Well here it is the final chapter...yay me! I would have had this up sooner had there not been a problem with going down and not letting me in for many days...it was hard for me...but it gave me time to perfect this final chapter.
I apologize for spelling mistakes. We are functioning purely on me and my knowledge of spelling...no spell check...sorry!
Please check Chapter 1. I changed the title and the first paragraph of Chapter 1. I realized Snape doesn't steal christmas but Hermione definitely did! Sorry about that and about my little spew at you guys...
The ride up to the school calmed my nerves and soothed my anger. It was more the shock of the whole situation that riled my anger...Yet...there was still the matter of revenge lurking in my active thoughts. I knew Ja...Hermione's feelings for Sirius were the result of potions and magic. They were not a product of reality. My heart still ached at the thought that my Ja...Hermione had been so easily deceived. The potions Sirius had used though were two of the most potent known to man.
I knew I couldn't let her marry him. I had not intended on letting her marry him before I knew she was Jane and Jane was she. I must save her and avenge Ja..Hermione. Sirius would pay for this. Ja...Hermione did not need to be punished.
I began to press my fingertips together.
"Professor, are you alright?" the gentle, soft, cautious voice of Miss Weasley called through the haze shrouding my mind.
"I think I'll be fine," I answered quietly.
As I inspected my fingers my mind began to contrive a devious plot to avenge my broken heart as well as hopefully pull the fragmented pieces back together.
The carriage slowed to a stop and I pushed the door open and stepped out offering a hand to my apprentice.
"Miss Weasley," I said as I helped her down.
"Thank you Professor Snape," she said smiling sweetly, softly.
After I escorted my student indoors, I bid her a good-night and I slunk down to the dungeons to finalize my plans for tonight.
It was quite simple really. Sure...I'd be breaking several laws in carrying it out...oh well. It's not like breaking laws would be something new for me.
All I had to do was try to take my ring back. Hopefully the strong, old magic of the item would be able to heal her. Hopefully my love could heal her. I will just have to remind her of our love because of that prick, Sirius Black. Perhaps that old magic was what was helping her remember me in the first place. It was ancient magic. She surely had some memories of me. The magic of the ring was that as long as the wearer still, in their heart, only truly loved the person who gave it to them, the ring could not be removed. Please stay on her finger, ring. It just had to. It was all the was protecting her from the full power of the love potion and she seemed to be doing an admirable job of combatting the potions on her own and with the help of the ring she was beating them. Hermione I will save you. I promise.
Why did he leave like that? What had I done to so anger him? Severus. I need you. Please come back. I'm so sorry. I just want to hold you, please. I need you.
I took off my other glove and just held them the rest of the night. No point in continuing to wear them in my eyes.
It was around midnight before everyone was gone, everyone but Sirius that is.
Two strong arms suddenly wrapped around my waist hauling me smoothly back to a hard, muscular male chest.
"Looking forward to tomorrow. What I mean is tomorrow night..." Sirius whispered suggestively as he pulled my hair back to kiss my neck. He ran his tongue along the area where my shoulder and neck met. His hands began to make their way up toward my breasts.
I felt like vomitting. I jerked back from him. I spun and slapped Sirius right across the face.
Sirius jumped back swiftly.
"How dare you try to seduce me?" I snarled raising my hand to slap Sirius a second time.
Sirius' eyes darkened to become obsidian. "You are one uppity bitch. How dare you have the audacity to slap me?"
"You domineering, pompous, pretentious bastard! Get out of my house! The wedding is OFF! I don't love you! I can barely stand being in the same room as you for five seconds. You flirt with everything in a skirt at my Christmas Party when I am your betrothed! I NEVER want to see you ever again!" My eyes were brimming with tears and my throat was hoarse and dry after yelling. I whipped my wand out. "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!"
Sirius stomped forward threatningly with his hand help up as if to hit me.
"I SAID GET OUT! NEVER COME HERE AGAIN!" I screamed aiming my wand at Sirius' heart, though I doubt he has one.
A sparkling jet of red light sped from the tip of my wand blasting Sirius right through the wall sending splintered pieces of wood across my front yard. My ring began to glow lighting my hand with bright white light. I looked down at the ring. This was never something Sirius would give a girl. Snakes...please. Only a Slytherin would ever have had the nerve to give a girl jewelry with snakes etched into their surface.
Sirius stared up with saucer-pan sized eyes with tiny pinpricks of fear in them. He backed up through the snow scooting on his butt.
"Get out!" I snarled leaning down into his face. My hair had fallen out and was flowing wildly behind me.
Sirius nodded before scrambling to his hands and knees; he struggled through the thick, heavy snowfall. He eventually got to his feet and sprinted away slipping and sliding through the street.
The glowing from my hand began to spread up my arm and over the rest of my body. I turned and walked back into my house. I waved my hand at the hole caused by my anger at Sirius.
Slowly white light began to engulf all the boards pulling them back together to mend my home. I shakily began to climb the stairs to my bedroom clinging to the banister the whole journey. The glow from my ring slowly dimmed and, by the time I reached the top of the stairs, it was just bright enough to light my way to my bed. I leaned against the door frame of my room to catch my breath. Finally, I was able to collapse on my four poster bed. I instantly feel into a deep slumber.
After the initial clipped response from Professor Snape, I just kept quiet the rest of the ride. Never been one to poke a sleeping dragon in the eye. What on Earth had happened to so infuriate him? I hadn't witnessed what happened and I was not given the chance to ask Hermione so I had absolutely no way of helping.
The important thing right now was to get to Professor Lupin and let him know what was going on. He would be able to help. Hopefully.
We stopped seconds later outside the school.
"Miss Weasley," came the smooth, icy voice of my professor.
"Thank you Professor Snape," I whispered softly. I gave him a gentle, caring smile of worry.
He merely gave a curt nodd of the head and disappeared down into his batcave. I sprinted up the stairs as fast as I could. By the time I reached Lupin's office, my legs were on fire. I dropped exhaustedly into one of the puffy armchairs before Professor Lupin's desk and keeping a good distance from a creature in the terrarium situated in the top right corner of his desk.
Hurry up and get here Professor!
I watched Severus storm out. I knew I better go see to Hermione. She was sure to be distressed by this. Unfortunately I could not spare a lot of time for comforting my best friend. Severus might do himself harm in the current state he was in.
I slipped out onto the porch that Severus had so swiftly vacted. I made no sound as I approached my sobbing friend.
"Hermione," I ventured delicately. I softly placed a hand on her arm. "Are you okay?"
"I don't understand. Why did Severus leave?" Hermione whimpered as she leaned into my chest wrapping her arms around me.
"What happened dearest?" I asked wrapping my arms around my best friend.
"It was so amazingly perfect to be in his arms. I don't know why I'm engaged to Sirius anymore. He doesn't love me and I know I don't love him. I've just lack the courage to tell him so. Remus, I danced with Severus, and it was incredible. We nearly kissed. I wanted him to but he stopped and pulled away. I would give anything to be able to kiss Severus. What so upset him...I do not understand at all...A button on his sleeve caught my glove and pulled it off. He was quite captivated by the sight of my engagement ring. Then he left without a word, but his eyes were darker and more furious than I've ever seen them in the past. I'm scared Remus. Scared out of my mind."
"I'll go see to him. I hate to rush out on you, but Severus might do himself harm in his current state of mind. I wish I could explain more to you but I can't...not yet and the explaining is not really mine to do anyway," I whispered. I brushed my lips to Hermione's forhead before I swung over the railing of the porch and began my sprint to the castle.
I arrived quickly at the castle. My first stop was my office to change from wet clothes.
"Professor Lupin, I'm worried about Professor Snape."
I turned to see Ginny Weasley standing beside my desk.
"Everything will be alright Miss Weasley. I promise. You'll have to excuse me now. I must change and go down to see Professor Snape and talk him out of doing anything rash. It will turn out alright in the end.
"Yes sir," I heard the soft answer come followed shortly by the clicking of a shutting door.
I sat below in my dungeons. I sipped at a hot cup of coffee closing my fingers securely around the warmth.
12:30 seemed to me to be the most opprotune time to me to go and heal my love. Everyone would be gone by then from her party. Only an hour and a half left of wait time before my Ja...Hermione would be mine again. Finally we could be married.
A slow knock penetrated my brain. I rose with a look of disgust. Hopefully this look would be enough to send anyone at my door scurrying away. Remus Lupin stood there. I sneered. As if things weren't bad enough...now the meddler was here.
"What do you want? If you don't mind I'd like to spend the rest of the evening in peace," I snarled before attempting to slam the door in his face.
"OUCH!" the werewolf yelped.
I looked down. A snort, which was the closest I had come to laughter when in a non drunken state, escaped my lips when I saw Remus Lupin's tattered boot being squished by the door.
"Severus, that hurts. Do you mind?"
"Not at all! Maybe I should lock the door. But then I'd have to listen to your incessant, irritating chatter that you seem to believe is talking and I'm really not interested. Plus knowing that you are very...sniff...sensitive...you would want to talk to me about your feelings and you would expect me to care."
"So I suppose that you will show the same regard for Hermione's feelings? Perhaps..."
"Shut up Lupin!" I growled flinging the door open. It benged harshly against the wall. "Since you seem so determined to speak to me you might as well get your fat werewolf ass in here."
"Thank you Severus," Remus said as he came in.
I went over and sat down in one of my black leather armchairs. I began to tap my foot.
"Are you alright Severus?" he asked. He gave me a leary, weary look.
"I'm fine," I spoke slowly, deliberately. 'Dear God, let my clarity sink through that thick werewolf skull to that tiny pea sized brain at the helm.'
"You didn't look fine when you...yes I think I'll use this word...fled Hermione's party. In fact you looked half crazed."
"No one asked your bloody opinion! Now if you don't mind...I am busy scheming and plotting ways to reclaim my love from Jackass Black," I said giving a meaningful look and point at the door.
"Severus, what are you going to do?"
"Nothing that concerns you Lupin!" I snarled before calming myself. "But now that you know what I'm planning...I'm afraid I'm going to have to intervene before you have a chance to try to stop what I am going to do. I'm sure you understand."
"Accio Wand!" I cried with a smirk plastered on my face as I pointed my wand at Remus.
The wand shot from his robes into my hand. I flicked my wand and Remus was blasted backward into a room.
"Severus! You can't do this!"
"Remus. You know that I hate crushing the optimistic and kindly thoughts, ideas, and opinions of others...but I've already done it. So I definitely can! By the way I'm still smirking...your naïveté is always cause for amusement," I said smirking as I locked and warded the door to insure the fact that there would be no escape for the unfortunate fool. "Bye-bye Remus."
I examined Remus' wand before flipping it away.
I exited the school through one of the dungeon exits. Quietly I began to trek through the snow after casting a type of floating spell that enabled me not to leave footprints.
I reached Hermione's house just in time to watch the show entitiled Black runs away with his tail tucked between his legs. I choked back my laughter. My Hermione was amazing. Hopefully she still wanted to be mine, because I knew with no doubt in my mind that I still wanted to be hers.
Wow...Hermione was breathtaking when she was angry. I suppose her anger was the most beautiful when it was directed against Black. My engagement ring to her was glowing with pure white magical light. A smirk lit my face as she told him to get out. Nothing but my marriage would be able to top this. It was just a shame I hadn't brought snacks with me.
Carefully I cast a spell of invisibility on myself and I followed my love as she turned to go inside. What sheer, awesome power. The boards were moving slowly but you could feel the power permeating the air. She was doing all of this with her own inner power. I was practically drooling over her. She was my Hermione. My brave little one who beat down Black again and again. It never got old!
I followed my dear one upstairs. She looked weak from all the power she had just used. It took all of my strength not to reach out and take her into a warm, comforting embrace when I saw her lean into the wall. My lovely, dear, sweet, perfect Hermione. I watched her collapse eshausted, spent on her bed. She was asleep instantly.
I lifted my invisibility charm and approached Hermione. She looked so helpless lying there on her bed. I brushed a lock of hair back from her pale, moonlit forehead. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close to my chest. I didn't know how much I had missed physical contact with her. Oh Hermione! I'm never letting you out of my sight ever again. NEVER NEVER NEVER! My lips caressed her forehead with a delicate, butterfly kiss. I gently placed her back on the bed.
I looked down at her. My Dear one. I removed her shoes and shifted her body more up on the bed and, tucking her more under the covers so she would be warm and safe I took her back into my arms. I would keep a careful vigil over her. I would wait till morning...dawn...to ask her. I had no need to test her now. The ring clearly still had all of its magic and therefore I would instantly know if she was lying to me and I could just ask her if anything had occurred.
Darkness surrounded me. I looked all around but there was nothing but total, complete blackness.
I fell down to my knees gripping my head in a vice like pinch. The blackness wouldn't be bad if I had him with me.
Creak. Creak. Creak.
"Who's there?" I called. My eyes darted about madly searching for the source of the sound but there was just the bleak darkness. "Please I need help."
"Lumos." It was a deep, sensuous, mysterious voice. I knew the voice but I couldn't seem to remember whose it was.
In the distance there was the tiniest point of light. No bigger than the head of a pin. It began to move away.
"Wait...Please Wait! Please can you help me?" I shouted at it.
The light stopped moving away and I could tell the bearer of the light had turned to face the sound of my voice.
"Thank you! Thank you so much!"
I reached him soon enough. A tall man with shoulder-lengthdark hair dressed in flowing black robes stood there. His face was hidden in shadows though he was not that much taller than me. He was only an inch or two taller than me. He looked to be no more than a boy near my own age.
"What do you need?" his voice was gentle and kind.
"Please, I'm looking for someone. But I need some help," I begged giving him my most sincere, heartfelt look.
"Perhaps I may take you to a place where you might look through all your memories to know who you're looking for. If you'll let me that is?"
"Thank you. I'd greatly appreciate that."
"Come closer and wrap your arms around my neck Dear."
I stepped up to him and flung my arms around his neck.
A circle of golden light shot up around us. I grasped his neck tighter pressing my face into it and smelling him. I know who this is. But who is it?
"We're here Hermione," he said pulling back from me.
"How did you know my name?"
"I've known you many years though you've only just met me."
"How is that possible?"
"Go and find out who you're looking for."
I turned from him to see a large, tall circular room. The walls were covered with paintings of people. I stared around. I could name everyone in here. Everyone important to me that I remembered was in this room.
Harry, Ron, my parents, my professors, other house mates, enemies were even here in a dark area.
A large tapestry hung in a secluded area. I would have completely missed it had I not seen a staircase leading down to it. The tapestry hung from another painting. Sirius. The frame was black. I pulled at the folds.
"Back off Hermione!"
I jumped back. I looked up at the painting.
"Don't look back there! There is nothing there you need to see."
I moved back towards the tapestry. I pulled it back tying the ropes.
Gingerly I walked down the steps. I took the torch that hung in a bracket on the wall and turned. I looked up. I still could not see the face of the boy.
"Are you coming?" I asked standing in front of a huge, heavy willow wood door with roses carved around the door knob.
I attempted to push the door open.
"If there is a lock there must be a key."
I looked up. Under the painting of Sirius Black hung an old, ornate gold key. I reached up and took it.
"Put it back Hermione!" Sirius Black's picture shouted.
I held it tightly as I inserted it into the lock and turned it to the right.
I pushed the door open and I moved with small, careful steps into the dark room. The torch did almost nothing to light this room. I walked slowly, quietly to the center of the room swinging the torch from side to side.. When I reached the center of the room, the light shot out in five directions lighting ten torches that hung around the room.
Professor Snape! There were dozens of painting and photographs of Severus. Severus! Severus! Severus!
I turned to see the young boy who'd brought me here lingering in the doorway.
"Please come in," I called gently to him.
He stepped in and his face was clear for the first time in what felt like years. Everything came rushing back in a tidal wave of emotion and memory.
"SEVERUS!" I cried, and, running forward, I pitched myself into his arms and snuggled my face in his chest.
"Jane," he spoke softly as he wrapped his arms around me.
"But my name is Hermione," I whimpered clinging tighter to him. I could not lose this boy.
"Hermione, I'm not the one you need to tell. Wake up now and tell the me of the future."
I watched her sleep in my arms. She was wonderful. Her body seemed tense and fearful at first but soon she relaxed in my arms and, digging her nails into the fabric of my shirt, she snuggled me tightly.
The first rays of the sun began to shine through the window at about seven thirty. Hermione stirred as the sun shone through to light her face with a angelic glow.
"Hmmm..." she gave a high pitched whimper and pressed her face tighter into my chest.
"Hermione, wake up," I whispered petting her hair as she wrapped her arms around me.
Her eyes blinked and her arms squeezed me as she rubbed her face on my chest.
"Severus!" she yelped as she finally awakened. "What are you doing here?"
"Well honestly I was here tosave you fromlife with Siriusbutit seems you didn't need my help...it reminded me how much I love you...watching you stand up for yourself...Jane."
"Oh Severus! Thank you! There is so much I have to tell you. I was going to tell you a long time ago but Sir..."
"Calm down Hermione," I whisperer touching our foreheads and smiling at her as I brushed locks of her bushy brown hair back.
"Severus, I love you. I'm so sorry for not telling you sooner. We could have avoided this mess. I love you so much. Please forgive me?"
"It's alright. Everything will be okay now. Are you all better from Sirius' pathetic attempt at stealing you away?"
"Yes," she whispered running her fingers over my face as if to be sure that I was not some figment of her imagination. "There is so much I want to tell you Severus."
"Hermione. All of it can wait," I said burying my hands deeper in her thick brown hair. "I have one thing that I want answered immediately."
"Anything Severus." Her eyes showed with the radiant purity of an angel as she placed her hands on my chest and began to play with the lapels of the cloak grinning in childlike rapture.
"Have you ever taken off the ring I gave you all those years ago?"
"Well to me Severus it was only last year...and No, I've never removed it. I've never had the desire to remove it. Sirius tried to once, but I ended up knocked out for almost two days. After that, he told me that it was our engagement ring. I was forever suspicious about him after that."
"One more question...will you marry me today?"
She smiled at me before pressing her body firmly to mine and thrusting her tongue into my mouth.
"Yes. I would love to marry you."
Well there is the last chapter.
Because Severus watched the Sirius -banished- from the house in a sense he did not feel the need to take the ring off plus he asked her about it...just letting you all know...sorry if that is stating the obvious.