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"Hey look, there you are," Ginny greeted them, as if through the back door and entered the kitchen was her friend's neck, we certainly would , while Harry and Ron she also shone with joy. "Have I lost in the dark," she lied and shrugged his shoulders apologetically, "I've got the room cleared, we must there only beds "Building, Hermione quickly changed the subject. Ginny nodded. "Yes, we have already looked," she said.
suddenly turned to Hermione and looked at Severus. "I had almost forgotten," she said excitedly, "I've talked to Professor Dumbledore."
"You spoke with Dumbledore?" Asked Ron and Harry in unison and were with few steps with her and soon she had Neville, Lavender and Draco's attention. Hermione nodded and looked to continue to Severus.
"His Face suddenly appeared in a bucket of water, "she said. "Aquantion," Severus said quietly, Hermione asked with a nod to talking further. "I told him from the island, the forest and the gate says," she continued, "It seems that this island was once used as a prison and he is pretty sure that in time Back to return ;. ck are gone, because it is no longer the gate in our time are "
" he said and how it opens, "said Severus?. Hermione nodded, "Yes, it opens by itself, but Halloween only once a year to point 0 clock at night. The counterpart is located near Boston, from where he hopes to meet again to bring back. "
Severus nodded and seemed to reflect the new information. "Then we will probably only once no choice but to wait until Halloween," he said, "In the meantime, we can even think about how we get past the dragon."
They had the beds, from which they de hut brought along by the river had built up. It was the only thing missing in this big house. Hermione had the room next to Severus, who remained in the only existing bedroom where she had previously slept together. They were all gone to their rooms. Hermione lay awake on her bed, staring at the ceiling. The simple straw mattress was not the comfort that they had previously enjoyed, compare.
paved Gradually the events of the evening a way back into her memory and left her a cold chill go down his spine. There was a knock at the door. "Come in," said Hermione. Their eyes were still on the ceiling and did not see that Severus entered the room.
"How are you?" He asked. Hermione looked at him, then she lifted only briefly her shoulders. He walked up to her and sat down on a bed. Hermione turned to him and rested her head on his lap. His long fingers she drove through the wild hair and left her a few strands falling into his face. He heard her sigh softly, pulled her off and forced her way to look him in the eye.
"It's all right," she said, "The worst was the fear." She smiled timidly at him. Severus nodded. He pulled her onto his lap and stood with her on the arms. They did not even ask what he's up, instead she leaned against his chest. He carried her to his room and laid it on the soft bed, before he took off his clothes and lay next to her. She had turned his back on which rested his eyes, he put his arm around her and pulled her closer to himself. None of them said something, they were just so that until they were asleep.
*** The next morning, Hermione was awakened early by Severus. "Awake" he murmured against her neck and moved her sweet scent. A sleepy sighs told him that she came slowly to himself. "You have to go before the others wake up and discover that you have not slept in your own room," he adds, gently kissed her neck. "I do not think you want me to go," she said with a grin in her pillow as she felt his stiff upstanding excitement in her back and ended with a time, not so tired. She pressed her ass against his pelvis and he drew a deep gasp. Severus grabbed her hips Now, pulling on her panties, what you drew a low chuckle. He sent unbuttoned her shirt and buried his hands under her breasts, his long nose tickled her neck.
Severus turned and grabbed the little sponges from the night table drawer, he pushed her right out between his legs. He grabbed her by her hips, she lifted easily and put them back onto his lap. Hermione lifted her pelvis slightly and let it gently slide into itself. A surprised gasp escaped him. She leaned her head back and left him with his eyes closed Shoulder rest, as he slowly moved in her. His joints were stronger from time to time. Sparked an intense tingling sensation in her abdomen and went down to her toes. He breathed heavily into her ear and let go with one hand on her hip and walked among them. His fingers pushed their way between her folds, stroking her gently on the bud.
The slight pressure on the sensitive spot sparked in her a relentless wave of excitement, which exploded suddenly in an overwhelming orgasm and her whole body trembling brought. Severus pushed one last time to vigorously until he came up with an energetic sound and his grip on it even more important.
a moment lay there without moving and resonate left the comforting feeling. Hermione broke up after a while from his grip and turned around. She looked into his eyes, but she said nothing, instead they gave him a happy smile and leaned her head against his chest. Severus put his arm back around her and leaned his face against her head. He took a straight air to say something when he Hermione section the word. "I know I should be better in my own Rooms to go, "she said, looking at him ruefully. Severus nodded quietly and sat up in bed.
He got dressed and went to the door from where he observed how Hermione attracted to him and finally went over. She wanted to open the door as he held her hand. "Wait," he said, and stood in front of them. He opened the door a little ajar, and peered out. The hallway was empty and he took a step to the side. Hermione went over and closed the door behind him, when another door opened diagonally opposite. Ginny came out and looked forward to her surprise.
had seen them, that they came from Severus room? She had placed a questioning look, got in the Hermione's face a slight reddish color. Hurry, she walked to her room at the treacherous door behind her escape, but Ginny came with a salacious grin at her, as now, Harry came out. "Tomorrow," he mumbled sleepily. "We talk later," Ginny whispered to her and went along with Harry down. Hermione followed them a little later and sat down at the large Table in the kitchen to do so.
"How is this town like that?" Harry wanted to know when Hermione had set. She lifted her shoulders in answer. "People are a bit peculiar," she said finally. "We will look after sometimes a little bit," added Harry. "Oh, there's something you must know," Hermione said hesitantly and therefore had the full attention of her two friends.
"Well, when we arrived here," she began nervously and stared at her hands, "Since we left the people in the faith, I would be Snape's wife." Harry's face looked horrified before distorted and the red color of his head, pointed to an outbreak already. "It was a good idea," chimed Ginny and earned a horrified look on her boyfriend, whom she simply dismissed with a vigorous rolling of the eyes. "Think about it," she said, "the 18th Century was not a safe time for a single woman. And if they think Hermione would be Snape's wife, will dare hardly a reasonable person, it is harmed. I've fortunately you, "she added in a conciliatory tone.
"Perhaps," he said sullenly, "but if he should dare to touch it up, then I'll kill him." Hermione looked skeptical but forced himself to Harry, not further his statement thinking. "It's not that bad," she said instead. "If I did not know better, I'd say you're on the creep, as you take him in permanently protected," snapped Harry.
Hermione was about to answer Than grow Severus came down the stairs. At present, the silent three. He had occupied a bread and poured something to drink, then he put the Hermione over to the table and ate quietly. The three friends had also brought something to eat. "When they're done Miss Granger, I want them to help me with the magic wands," Severus said quietly. He rose from the table and went upstairs. 'Wands? "Asked Harry and Ginny in unison. "Yes, we try to make them," replied Hermione and quickly drank her empty glass before him to hurry followed up and their two friends had left confused.
She ran with long strides down the hall and went through the last door. Severus was sitting behind the big table on which the boiler was still standing. He looked up briefly as the door opened, could be distracted, however. She went a few steps toward him and stood in front of him on the other side of the table, on which he had already laid the unicorn hair and a wooden tongs.
"The distillate opens the pores of the wood," he began immediately and looked up at last, "As soon as the wood at the is air, the distillate evaporates and the pores close again. We have less than a minute to introduce the magical core. "
" And ...", as Hermione began. "You will see that it soaks up literally every state in this magical substance," replied Severus and took a unicorn hair in one hand and tongs in the other. He took one of the rods from the distillate and laid it on the table. The forceps he laid aside and then took the other hand, the second end of the unicorn hair. He stressed it was and it just above the bar, then he let it sink slowly and Hermione watched as the unicorn hair without any resistance by simply glided through the wood. He held it so firmly that it was located approximately in the middle of the bar. The wood seemed to react with the air. Small sparks and smoke rose from him that every second, more and finally died away, the staff was very calm in front of them. Severus let go of the hair that was now trapped in the middle bar. He took the wand in his hand and cut with a knife, from the protruding ends of the unicorn hair, then turned it gently between his fingers and handed it to finally Hermione.
Reluctantly took him out of his hand. "Go on, try him out, "he encouraged them eventually. She looked around and her eyes fell on the shelf at the other end of the room where she can lie her book. "Accio book," she said, and the new magic wand in this direction. It felt strange, very different from the familiar feel of their old magic wand, but the book was obeyed, and floated slowly toward her. A beam of delight passed over Hermione's face and she turned to Severus, when the book was in the same moment at her feet. The loud bang with which it hit the ground, they had to drive around again and the ground . Repeal
"The magic that can execute it," said Severus and took the wand from her hand, "need full concentration." Hermione nodded. She sat down at the table and then wrote to all that she had just learned about the production, while Severus repeated the process with the other bars. After a while she looked up again and looked at him thoughtfully. "What makes these wands, for now by Oliva Derse bars?" She asked. "The seal," you just said, ignoring Severus her questioning look, until he finally fixed the unicorn hair in the wood.
"The wood is used as a natural leader for the Magic. They flow through our hands over the wood in the magical core, "he said," In essence, they will be bundled. However, the wood goes through a lot of magic lost to the environment. But do you use a complete seal. Each wand maker has his own secret recipe, then that is also responsible for the quality. "
" And you do not know happened to be a recipe for a seal? "asked Hermione. Severus sat back on his sneer, in which he fell against it still sometimes. "This is the part that keep the wand makers for centuries," he said and raised an eyebrow. "I do know from experience what substances are suitable for a seal would, but it could take years to find the right mix and they would not even nearly as good as those of the Santander Oliva Example. "
Hermione wrote everything diligently while Severus the last bar draws. "From what was your old wand?" He asked. "Wine and wood fiber dragon heart," she said. "This is not both," Severus said quietly, pulling her closer to the table on which lay the eight ready rods together. Severus took a seemingly he had already decided, and pointed to her with a gesture also choose an area. She slid her hand over each of the bars and expected that she would say this feeling, which was the right thing, but she felt nothing. She took a very light in the hand and sent him on a chair nearby, but they do not even spoke a spell, but put it right back disappointed and was now a darker Stab The weight felt pleasantly. She taught on the chair. "Wingardium Leviosa," she said, the chair floated in the air and landed as gently back to its original place. "I'll take it," she said.
"oak and phoenix feather," said Severus, studying interests them. "And yours?" She asked. "Ebony and phoenix feather, "he said, pulling out his wand, which was much darker than Hermione, so that it almost looked black. "Well then, come," he said, and already went through the door into the long hallway. Hermione followed him hurriedly. They climbed the stairs to the kitchen. It was nearly noon and the rest of them was now awake and sitting at the table. Curious, she turned and looked eager to Severus and Hermione, who stood behind him. He raised his hand in which he held six wands and conjured excitement on their faces.
"You must handle them carefully," he finally said, "Each spell requires the highest degree of concentration. You may like to try some of the complicated sentiments, but I doubt that they will succeed most of you, "he said dripping with sarcasm," You will never apply to a spell on yourself or another. The probability that the spell fails is too high. Did you hear me? "They all nodded quietly and did not dare to say anything.
Severus nodded as well and put the magic wands in front of them on the table. Each of them had taken one. Harry was the first who dared to try his. He sat up a pitcher. "Engorgio," he said at last, after which the handle of the jug swelled to three times its size. Now Ginny pulled her wand and pointed it at the same pitcher. "Engorgio," she says with a masterly sweep of her wand and the rest of the jug was larger. "Bravo, Miss Weasley, I think they should still give Mr. Potter a few hours of tutoring," Severus said oily and caught himself a glare from Harry, he ignored the skill and again went up.
Draco turned his wand between the long fingers. "It's time to make the room more comfortable," he said, and went up as well. "That arrogant bastard," burst out Harry. "Harry," Hermione said indignantly, "I think you could show a little more gratitude. He would have eventually have to make a magic wand, but he did it anyway. "Harry looked contrite, but he said nothing. "Sometimes I do not know whose side you're on," he murmured finally barely audible, glaring at Hermione.
"What do you think when we look at the village?" Suggested Ginny in order to defuse the situation somewhat. "Yes, good idea," said Harry, Ron and Lavender also agreed. Now they looked expectantly to Neville and Hermione. "I know the village already," said Hermione, "I'd much rather bring the house into shape, now that I have a magic wand, but you can even Neville show everything," she added. Neville's face clearly shows that they had overpowered him so, but he agreed.
They went out and left Hermione alone in the kitchen. She took her wand and began to hand all that they had been planned for some time. First she went to the store, prevailing in some shelf and a not very large closet. She opened the closet and pointed her wand out. "Frigoris," she said clearly, and a cool blue light beam came from a magic wand and could freeze the inside of the cabinet. Hermione looked happy the result and closed the door of the cupboard again. In the kitchen they have turned a trained "Ratzeputz", which the kitchen was in a new light and repeated in the adjoining living room. The straw-padded seat was instantly to a soft couch, only the 'straw appearance Hermione could not change anyway. Since they would probably have to practice a little, she thought.
Hermione went into the big room to the front door led. She was not quite fit what to make of it. A treatment room but it seemed most appropriate. After all, the one of the reasons why they ever were here in this house and she would not like to leave some people permanently in your living space, and the other will probably not go there because otherwise, she thought.
But what would they need? Let's see, she looked around the room. The many shelves were certainly not wrong. With a skillful sweep of her wand she looked like new. A simple, old, rickety table she changed into a beautiful desk and placed him in a corner of the room. She made a chair a simple wooden deck and repaired the other chairs, set it up in another corner. Das große Zimmer wirkte noch sehr leer, doch sie hoffte, dass sich das bald ändern würde.
Sie erinnerte sich an das zugestellte Zimmer im oberen Stockwerk und beschloss es mit Hilfe ihres neuen Zauberstabs nun etwas aufzuräumen. Hermine ging die Treppe hinauf und öffnete die Tür, doch die vielen Kisten waren nicht mehr dort. Stattdessen fand sie eine volle Badezimmereinrichtung vor. Sie ging erstaunt wieder hinaus und betrat ihr eigenes Zimmer. Das harte Strohbett verwandelte sie in eine weiche Federmatratze. Sie sah sich um und bemerkte ein hohes Regal, das dort bisher noch nicht stand. Skeptisch hatte sie es gemustert, doch es war nichts Auffälliges dran außer, that half an hour ago there was not.
She went out again and knocked on Severus door, she opened a moment later and entered without waiting for a response from him. To her surprise, was in his room exactly the same high shelf on the wall that separated their two rooms. Questioning she pointed to the shelf. "This is a door," he said, "and the password apertus." Hermione went to the shelf and pointed her wand out, it said the password, what is shoved to the side and released a pass. She went through and was standing in her own room. "The were with the bath also you? ", wanted to know. "Yes, do you like it?" Severus retorted, whereupon Hermione nodded, smiling. "But where are all the things out that were in this room?", Hooked it to continue. "These are the things. I have turned it into just a little, "he said and raised an eyebrow.
Hermione went back to his room and the shelf pushed back against the pass. "I go once in the magical forest. I want to brew a few potions and I still need one or the other ingredients. " saith Severus finally after a moment of silence. "Alone?" Hermione asked anxiously. "No, I'm with Draco," he said. "Come here you cope?" He asked, looking at her thoughtfully. He still haunts the recent events around the head. "Yes, do not worry," she said, "I'm not alone and here, finally, I also like a much better feeling." She picked up her wand demonstratively. Severus nodded.
He walked over to her and put her hand around the waist, to draw them closer to the approach. His other hand lifted her face and he kissed her gently on the mouth. "You know how you get to your room," he saith, and went out into the hall. She walked through the doorway to her room and collapsed on the bed. Lost in thought it was a while just so that, before she finally roused to get up. Severus and Draco had apparently already gone, because the house seemed to be empty. Hermione walked down the stairs and discovered to their surprise that the house was not empty but, as they had assumed, because in the kitchen were Harry, Ginny, Ron, Lavender and Neville and admired her work. "Looks good from mine," said Ron as he turned his head around yet.
"You're already there?" Hermione wondered. "Especially to see much, there are indeed not," said Lavender grumpy. Ginny rolled her eyes vigorously. "What did you expect?" Taunted them and took home an angry look from Lavender and after a quick shove, it gave the girl Ron, by her brother. A knock at the back door rescued Ginny from the evil eyes and she hastened to open it. At the door There was a shy girl and saw Ginny uncertainly. "Hello Mary," said Hermione pleased when she saw the girl in the door, "come in, I'd like you to my friends."
Ginny went to the side and Mary walked through the door. "This is Ginny and Lavender," Hermione said, pointing to the two, "and those are Harry and Ron. There is one sure Draco, Severus' godson, but the two are out, "added Hermione. "Mary is Conner McCoy daughter," Hermione said a moment later explanatory.
"How old are you?" Reported now Ginny to speak. "16", answer, so here is Mary. "Then you were born on this island?" Lavender asked, curious about the blond girl assented with a nod.
They had for some time to talk and Mary had already been much more relaxed after some time. Satisfied found Hermione, that they apparently understood all well together. An impatient knocking she tore from her cheerful laugh. They looked at each other quizzically, but none of them seemed more expected visitors. Hermione opened the door curiously. In front of her old pastor was standing with a harried expression. He was out of breath and had to first ask a couple of times air, before he could speak. "Mrs. Snape, "he said panting," please, be sure to come along, it's about the widow of Hay. "
Hermione hurried to her room and came back a few seconds later with her little chest and left ; with the pastor's house. The others were also followed them curiously. They stayed a short time at a very small house are, the door was open. Crawford went in and waved to Hermione to follow him. "Erin, what happened?" Was Mary, who was both the only one followed in the house know. Erin, the dark-haired girl looked briefly to Mary, her gaze wanders the pastor and finally stuck to Hermione.
"My mother did not have the witch in our house and I will not," she said acidly. Hermione was not prepared to face the hostility of the girls last night and had problems keeping her face under control. "Be quiet you could dumb brat, your mother die if it helps any, "she went to the pastor. He walked past the woman and entered the adjoining room. Hermione and Mary followed him already open when the door blew them an unpleasant smell of vomit.
"She has passed all morning and complained of terrible stomach cramps," Crawford told them, "then she had a fever, but she has refused to seek help. Not until she lost consciousness, I have dared to overtake. "Hermione went up to the woman. She looked old, even though Hermione doubted that it really as old as it looked. Her forehead was covered by a film of sweat, it also revealed the need to empathize without it, that they still feverish.
"If it has been broken so often and now it needs plenty of water fever, but first we have to reduce the fever, or it will not wake up soon from her faint," Hermione wondered aloud. "Mary get you water, but to cook. The symptoms sound like a poisoning, I do not believe that it was the water because it would affect far more people out, but what we give you must be so be germ-free as possible, "said Hermione. Mary went off immediately, and Hermione is now releasing the chest in her hands onto a small side table and opened it.
After a while, Mary came back with a pot of boiling water and placed it on the floor in front of Hermione's feet. In the other she held a large Tonbecher that gave it to her. Hermione took against him and drew out some water so that evaporated visible. "Only something for the fever," murmured Hermione ahead of him. She took some bark and gave it into the cup. A few minutes let them take it, before she got up and took the cup in his hand. "You must drink," she said, finally stood somewhat awkwardly in front of the unconscious woman, "This will reduce the fever, but we'll have to instill it in some way. Pastor Crawford, Mrs. Hay, they would raise, please? ", They now hang on the wall next to her husband. He grabbed the woman
under the arms and put them on. Hermione sat down beside her on the bed and held her head back. She poured some of the tea in her open mouth, but the most was Mrs. Hay on the sides down again. "I war- them to swallow, "said Hermione discouraged and put the cup down again. "I need a towel and cold water," she said finally. Mary rushed to Erin, who was standing in the door and Hermione looked suspicious. Only reluctantly, she had brought her a towel, the Mary gave Hermione immediately and shortly thereafter returned with a cup of water.
Hermione dipped the rag into the water and the woman put him on the forehead. "We have to wait until she wakes up," she said finally. "What she has now eaten or drunk?" Said Hermione wall now on, Erin. "Nothing unusual," the girl said her hostile. Hermione looked for a while on long, but she did not figure out something from the girls. She got up and walked past her into the kitchen to this and followed the pastor and Mary. The kitchen was cleaned up and made close to no evidence. "Then we will probably have no other choice than to wait until she wakes up," said Hermione. She walked out the door to the outside, where there were still her five friends. "You must can not wait for me here, "she said, turning to them," I fear that still take some time. We have to wait until she wakes up from unconsciousness and I would like to be there when it happens. I fear that they will not take the medication otherwise. "" Ok, then we go back to the house, "said Ginny," if you need our help, contact us tell. "Hermione nodded gratefully and went back into the house.
"Where it really goes back to the house?" Ron asked, looking confused between the similar looking houses order. "Come with us," Neville said with a gesture and went before. After a while they arrived on the wide road. It was already afternoon, but the sun was still high in the sky. In the distance they saw two figures coming towards them, which emerged after a while Severus and Draco.
Harry stopped and wiped the sweaty hair from his forehead, the other a few steps had approached the two. A strong hand grabbed him by the joint. He went along with a frightened cry. Nguvumali, the dark-skinned woman clung to Harry and grabbed the other arm under his shirt.
Severus and Draco had reached the others. Only now they realized that Harry had stayed a few feet and went back to him. The black woman looked at Harry with a glazed look. Her dark eyes sparkled in the sun and gave it a wrong expression. Finally she let go of his shirt and stretched out a bony finger. Slowly she passed it to his scar. "You have come," she whispered in a husky tone.
To be continued ...
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