focused. It was the end of her innocence. It was the undoing of her young Gryffindor self. But she was also smarter and more prepared to handle the world. Severus could not be more proud of his witch in that moment. She was strong and capable and could more than handle herself. He took her hand and led her from the cramped building, leading her back to the castle, back to her family and friends, and back to her daughter. It was time for her to truly heal, and he vowed to be there every step of the way with her.

A/N
Guys, I hope I'm doing alright here... This was actually pretty tough to write. I wanted to be sure I got the voices right. I know Kingsley is a bit OOC but it does come into play at some point. The story is somewhat mapped out, but not entirely. There is always room for suggestions and things you might like to see happen. Next chapter will be the Burrow. I am stoked for this one. There should be lots of fun and exciting things, some more reactions of people. Anything in particular you want Ron, Harry, or any of the Weasleys to say or do hit me up!! It may be a few days before the next chapter is put up so please get any requests in prior to, and you can definitely look forward to reading a reply of some kind, whether it's in the story or right here. Thanks!
Suzaku_Lancelot I'm glad you like where we're heading here. I confess that the first lemon was totally not my best work, but all subsequent lemons will be picked directly from the tree. I'm sure you can imagine how hard it is to write after working the long weekend...
Discord_The_Lunatic It may have been a bit saccharine, but I just couldn't help it. Her reaction will be coming up. I think she liked it, based of what she did in the office. What do you think?
HarryGinny4EVA I know, I know, the maiming... Such a shame really. Kingsley always seemed like such a good guy. There never can be a really good MOM huh? Albus may be right... i guess we'll have to see. I just go where the characters take me.
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