First of I will say now, this story is not own. The story belongs to Lady Miya on Fanfiction.net I am posting this story because I thought more people would enjoy it. Now this story is for 17+. Also, it does contain mature content. Once again, I take no credit for this story. I am only sharing it so more people can read and enjoy it. Now, here is a quick part from her amazing story. ************************************ "She is just a girl!" Dumbledore bellowed. The Minster of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, fidgeted. He was nervous. He had never seen Dumbledore this furious before. He just arrived at the Ministry and found a very angry Dumbledore sitting in one of his royal blue armchairs. Carefully, Fudge sat down behind his pompous desk, made of the finest oak. "I have already signed the Contract for both of them, Albus. There is nothing you can do."

[post-war] [SSxOC] Severus Snape survived the war but the venom from Nagini reacted with his blood to form a poison that is slowly killing him. Helena Stephens is a nurse and skilled potion maker, only she can save Severus. What happens when Severus accepts the young witch's help?

In short: Chief Inspector Granger stumbles over an injured Severus Snape in his own entrance hall. [PS: I own nothing of Harry Potter, the only thing that belongs to me is the plot.]

Of course Severus Snape was the only one Hermione could rely on to save Ron's life, but will he end up saving hers instead, or causing it utter ruin?

"Did you ever consider having that arm examined by a professional healer?" His question put an end to her chain of thoughts, prompting her to look down at the still raw wound on her forearm, where Bellatrix's dagger had carved up her flesh to spell out the word- Mudblood. The bandage that she always kept wrapped around her arm to carefully cover the brand had been removed and it was bleeding again. No matter what she did to staunch it, the injury seemed to be a pain in her ass, stubbornly fighting to make it's presence known and now it had somehow taken a worse form. Snape couldn't hide his flinch as his eyes refused to be torn away from the bruise and it was hard to tell whether it was her predicament or the term itself that disturbed him more. "It's killing you." **************************** This story is set post war. Hermione has joined back in Hogwarts to finish her education when she realizes that stress and trauma has caught up to her and now she has to deal with a terminal curse. As she struggles to cope with the disease physically and emotionally, she finds the unlikeliest of persons as her caretaker and companion. #triggerwarning for anyone suffering from terminal diseases or chronic illness. Every life is precious and unique and everyone reacts in different ways to suffering. This story is not meant to be didactic or propound any moral cause. And again, I won't be giving any trigger-warnings at the beginning of the chapters so as to not spoil the surprises. I hereby give an overall trigger-warning since the whole theme is adult as well as the sexual content

Hermione got herself into a bit of situation and needs help from an old flame to bail her out of it.

Dumbledore finally loses his patience with Snape and McGonagall's constant bickering. So he sends them on a special team-building task...will the pair, with help from Harry and Draco, survive Dumbledore's test? And each other?

What if Hermione didn't live through the battle? What if before she died she left behind letter for her friends and the man she loved? What​ happens when those letters are found after shes gone and they're all addressed to a certain people? Who will be the one she loved? Would they have returned her feelings, and what happens when they try to change the past to bring her back? Will they succeed or will they come back to an alternative hell and have to use the resurrection​ stone to see her once again? Read Letters from Her to find out who she loved, and how things turn out in the end​.