The Basement, 12 Grimmauld Place, Muggle World...
Three days following the murder of Sirius Black, Harry James Potter had been hold up in his bedroom at the infamous house of Black well hidden within the Muggle world. He had not spoken to much of anyone as he sat brooding in silence over the death of his Godfather. Bellatrix LeStrange had murdered Sirius and by some sheer stroke of cruelty she had not done the same to the miserable git Severus Snape. The boy who lived had been well aware that Snape was pleased that Sirius had been murdered. He made no secret of it during his stay in the poor murdered wizard's house which only served to boil Harry's blood all the more.
He hated Snape and he believed that if anyone deserved to die it was definitely that soulless werewolf bastard.
Hermione Granger had done her best to keep the peace in the wake of everyone being brought to this place via Dumbledore but she and Ron appeared to be clashing more than ever in the wake of his discovery of her relationship with Potions Master Severus Snape. Having had her fill of the arguments and the cold stares for one evening, she ventured down into the basement to check on her wounded lover.
The darkness of the basement had been comforting as she moved toward the injured werewolf. Snape had been lying on his back in the newly transfigured bed. Hermione sighed noting how her minor improvements to her lover's private space had made it feel a bit like home. It was all she could do while she awaited the fever to break in the wake of Bellatrix LeStrange's curse.
The concerned young witch made her way over toward her lover and stroked his notoriously pale face. He had been sleeping, more or less as he had since they arrived much to Harry Potter's disappointment. The green eyed wizard had been particularly vocal about his feelings toward Snape surviving a curse from Bellatrix LeStrange while Sirius Black could not. Hermione paid him no mind in that regard, knowing all too well that it was the hurt talking.
The rest of the Order members called a meeting without the ailing Severus and discussed when and where to attend to Sirius Blacks memorial, a somber topic if one asked any of them. Harry had been embittered about the whole affair and remained locked away in Sirius Blacks' childhood bedroom. With a sigh, Hermione sat beside her mate along the moderately sized bed.
It had been quite lonely being shut up in her girlish bedroom trying to find a way to sneak down and be with him. Despite Remus Lupin and Tonks' knowledge of her relationship with her Potions Master, it was still a vastly kept secret among the remainder of the older order rolled his eyes whenever he saw her and Ron pretended she didn't exist.
As far as she had been concerned, that had been fine and well with her. She had pressing matters to attend to.
Snape opened his obsidian eyes apparently, sensing his young lover's distress.
"You were crying again." he said reaching up and wiping away the lingering tears from her cheeks.
"I...I got into another argument with Harry and Ron." she admitted knowing he'd find out eventually. "It's no big deal."
"Potter's rage is misplaced." replied the drowsy wizard attempting to keep his eyes open.
"I'll say." replied Hermione in total agreement.
The weary Potions Master smiled at her, pleased that she had retained some form of her humor given the gloomy days ahead.
"I love you." he said meeting her gaze.
"And I love you." she replied.
"Don't worry so much." he said attempting to sit up and making her gasp.
"S-Severus don't your wound..." she began.
"Has healed." he replied removing the bandage from his body and showing her the well healed portion of his chest.
"H-How?" she asked.
Snape smiled once more.
"I am a werewolf if you recall." he said.
"Yes but...your fever is still present." replied Hermione checking his cold and clammy flesh.
"It's merely the final phase of cleaning my blood." he replied stroking her face. "I used quite a bit of energy bedding you and fighting my former brothers in arms...my system just needed a rest."
The young witch shook her head.
"It's good to know that you are feeling better." she said.
Snape stretched some rolling onto his back as he pulled the witch close to him.
"Yes." he said with heat flickering behind his obsidian eyes. "I am feeling much better now that you are here."
Hermione couldn't help but giggle as Snape pulled her onto his body until she straddled his waist.
A brief pause in their antics saw Snape and the amused young witch sharing a series of passion filled kisses. Having missed the close contact, Hermione let out a brief moan before catching herself in the wake of his continued kisses.
"Severus..." she said in a breathless whisper.
Snape had been about to respond when there was an intense pounding on the door of his basement quarters.
"COME ON OUT SNAPE!" shouted the rage filled voice of Harry Potter. "COME ON OUT AND FACE ME LIKE A MAN...OR ARE YOU TOO MUCH OF A COWARD HIDING BEHIND HERMIONE TO ANSWER TO A CHALLENGE!"
Hermione's eyes widened as she felt an immediate burst of fury in the wake of those words.
"Severus." said the concerned witch attempting to keep his attention.
Snape gently lifted Hermione off his body and stood on his feet.
"Severus don't." she said grabbing his arm in a bid to stop him.
A deep growl rumbled from deep within his chest. He pulled away from her and made his way to the top of the stairs where he saw an angry Harry Potter waiting for him.
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The Kitchen, 12 Grimmauld Place, Muggle World...
The emerald green eyed wizard suddenly launched at Snape finding himself slammed onto the kitchen floor as Snape caught him by the throat. Harry didn't seem to care about the offending wizard's brute strength as the two of them fought in the kitchen with Harry gripping his wand and unleashing a series of spells just to try and harm the werewolf wizard.
The table had been smashed in the wake of Snape slamming Harry through it only for the green eyed wizard to scrambled to his feet and unleashed another series of hexes while levitating whatever he could find to hit him.
"SEVERUS!" shouted Hermione unsure of how she was going to stop this chaos. "STOP THIS...LET HARRY GO...HARRY STOP THIS...SEVERUS ISN'T THE ONE THAT KILLED SIRIUS!"
"Fuck you Hermione...all you care about is taking his werewolf cock!" shouted Harry angrily. "IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN SNAPE KILLED BY THAT EVIL BITCH NOT SIRIUS!...SNAPE'S THE FUCKING DEATH EATER!...SNAPE'S THE ONE THAT GOT MY PARENTS KILLED!"
The news seemed to have rocked Hermione Granger to her very core as she looked at her werewolf lover in disbelief.
Finding himself having control over his rage, he attempted to explain to Hermione how things had gotten so bad during that time. She pulled away from him not even sure she wanted anything to do with him for the time being.
"Hermione." he said meeting her tear filled eyes.
"Tell me it's not true." she said hoping her best friend had been wrong and simply lashing out. "Tell me you didn't do get Harry's parents killed."
The Potions Master stood as if he were attempting to cringe in the wake of his lover's rage amid the chaotic and messy kitchen.
"ANSWER ME!" shouted Hermione on the verge of an emotional melt down.
"If you will allow me to explain..." he began.
Hermione drew her wand in the wake of her burst of fury.
"How are you going to explain being the cause of a small baby losing his parent?" she asked narrowing her amber eyes at him.
She had been furious.
The bright red in the wake of her fury that seemed to radiate for her body had been a clear indication of it.
Harry smiled triumphant in his attempt to get back at the wizard he had hated even above Voldemort.
"Move away from him Harry." said Hermione still aiming her wand at her werewolf lover.
The green eyed wizard did as she asked standing beside her as he panted from the after effects of the fight.
"He got my parents killed and now he's done the same thing to Sirius." said Harry narrowing his eyes at his most hated Potions Professor.
The angry witch looked to have been on the verge of tears as the aura that had come from her shifted from vibrant deep red to the darkest of blue hues.
"How could you?" she asked unable to believe it. "How could you do that to Harry's parents...how could you do that to Harry?"
Snape said nothing as he met her gaze. He had no excuses for what he had done so he didn't try and make any. He had been quite agitated that Harry Potter took it upon himself to shoot of at the mouth about things that he next to nothing about.
"Get out." said the angry witch meaning to hex Snape where he stood.
The wizard said nothing as he took his leave of 12 Grimmauld Place leaving Hermione Granger and Harry Potter behind. The amber eyed witch lowered her wand as tears streamed down her cheeks. She couldn't believe he had done something so cruel to an innocent baby...to her best friend. Harry Potter wrapped his arms around the sobbing witch and held her close.
He had done it.
He had saved Hermione from Snape's evil.
But he had yet to note the cost.