Mistakes
By Alan's Only
Chapter 12- Epilog
The last day of school came very fast and Hermione found herself on the train ride home in a matter of just a week. In that time she tried to avoid Ron. But in the leaving feast Ron came to her and talked. Dating had stoped but they could try the friend thing again. She didn't see her savior though, and not unity the leaving feast did she notice it, it saddened her but what could she do?
On the train ride Ron said something about staying loose and keeping his options open instead of jumping in to the dating pool right away. Hermione still highly doubted that even if he got married he would close his options. Which she voiced aloud.
" would not! I would be totally hers!"Ron said. He turned his nose in to the air with a humf.
"Suurree!" said Harry, with a smile.
As Ron's ears turned pink at which they started to laugh. Hermione sighed and laid back on the caridges set. Her friends wheeled around her all happy.
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None of them noticed that the birthday girl wasn't in the 'fun' zone. It was her 20th birthday; she should be happy. But the gaping hole in her heart said different. It has been 3 years 5 months, 2 weeks, 5 days, 18 hours, and 30 minutes sense she last saw a glimpse of her potions master. She had trying to convince herself that it was just a little thing but like any girl the thoughts of a movie reunion came to her, were after awhile of not seeing him he would show up some random day and sweep her away.
"Come on, Hermione! Time for presents!" said Ginny. The smile on her face warmed Hermione's almost frozen heart. Hermione smiled back and waited for the packages to be bundled on her lap.
"This one's from me!" said Harry. He handed her a small box. She opened it and she smiled. It was a muggle cell phone. She had been complaining that she needed one.
"Thanks Harry!" Hermione said. As she opened her presents from everyone else. Sure, her face looked like she was having the time of her life! But deep inside her heart was cooling back down. She had spent the last 3 years trying to tell herself that the kiss she shared with Snape was just a figment of her imagination. She had succeeded in the most part, yet when she slept, her dreams always returned to him.
As the last present was opened, a stuffed dragon from Ginny, Hermione;s mom brought in the home made cake. It was about mid-night when the last party person left. Hermione hugged her mom and dad and shut the door after them. Her little apartment looked so lonely and empty with every one gone. She picked up the little things she forgot about and brought them into the bedroom.
She flopped down on to her bed and held the dragon to her chest. Its soft fur tickled her arms. Just as her eyes were closing a faint knocking was heard at the front door. She thought she had imagined it but then it came again, if possible softer than before.
There stood a man in a black silk shirt, black jeans, and his long black hair pulled back into a low ponytail.
"Professor Snape?" she asked hesitating.
"I was hoping that... I could-talk to you," He said with a faint smile.
"Come on in," she said and lead him in to the living room. 'Hermione, I'm sorry for not reaching you or replying to your letters, I just...couldn't" he said his face falling. He sat on the couch and looked at the floor.
Hermoine was abit startled that he jumped in with both feet but she took it in swing, "Why didn't you come?"
"For my body knew before my mind did that if I did go to you I would do something I wasn't sure i wanted to do or if I would sorely regret it." Snape said crypicly
"Oh-well, thank you for...waiting to come," said Hermione unable to think of something else to say. But then her lips muttered one of the many questions in her head; "Do you love me or did me saying you might so, long ago make your feelings fade ?"
"I would've thought that waiting to come would help you realize it? That I wanted you to get situated and have asteady home, to make sure if I wasn't what you wanted that you could live with out me," he said. His head rose to meet hers and their eyes locked.
"The time...made me think differently..." she said her eyes fell. Her head also fell and landing her chin on her chest. Snape lifted up her face with a finger. His deep brown eyes met chocolate ones covered in tears.
"No more crying, alright?" he said. She tried to blink them away but that only made them trail down her face. He moved his other hand and the one holding her chin. And they both wiped her tears with their thumbs as the rest of the fingers played with the curly hair. Snape had just enough time to move his hands when Hermione threw herself on to him and started to cry into his chest. He just held her and let her cry. He muttered little things in to her hair. But never pushed her away. He waited tell her sobs subsided then said, "Why all the tears?"
"Because I'm happy to see you and I thought that I never would again! Or that when I did see you, that you would hate me!" she said, her face never leaving his chest. The smell of him and feel of his heartbeat against her cheek, comforted her.
"Hermione I'm sorry I caused you so much pain I never would've guessed..." he whispered barely high enough for Hermione to make out the words. She pulled back and looked at him in the eyes. His eyes now, too, had tears.
"A great man told me once, 'Never jump to conclusions,'" she said with a smile, "Even if it seems like it is the best for both worlds and the one that you care about well not get hurt...All things hurt,just in different ways," Snape smiled and wiped her face again. Blinking away his tears. "Answer me this;Did you kiss me just to humor me?" she asked.
He did not answer back but did take her lips into another kiss. This time it was much different from the one in the hospital wing. Even though it was slow, they could both feel that the other meant it.
The End, FOR REAL!
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