Chapter 10: Of Games and Realizations

Hermione was heading to the Quidditch Pitch with Lane when someone came to her side. She was surprised to find it was Snape. She grinned.

"I thought these games were a waste of time for you," she teased as he glared at her.

"Remus asked me to come so I said I would," he said quietly. She raised her brows.

"You guys are becoming pretty close," she said, surprised at how close they actually were. She had been under the impression that nothing would get Snape to come to a Quidditch game. Now she was starting to wonder if their friendship was growing into something more. Neither had told her whether or not they liked guys in that way, but she was starting to seriously wonder. She would let whatever it was happen; it was obvious that whatever it was, it was good for the both of them.

"You want to sit with me and Lane," she asked, getting the subject off of Remus. Snape raised a brow and looked at Lane.

"You don't mind having a Slytherin on your house's side?"

Hermione shook her head and looked at Lane, her other room-mate and friend, who smiled and shook her head.

"Not at all," Lane said. "Besides, it'll give our houses something to whisper about." Hermione laughed as Snape smirked and the three of them climbed into the Gryffindor stands. Talking fell silent as they made their way to their seats. Sitting, the three pretended not to notice a thing and soon the other Gryffindors shrugged and returned to their conversations. Hermione grinned. It was obvious that the Slytherin's weren't too pleased, but she'd just gotten the Gryffindors to accept a Slytherin among them. It was one step to Inter-House unity.

A sharp whistle blew and all talking ceased, eyes on the ground as the two teams came to the center of the feild, the two captains shaking hands. Hermione caught Remus looking up at the Quidditch stands, searching before looking at the ground, obviously crestfallen. She then glanced at Snape, whose eyes were locked on the sandy-haired boy below. Now she was certain that Remus liked Snape, and that the feelings were mutual. She turned to Lane an whispered into her ear. The girl grinned, placing two fingers into her mouth, and let out a piercing whistle that caused a majority of the people in the stands and both teams to look their way. Remus saw Snape and beamed before mounting his broom with the other team members. Hermione glanced at Snape once more. His cheeks were flushed but he didn't look away. Her eyes were back on the teams just as Madame Hooch whistled and the teams kicked off, soaring into the air. Remus and Sirius went off in search of Bludgers to beat as Felicia Smith flew high above the game in search of the Snitch, the Slytherin's Seeker tailing just behind her. Lily, James, and the new Chaser, Tom McMillan, kept possession of the Quaffle for a majority of the match. It wasn't long until both teams were tied fifty to fifty. Hermione's eyes went to Felicia just as the girl dived hard. The Slytherin Chaser followed. Hermione looked down where Felicia was heading and a grin spread onto her face. The girl was deffinately daring and it was obvious that the Slytherin didn't realize that the dive was a ploy. True to Hermione's guess, Felicia pulled out of the dive just before she reached the ground and the Slytherin Seeker hit the ground hard as Felicia flew high and searched. Without warning, she sped off towards the Slytherin's goal, ducking an oncoming Bludger and stretching out her hand, closing it as the Snitch came into her grasp. The Gryffindors cheered, Hermione among them. As the team landed, Hermione left the stands to meet Sirius on the field. Sweaty, but beaming, he pulled her to him and kissed her soundly. Surprised as she was, Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck and returned the kiss. It was the first one they shared since the night she'd kissed him after he'd helped save her from Peter. Pulling away with a gasp, she beamed up at him before looking around. James gave her shoulder a quick hug before he was pulled into a kiss from Lily. Hermione laughed. It wasn't even as though they'd one the Quidditch Cup, and yet they were celebrating as though they had. One quick glance around told her that Peter had already left and that one other certain person had left the celebrations. She grinned as she realized that Snape, too, was nowhere to be seen. She was happy for them and hoped that it worked out for them, though she knew that they would have difficult times in their relationship if they chose to persue it.

Turning back to Sirius, she laughed as he lifted her up and placed her on his shoulder. For the first time since she'd arrived, she could forget about the job that she was sent here to do.

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