Severus and Hermione

Chapter 3

Hermione wanted to be left alone. She needed time to digest all the events of the last days. So she remained with the only person that would never speak to her anymore. Professor Severus Snape. She would not miss his scathing remarks, but she would surely miss his deep, silky voice.

He was peaceful now and she truly wished he had found peace at least. She was caressing his face gently, marveled Von the softness of his raven hair, when she heard someone entering the room. She turned her head and saw a woman that looked familiar to her, coming to her.

Hermione gasped. She recognized the...

Of course, nobody here ever doubts that Severus Snape is alive. But to what extent ? What does he do for a living ? Where ? How ? Well, these Fragen rose in my mind again no later than this morning.

Here were the circumstances : I was going out of the supermarkt and opposite, there's a pharmacy. In one of the windows, in big, an ad for an age care product.

Usually, this type of product does not draw my attention at all. Yet this time, I had to look twice. Here was the text of the ad, spelt in big in the pharmacy window (in French, I translate later) :

Mysterieux
Divin Venin
Ssssséduisant !...

His feet made strange scraping noises as they slid along the marble floored corridors of Hogwarts. His exhaustion was nothing compared to the humiliation he felt, his Slytherin tie now had a blood red stain on it, thanks to James Potter's gang in potions class. He leaned against the wall, the bags under his eyes seeming to add an unbearable wieght to his sleepyness. He just started to dose leaning against the Wand when he heard running footsteps behind him. "Sev!" Lily shouted, her voice worried. Snape shaffled around to face her, his side still pressed against the wall. "Hi" he groaned, his...