POV: Severus. Spinner's End. Play the song! 😍😁
We appeared in my living room as I returned to myself. The polyjuice potion had worn off while we apparated. We still were holding hands for a moment and I did not let go of her.
She quickly moved her hand shaking it away from mine. Truth be told, her shaking me away was a devastating blow.
We stood in deafening silence for a moment while I stared at her looking around my living room.
"Welcome to my home Hermione. I've lived here my entire life." I took pleasure at the fact that she was in my home as I focused on her exquisite beauty.
Hermione stood still for a moment with a big smile across her angelic face while admitting what she was thinking. "I can not believe I am in Professor Snape's house!" "If I could tell my 3rd year self I would be in your home on this day! I wouldn't have believed it!" She laughed and bent her lovely body forward a little enjoying her own joke. She made me smile at her.
"HUH!" She gasped and her eyes bulged out looking at me. "What?! What's wrong?" I was worried something happened she frightened me so.
"I've never seen you smile!" She chuckled as I gave her an irritated angry look. But deep down she made me unhinge my inner sexual being.
"Ha. Ha. Ha." I disagreed in mocking.
"You should smile more often. You wear it well Severus. People wouldn't know what to think!" Hermione smiled through her back handed compliment. To which to say, I secretly enjoyed.
"Hermione have a seat while I go upstairs to gather my belongs. Would you care for a cup of tea while you wait?" She nodded no. "No, thank you Severus." She sat down in my lounge chair crossing her legs. I tried to not be so intentional in my staring at her. I couldn't help my inner desire for her. I hope she didn't notice.
I hurried to my bedroom to pick up my already prepared bag that I also placed an extension on. I had our essential potions, personal belongings, and parchments on each case. Plus my muggle cell phone that I loathed.
I joined Hermione again to discuss our future ventures. She was patiently waiting for me as I sat down next to her to explain our first task.
"First, we will be exposing the Prime Minister Theresa May. She runs an all male prostitution ring right outside of her home at 10 Downing Street. She's been in this line of work for years I'm afraid. She's throwing her annual sex party tonight." I paused to look at Hermione's interested glance at me. As if she enjoyed actually listening to me.
"We can go as ourselves to the event tonight. It will be dark enough and because to which no one will know us there. We will be staying at the Hotel 41. I made reservations for us before hand to the hotels we will be staying at through the muggle computer. You can book years in advance." I paused at Hermione's questionable expression.
"How are we going to expose her?" She asked without interruption. Looked like she finally calmed herself down from how she was as a young girl. I was half expecting her to be raising her hand between my sentences.
"We will be calling the police on my muggle phone to inform them of a disturbance as well as to inform them of the illegal acts taking place by the hands of Theresa May. The MI5 and secret service divisions will come and see what is taking place." I continued.
"I'm placing Theresa under an Imperius curse to make her believe we are old friends. She'll know we are married."
"Unforgivable curses, Severus is it necessary?" She asked me calmly. "Yes, Hermione. You have to trust me. These people have unimaginable plans to destroy us all, unless you're a rich witch or wizard."
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The TimeTurners
FanfictionIt's been two years since the war ended. Severus Snape is alive and well, on a new secret mission to save the muggle world and the wizarding world again. But he can't do it alone this time. He knows exactly who has to help him. She's the one with th...