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Author: Queen Celestia
Disclaimer: No Own HP
AN: Wanted to write 100 word drabbles.
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He knew it was wrong. From the moment she
entered his office, to the moment he had decided to seduce. But hell, he did
not care anymore.
“Headmaster,” her brown eyes beckoned to
him, to do things he knew he shouldn’t be doing. Hell! She was his secretary.
But the riding up of her skirt, and the
deliberately dropped quill made it hard for him to remember, as she leant
across the desk to kiss him. For some vague reason, he had reason to believe,
that it had been her seducing him all along.
Not the other way around.
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They were in the soup now.
She pensively bit her lip, her brown eyes
beseechingly looking at his.
Hands fell protectively over her still flat
stomach.
Everything hung on him.
Would she still have her job, or would she
have to move?
She did not ask for anything more than her
job.
No matter what, she would keep the baby.
Once it was revealed that she was unmarried
and pregnant; she would become an outcast of society.
She forced herself calm.
It was her decision to participate; her
actions were the sin, not the baby.
She had no regrets.
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Coward.
That’s what he was.
After, he had drunk himself stupid.
Her words, determination and stance telling
him she would make it on her own.
There was no need to tie her down due to
obligations of their actions.
She had quietly accepted her fate, leaving
to live in the Muggle world.
He knew that she could never love such a
man as him.
No matter how much he was in love with her.
Asked where she had gone, he used the story
she had told him.
Gone away on research.
When asked how long, he told them “indefinite.”
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It was an accident.
To meet in the middle of
Muggle London.
Their eyes met, their hearts beating
rapidly, each trying to form a sentence that wouldn’t be laced with awkwardness
before their attention was torn by the small black haired brown eyed boy who
tugged on his mothers hand and asked who that man was.
Both mouths opened, each one trying to
define what they were now, ignoring what they had been – although that had
never really had a name.
Before anything could be said, the crowds
pushed them apart, the boys plaintive voice still
heard by Severus.
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Dating had failed entirely after Severus.
At first she put it down to her devoting
all the time to her son, but then, after ten arranged dates through her mother,
found that she was looking for Severus in each one.
Needless to say, each had failed, and
Horatio never worried about Mummy having a new boyfriend, for she never had
one.
She missed Severus
deeply, not just her body, but her soul yearned to reach out and touch him.
Yearned to storm Hogwarts and tell him to
marry her right now, so that they wouldn’t be apart ever again.
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When she got the letter admitting her son
to Hogwarts, signed Headmaster Severus Snape, she fainted dead away, only to be
woken up by a very worried Horatio.
Explaining, had taken awhile, for she had
closely guarded her son from the knowledge of the Wizarding
world.
After, a long silence followed, to be
broken by, “So my father was a Wizard then?”
A brief shaky nod, before he asked, “Then
who was he?”
For the rest of the week Horatio refused to
speak to her, imitating the stony silence that met him when he asked who his
father was.
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Coupling in a broom closet had not been on
the agenda.
She had come to him, to discuss the
situation of their son, when things had taken an entirely different course when
she touched his hand.
It was electric, and they could not even
make it to the Headmasters room, veering into the nearest private area
possible.
Her legs about his waist, her arms around
his neck, their mouths battling for dominance,
her breathy whispers in his ear, as he slid deep inside her, it all
felt right again.
She had come home.
“I love you Hermione. Marry me.”
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Explaining happened to be the second
hardest part, the hardest being their separation.
Hand in hand, Hermione faced her peers,
while Severus silently gave her his strength.
The hardest confrontation came when she
told her son.
His face had been unreadable, as he looked
at his father, to his mother.
Silence stretched into minutes, Hermione’s
worried face stretched taught against her sons judgment.
Severus’ face was neutral. It was apparent she was
telling the truth, for his resemblance to the man was obvious.
Finally, he opened his mouth, “So why
didn’t you two get married in the first place?”
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AN: Just a mini break story to say I’m still alive and to run my mind
out of its rut, not sure if it’s working though!
Please review!
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