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Harry Potter Modern!AU| Devil's Triangle Part 7.1May 29 202X20:45@ herm4ever: Oh god guys! Some tabloid found out about Hermione’s parents. Like omg man.@ mr-drake: what they say?@ herm4ever: I only have the physical copy. So here’s a pic of the article. 20:50@ mr-drake: holy shit so her ma was another piece of hot ass? a model? cool@ herm4ever: Yeah they say she was the second wife but the marriage didn’t last long?? Like wow. Poor Hermione. *cries*20:52@ kai: Her mum looks gorgeous. Although a bit too skinny.21:00@ herm4ever: But like look what they say after that. Her mum was like this super sexy slut?? So they’re saying Hermione took after her. What in the actual hell??21:02@ modthebod: The motherfuckers. How dare they. They’ll pay for that, I swear.@ mr-drake: but Hermione sure got her ma’s beauty, sexy genes. that you gotta admit is true. and like who wouldn’t wanna tap that ass?@ modthebod: Okay that’s it. I’ve said it before but mr-drake, you’re a fucking bastard. You don’t deserve to be treated nicely like a human being. You know what, I’m just going to ban you from the server.@ mr-drake: hey hey not cool man. ok fine I apolo@ mr-drake has been banned.21:05@ kai: Wow.@ modthebod: Yeah that’s what you get for flouting the rules. He was just asking for it. 21:07@ herm4ever: Wait drake got banned? *gasps* But he was just messing around.. @ modthebod: I don’t care. That was the last straw. He’s not welcome here until he gives a sincere apology. The recess bell rang, its shrill tone piercing through the subdued classrooms in the school building. Classes were hurriedly wrapped up and hundreds of students together with teachers spilled into the hallways. In the matter of a few minutes, the boisterous laughter and loud chatter died down as most of the occupants vacated the premises, filtering into the canteen or school field.When quiet resumed, Lupin poked his head out into the hallway. Satisfied upon finding it empty save for a few students, he closed his office door behind him. Hands in his pockets, he walked down the hallway, nodding with a smile to some of the students. It had been a pleasant morning for him, with no student to see and just paperwork to fill in. Tonks’s work had eased up as well, so she had messaged him earlier for lunch. Lupin turned the corner and headed down the stairs, a skip in his step.He was at the first landing when he heard Hermione’s voice drifting up from some lower floor. Something about the tone of her voice was off. He slowed his pace, creeping down the steps as his back hugged the wall. He could hear her clearer now. A few steps away from the next landing, he caught a glimpse of her back. He couldn’t see who she was with but her arms were folded across her chest, the tips of her fingers curling into her soft white blouse.“... please just stop this.” He heard her plead.A snicker. Then “What exactly do you want me to stop?”Lupin froze. He recognized the hoarse voice instantly. Fenrir, the bastard.“You and me. It’s.. it’s not happening.” Hermione added after a pause, “I’m sorry.”He heard Fenrir chuckle. Hermione took a step back and he could see Fenrir’s hand reach out to stroke her hair. She recoiled, leaving his hand suspended in mid-air. Fenrir clicked his tongue. His hand dropped. “Too bad. A pretty thing like you.”His words made Lupin’s lips curl in disgust. It seemed like that would have been the end of it but Fenrir added. “Doesn’t mean we still can’t be friends though.”“Friends?” The skepticism in Hermione’s tone was barely concealed.“Yes, friends.” Fenrir emphasized the words with a hiss. “Friends visit each other, you know? How about you come to my place and… talk?”Lupin shook his head, his eyes squeezing shut. Only an idiot would not recognize the innuendo in Fenrir’s words. The guy didn’t know when to back off. Enough was enough. Lupin opened his eyes, making to intervene, when a resounding slap echoed in the stairway.“You come on to me again and I won’t close an eye anymore.” Hermione’s voice resonated with a mixture of anger and fear. “I’ll report you to the principal and to the authorities, got it??”Before Fenrir had a chance to respond, Hermione stormed off down the hallway. As she passed by Lupin, he was taken aback by the look on her face. Her eyes moist, it glistened with rage. Her jaw quivered and her hands were balled up at her sides. Her gaze was fixed on a distant point, so she didn’t even notice his presence.“Fucking bitch,” he heard Fenrir snarl. The sound of stomping boots followed and then the slam of a door. Lupin released the breath he was holding. The tense atmosphere had pumped up the heat and he found himself perspiring. Wiping away the sheen on his forehead, he considered his options. The incident had to be reported, of this he had no doubt. He bounded down the stairs until he reached the second floor, where he ran down the hallway and knocked on the door of the office at the very corner. “Come in.” A voice called out from the depths of the office.He let himself in and relished in the cool air from the air conditioner.“You’re a little late, Lupin,” Tonks teased. She sat at a big oak desk, her back facing the glass window. Papers and folders were laid neatly on her table. Her gaze was on her computer screen, her fingers clacking over the keyboard.“Yeah,” Lupin huffed, his breath coming out in short pants. “I ran into err.. something. On the way down.”Hearing her husband’s slightly labored breathing, Tonks looked up over her thin oblong glasses. An eyebrow raised, she removed her glasses and placed them on the table. “What happened to you?”Lupin pulled out the chair opposite her and settled into it. He leaned over the desk, propping his elbows on it. “It’s Fenrir.”Tonks rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest as she reclined in her chair. “Oh great. What has he done now?”“He was making advances on Hermione. Again.” Lupin paused, rubbing his hand along his jaw. “It seems like it’s not just once or twice either.”Tonks pursed her lips and remained silent. Her finger tapped on her arm as she contemplated the situation. “How bad was it?” she said quietly.“Bad.” He shook his head. “She told him directly to stop the advances. And he still dared to ask her to his place.”“How did Hermione take it?” “She umm,” Lupin hesitated before saying, “slapped him. And threatened to report him.”Humming in acknowledgement, Tonks tented her fingers. “I’m glad she did.”“I’m with you on that.” Lupin chuckled.“But I have to take action on this.”“Agreed.”Sighing, Tonks leaned forward. “I have to fire Fenrir.”Lupin’s eyes widened. “A-are you sure? It might backfire on Hermione though if she’s the reason for his losing a job.”“He gives me no choice. It’s not the first time, and he obviously hasn’t learned a lesson. This is the last straw. He can’t go unpunished.” Resignation tinted her voice as she shook her head.Lupin was silent. He understood the dilemma she was in but he still preached for caution. “Maybe not now though. Not before the board assessment.”Taking Tonks’s silence as permission to continue, he said, “For one, you’ll have to account to the board why you fired him.”He paused and licked his lips. “Second, and my main concern. Hermione’s rejection is still raw in his mind. You fire him now, today, and I’m positive he’ll take it out on her. If you give it just a few days, he’ll have time to calm down. And hopefully, it won’t affect Hermione.”Tonks tapped her index finger on the desk as she considered his reasoning. Lupin waited patiently. He could almost hear the gears turning in her mind. A moment later, she conceded. “Alright. I’ll do it after the assessment.”Lupin sighed in relief.“But we need to speak to Hermione,” Tonks added.“Definitely.”The issue now settled, Tonks’s lips broke into a tired smile. “Okay now that’s done, let’s get lunch.”“Yes, I’m starving now,” Lupin exclaimed as he got up and stretched.Tonks laughed as she spun her chair and grabbed her bag off the floor. “You’re buying, right?”Giving his wife a wink, Lupin smiled. “Anything for you, dear.”He sighed in relief, glad to put the whole incident behind him. Hopefully that would mark the end of it all. Despite the small voice that whispered words of doubt into his mind, he shoved it aside and took his wife’s hand, intent on enjoying the day ahead.
Harry Potter Modern!AU| Devil's Triangle Part 6.4My dear Hermione,I haven’t written to you in a while, I apologize. I saw your name in the papers and I got worried about you. You don’t need to worry about me, of course. I will always believe you. But I know you will be hurt by those ignorant tabloids. So I want you to know that I will be here for you. You are never alone.From your biggest fan.“God what the hell is wrong with these people?!” Harry exclaimed after he had finished reading the letter from Hermione’s fan for the umpteenth time.Seating across from him at her desk, Marsha sighed and pinched her forehead between thumb and forefinger. “Stop reading that again, Harry. It’s not going to help.”The chair creaked as Harry spun it to face his partner. He slammed the letter on his desk before leaning back, his arms folded across his chest. “I’m sorry. I just can’t believe how crazy these fans can get. They just don’t get it, do they?”“No they don’t.” Marsha said in a sing-song, matter-of-fact tone. Her fingers hit the keyboard in a slow, rhythmic fashion as she focused her gaze on the computer screen. “The entertainment business is full of crazy shit.”“More like the fans are,” Harry argued as his eyebrows creased. “I mean did you see how broken she looked when we arrived?”A groan broke from Marsha’s throat as she covered her forehead with a palm. She swung her chair around and fixed Harry in a stern look. “Harry, I know you have a thing for her. But remember, we need to be objective here.”Harry straightened in his chair and cleared his throat uncomfortably. “Right. You’re right. Sorry.”“Good.” Marsha broke into a smile before rotating her chair back to face her screen.Picking up a pen and spinning it, Harry leaned on his desk. He cupped his chin in one hand, deep in thought as he looked up at the spinning fan blades. Most of the other police were on beat, leaving a few scattered around the station. Over the occasional creak of the fan motor, the clicking of the mouse or occasional clack of the keyboard punctuated the humid silence. He lifted a finger and smacked his lips together, an idea forming in his brain. “How about we post someone outside Hermione’s home? For surveillance. Just in case that crazy fan does something.”Marsha’s gaze didn’t leave the computer screen as she replied half-heartedly, “There’s not enough evidence that this fan is a menace. And we don’t have the resources for that kind of stakeout.”Harry threw his hands up and scoffed in frustration. “So? We do nothing then?”“If you’re really worried, then ask her to install some cameras.”“That’s it?” Harry’s eyebrows raised in question. Silence greeted him. He threw his pen on the desk and plunked back into his chair, its gears squeaking in protest. Restless, he spun his chair around a few times. When he got fed up of the lack of conversation, he leaned over his L-shaped desk and peered at Marsha’s screen.“What are you looking at anyway?” he asked.Marsha pointed a finger at the browser window on her screen. It was open to a tabloid news site with a blurred picture of a kissing couple. Harry recognized the man as a rising politician in the city. His eyes panned over to the woman, her long locks obscuring part of her face. Despite the low resolution of the image, he immediately knew who the woman was.He gulped, his eyebrows creasing. “Why are you looking at this?”“I wanted to check whether the content mentioned in the letter was fabricated.” Marsha shrugged. “Looks like the part about the scandal was true.”“More like she was in the news. Whether she actually was with the politician is still debatable.” Harry settled back in his chair. His fingers fiddled with the leather of the arm rest as dozens of questions raced through his mind.His colleague snickered as she scrolled through the article. “You’re just in denial because this is about Hermione. If it were any other person in the show biz, you would have said it was true.”Harry’s eyes widened. Indignant at Marsha’s accusation, he countered. “That’s not true. I mean haven’t you heard about all the recent fake images, fake videos, fake news? You can’t trust everything you see-”“In one of the biggest, most reliable newspapers?” Marsha cut him off with a raised eyebrow as she threw him a side glance.He sputtered, mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. Shaking his head, he tried to come up with a rebuttal but nothing came to mind. He deflated, folding into himself on the chair as doubts and turmoil roiled inside him. Marsha turned to look at him. Seeing the mixture of confusion, disappointment, and hurt that contorted his face, her expression softened. She leaned forward, hands clasped. Her voice was gentle but with a touch of finality. “Look, Harry. I know this may be hard for you to accept. But this is the way the entertainment biz has always been. You sleep around to work your way up to the top. It’s no different for Hermione. You have to stop putting her on a pedestal and see her as what she is - human and flawed.”She paused, watching him take in her words as he bit on his nail. His gaze flitted up to meet hers and he gave a quick nod of acknowledgement. Knowing that he needed more time to process everything, she got up from her seat, crossed over to his desk and gave him a squeeze on the shoulder. “Well, I’m going to head over to the post office. See what they can do to track who sent that letter.”“Thanks, Marsha,” Harry murmured and flashed a small smile at her. His gaze flicked back to his desk and a couple of seconds later, he heard the front door whoosh open and then shut, signalling her departure.He propped his elbow on the armrest, cradling his head in his hand as he bowed down. Marsha’s words rang in his ears like the buzz of a persistent bee. Deep inside, he knew she was right. But it was hard. Hard to accept that the girl of his dreams for years had been sleeping around like a.. He grimaced even before the word formed in his head. A voice nagged at him, questioning his stereotypical judgement of women. She didn’t deserve that. So what if she had a few sexual relationships? What did it matter in this age of openness? Anyway, she had done it out of necessity to further her career. If anything, one could say she was the victim of the system. Harry leaned back and rested his head on the top of the chair. Now that he thought about it, he could see why she had suddenly decided to move back home. How desperate she must have been to evade the press and crazed fans. A wave of pity washed over him. He remembered how she looked when they had gone to retrieve the letter. The sparkle of life in her eyes had been replaced with fear, as if she was haunted by ghosts of her past. Her face was ashen and void of color. Even her voice tremored as she told them about the letter.He couldn’t imagine what she had been through when she was in the city, all alone. But he was here now. He could help. Determined, he straightened in his chair and fished his phone out of his pocket. Thumbing through his address book, he found Hermione’s name. He hesitated, his finger hovering above the call button. Maybe it was better to text her.He tapped on the message button instead and rapidly sent out a text to inform her of what steps would be taken. At the end of his text, he offered to help her install surveillance cameras around her house. Once he had sent it out, he waited.It took barely two minutes before a soft ping had him shooting out of his seat. He opened the message, read through its short contents, and broke into a smile. Grabbing his bag, he hurried out the station and to his car. Don’t worry, Hermione, he thought. Nothing will happen to you if I’m here.
Harry Potter Modern!AU| Devil's Triangle Part 6.3Hanging her pouch over her shoulder, Hermione looked towards the open front door. Partially blocked by a figure, the sun streamed into the house in slits. Lynn stepped aside, letting a young teen girl dressed in shorts and a spaghetti top. Hermione recognized her student and called out warmly, “Oh hi Valerie. You look even prettier outside of class.”The girl rolled her eyes and flipped her long hair over her shoulders. “Yeah whatever.” She turned to Lynn, her voice low and carrying a hint of respect. “Mum and Dad aren’t around as usual, so they sent me for Kyler.”“Sure.” Lynn placed a hand on Valerie’s shoulder and smiled. “I’ll go get her.”Hermione watched as Lynn bounded up the stairs and disappeared down the hallway. Alone with the teen, Hermione looked her over. She noted the girl’s clothes were from a trendy brand, along with the bracelet around her wrist. “Nice outfit. I like your bracelet,” she said conversationally.Valerie gave a curt nod. “Thanks.”The teen appraised Hermione’s clothings. “Your blouse and skirt looks good too.”Beaming, Hermione replied, “Oh thank you! I got them-”“It would have looked much better on you if you were younger though.”The smile on Hermione’s lips froze and she stared at Valerie. “What?”Valerie shrugged, her hands digging into her pockets. “I’m just saying you looked better back in the day.”Valerie’s lips moved as she talked but the sound blurred into a drone in Hermione’s mind. The familiar voice of a middle-aged woman, laced with hiccups and burps - the sign of intoxication - whispered harshly in her ear. “You useless daughter.” Hermione sucked in a breath. The image of a skinny woman holding an empty wine bottle towering over her flashed in her eyes. She shuddered, smelling the stench of alcohol. And then those few words echoed in her mind, haunting her again. Taunting her.“If you were prettier or cuter, your father wouldn’t have left us.”No. Not again. She shook her head as if she could shake away those words. But it burned. It scorched her skin. Her heart pounded ferociously in her ribcage as if it threatened to leave her body. A surge of anger boiled her veins.Hermione squeezed her eyes shut. Focus. Focus.Her eyelids fluttered open. The young girl was still jabbering on, oblivious of the momentary trance Hermione had slipped into. Hermione clenched her fists, biting on the inside of her lips as she tried to calm herself down. But the anger did not dissipate. She stared at Valerie, her chest heaving. Unable to contain the words on the tip of her tongue, she sniped back. “You’re right, Valerie. So you’d better invest more in your youth now. While you can.”Taken aback, Valerie’s eyes widened. Her expression gave Hermione some satisfaction and the anger building up in her diminished. Hermione’s lips curved into a smirk as the young girl bristled and glared. Valerie folded her arms across her chest and called out. “Kyler! We need to go now!”A younger girl appeared at the top of the staircase and rushed down, her light footsteps tapping on the wooden steps. “I’m coming, I’m coming.”Hermione recognized her as the shy girl in Tom’s class. She didn’t dress too differently outside of school, with a polo tee buttoned to the very top and slacks. Hermione greeted her with a smile. “Hi Kyler.”Kyler nodded, her bangs covering her eyes. “Hi Ms Hermione.”Lips parting to say more, Hermione was cut off by a high-pitched ringtone. It took no more than one buzz before Kyler hurriedly fumbled her phone out of her pocket and answered.“Hi Dad,” Kyler mumbled. “Yeah. No Valerie’s right here. She just arrived. Yeah we’re coming back now.”She hung up and motioned to her older sister. “Dad said not to drive too fast.”Valerie scoffed and swung the car keys around her index finger. “Right. When it’s just me, he doesn’t care.”“We’re leaving, Ms Lynn. Bye!” Valerie called out before turning towards the door, pointedly ignoring Hermione.Kyler followed behind, but not before throwing a nod at Hermione. She called out anxiously to her sister as she rushed out the door. “But he’ll know, sis. You know the GPS tracker is accurate down to..”Her words grew fainter as she hurried away. Hermione frowned at the exchange between sisters but her thoughts were interrupted by a loud creak. She looked up to see Lynn padding down the staircase. “They left already?” Lynn asked.“Yeah.” Hermione jerked a thumb towards the door. “Kyler got a call from her dad.”Hermione peered up the staircase. “Tom didn’t send her off?”Shrugging, Lynn passed it off with a wave of her hand. “He’s always too lazy to do that. It’s normal.”“Huh.” Hermione pondered but chose not to deliberate on it. “Anyway, I got to make a move too. See you, Lynn.”“Call me if you crave more food, Hermione,” Lynn called out with a laugh punctuating her words.“Thanks!” Hermione replied as she sauntered out the door. She walked the short distance to her car, got in, and placed the bag of food on the passenger seat. Once she had the car started, its engine purring, she released a deep breath and slumped back in her seat. After seeing her name in the papers again this morning, she had thought it would be a good idea to visit her best friend. It was supposed to be a fun, harmless visit, and look what happened. Almost got into an argument with said friend and directly took a snipe at a student. Could this day get any better?She turned on the radio, flipping through stations until she got the jazz station. Buckling her seatbelt, Hermione sighed and placed her hands on the steering wheel. Time to just unwind and not think about anything.She backed her car out of the driveway and drove towards home. The music combined with the rolling scenery helped ease her mind, letting the events of the day melt away. By the time she reached home, a smile had settled on her face.Hermione got out of the car, jangling her keys as the last tune from the radio repeated in her mind. She walked to the front door and slotted her front key into the lock when she noticed a letter on the doorstep. Raising an eyebrow, she bent down and picked it up. Her name and address was printed on the envelope in clean block letters. The way it looked was hauntingly familiar. She gulped, turning her head to rake her eyes across her surroundings. There was no one around but she couldn’t help the sensation of being looked at.Turning back to the letter in hand, she took in a shaky breath before tearing through the envelope haphazardly. There was a single piece of paper inside. Hermione let the envelope flutter to the ground. She unfolded the paper, her hands shaky and damp with sweat. Her eyes flitted across the printed letters at lightning speed. Despite the anonymity of the letter, it didn’t take her long to recognize the familiar writing style. And it sent a chill through her veins. He was back.
Harry Potter Modern!AU| Devil's Triangle Part 6.2The smell of well-cooked and seasoned meat wafted through the house, bringing a smile to Hermione’s lips as she moaned in delight.“Oh Lynn, I can’t wait to eat that now,” she exclaimed, looking over her friend’s shoulders at the sizzling meat.Lynn chuckled as she scooped the food out into two containers on the counter. “Knowing you, I guess you have been eating out everyday. It must get pretty boring.”Hermione groaned. “I’ve been yearning for a good homecooked meal for some time now. You’re my savior, Lynn.”Clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth, Lynn hummed in thought. “I would have brought over some food earlier this week for you but I’ve been busy with my new job.”Hermione waved a hand in dismissal as she leaned back on the island counter. “No don’t trouble yourself too much, Lynn. I’m already happy to have such a wonderful meal from you today.”Thumbing the glass of water in her hand, Hermione tilted her head to one side. “But what is this new job that you have? I thought you guys were doing well enough.”Lynn grimaced. She ran a hand through her sweaty hair as she transferred the plates and pans into the sink and turned on the tap. “It’s just a part-time thing to help with some expenses. I’m working as a waitress in the bar in town.”Frowning, Hermione placed her glass down. She had felt the tension between Draco and Lynn from before but at the time, she didn’t have the chance to ask about it. Now that it was just the two of them, she could have a woman-to-woman talk with Lynn.“Lynn, tell me honestly. Is everything alright with you and Draco?” Lynn’s scrubbing halted. “Not really. I guess you noticed right? The fights.”Hermione hummed in response. “You guys weren’t like this before.”“Yeah things changed a while back. I think it started getting worse when Tom was 3 or 4 years old,” Lynn replied in a low voice as she continued to wash the dishes. “You were long gone before then.”A large boulder weighed down on Hermione’s heart as guilt sinked its claws in. She turned her head away, unable to look her old friend in the eye. Her hand gripped the edge of the counter top, its cold and hard surface grounding her in the hard reality that she ran away from her hometown and her friends.“I’m sorry.” Her voice was soft, laced with regret. “I should have stayed in touch but..”A gentle touch on her shoulder made her turn to see Lynn smiling gently at her. “It’s not your fault. I understand.”The gesture made her stomach churn. Hermione’s wide eyes flitted over Lynn’s face, pleading at the woman not to forgive her. Lynn didn’t understand anything. If she did, she would not be smiling at her right now, telling her it wasn’t her fault, sharing food with her. She didn’t deserve Lynn’s kindness. Swallowing down the lump in her throat, Hermione mustered a smile and murmured a soft thank you before turning her gaze downwards. Lynn patted her back before returning her attention to the dishes in the sink. The sound of running water cut through the tension in the air and Hermione gulped, reaching for her glass.As she hungrily wolfed down the water, Lynn said, “You know, I never realized love would be so complicated.”The water helped soothe Hermione’s parched throat and she closed her eyes, letting the cold liquid seep through her veins, calming her swirling emotions. “Love isn’t just about two people. No matter how well you get along with each other, there’s always in-laws and family to deal with,” Lynn ranted, oblivious to Hermione’s state.At the mention of in-laws, Lynn gave a sarcastic cluck. “And you know Draco’s parents, right?”Having more or less calmed down, Hermione chuckled at Lynn’s remark. “They certainly aren’t easy.”“Oh they sure aren’t,” Lynn agreed with a laugh. “Then after in-laws, you get kids. And that’s another full set of conflicts.”Lynn turned off the tap and wiped her hands on the hanging cloth off the wall. After scooping up the plastic covers resting on the counter top, she placed them over the containers of food and secured them.Turning to Hermione, she handed over the containers with a smile. “There you go.”“Thanks Lynn.” Hermione returned the smile with her own as she hugged the containers to her chest. “Mind if I get a bag or something for these?”“Sure.” Rummaging around one of the cabinets, Lynn pulled out a plastic bag and passed it to Hermione.Folding her arms across her chest, Lynn watched as Hermione bent over the counter and placed the containers in the bag. The corner of her lips curled up in a grin as she teased, “So any man in your life?”Hermione paused, the flicker of guilt in her eyes hidden by the locks of hair that hung over her forehead as she bent down. She gave a nervous chuckle. “No one… permanent, I guess.”Lynn hummed in response. “Ever think of having kids?”“Not really.” Shrugging, Hermione slung the bag over her shoulder and turned to face Lynn. “How was having Tom like for you?”“Oh a completely mixed bag,” the petite woman snickered as she shoved her hands in the pocket of her stained apron.Lynn leaned against the counter top, facing Hermione. Her eyes glistened with nostalgia, a sweet smile adorning her face. “The joy that you get raising a child is just…” She searched for a word. “Indescribable.”“So what’s the mixed part?”“Ah.” Rolling her eyes, Lynn pressed the heel of her hand to her forehead. “The endless heartache and frustration.”A hearty laugh bubbled from Hermione’s throat. “That sounds very extreme!” she exclaimed amidst peals of laughter.“So what’s the frustration about now? A girlfriend you don’t like?” she teased, winking at Lynn.Scoffing, Lynn brushed the question off with a wave of her hand. “He’s too shy to have one. No, it’s actually about his studies.”Hermione frowned. “I thought he was doing alright in school?”“It’s not good enough.” A hand on her hip, Lynn huffed. “If he’s to choose a good career path, the grades he’s getting in math and science aren’t high. He’s doing fine in humanities but there’s no point in that.”Hermione lifted her eyebrows. “Since when did you get so hung up about all that? Weren’t you yourself better at humanities than math? And yet you ended up fine.”“Fine?” Lynn snorted. “Not exactly. It’s because I ended up here that I want something better for Tom.”Shifting uncomfortably on one foot, Hermione chose not to argue with her. She didn’t subscribe to the whole “wanting something better for your kid” idea. Her experience with that line - so often uttered by her mother - left a bitter taste in her throat. “I wish my parents had pushed me to make something of myself,” Lynn said quietly, her lips drawing into a thin line. Her eyes grew distant for a few seconds but almost instantly, she snapped out of her reverie. “Anyway, math and science suits him better. He’s a smart kid.”“I’m sure he’s smart,” Hermione murmured in agreement. She cleared her throat, her eyes flitting from Lynn to the floor and back to Lynn again before she dared to venture her own opinion. “But if he’s doing much better in humanities, maybe he is suited for that.”Lynn’s head jerked up and she stared at Hermione, eyes shining with incredulity. Her tone was sharp, a mixture of hurt and anger pouring out into her words. “What do you mean by that? Tom’s very good in his sciences. He’s just not giving it his all. That’s why we’re sending him for more extra classes.”Taken aback by her friend’s defensiveness, Hermione hurriedly lifted her hands up, palms facing outwards in surrender. “I’m sorry. That’s not what I meant. I-I’m sure Tom’s doing well in science.”“Yeah of course.” Frowning, Lynn maintained her defiant stance. She rolled her tense shoulders and folded her arms across her chest. “I know my child best.”“Right,” Hermione replied.An awkward silence descended on the kitchen that was only broken by the tinkling sound of the doorbell. Hermione straightened, glad at the excuse to take her leave. “Well, I should really get going.”Lynn managed a quick smile. “Sure. Let me see you to the door.”They headed for the front of the house in silence. As Lynn opened the front door, Hermione hung in the hallway to collect her pouch and jacket.“Valerie. You must be here for Kyler.”
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You Don't Want Me as Your Enemy by Fjallbjorr
HP Snape + Tears Stamp by TwilightProwler
HP Snape + Head Tilt Stamp by TwilightProwler
HP Snape + Eyebrow Stamp by TwilightProwler
HP Snape + Dramatic Exit Stamp by TwilightProwler
Alan Rickman
AR Wallpaper by JuanaSunfall
Alan Rickman (watercolor) by AlexandraDane
Everglow by JuanaSunfall
hans gruber by volkradugi
Writing Commissions Open! 2022Decided to refresh my commission info! Here you go: Examples of my work: ( 1, 2, 3 ) I also have this tumblr account specifically for my writings.As you can see, I am capable of doing both short stories and multiple-chapter stories. I am very flexible in general.Fandoms I am most familiar with:Dragon AgeMass EffectAssassin's CreedWitcherAmnesiaOkami RWBYDisneyTransformers (specify universe)Historical fictionLOTR/the Hobbit/The SilmarillionGoT X - FilesHarry PotterPercy JacksonTwilightWarriorsSilent HillSupernaturalATLA/ATLKHetaliaPokemon/DigimonStar TrekStar WarsMLPThe LabyrinthLovecraftian horrorMortal KombatMarvel/DCUSteven UniverseFNAFLeague of LegendsDon't StarveKingdom HeartsSonic the HedgehogFinal Fantasy (VII/VIII/X)Dragon Ball ZBleachFullmetal AlchemistSailor MoonTomb RaiderDnDSkyrimOverwatchResident EvilAlienPredator (franchise)Fire EmblemDoki Doki Literature Club!Yu-Gi-Oh!And if you don’t see a fandom here you can ask me and I will tell you if I know it or not! I didn’t list them all here.Things I will write:Your OCs/Self-insertsLGBT+NSFWOriginal Fiction (as long as enough information is provided)AngstFluffHorror/CreepypastasCrossovers (If I know the series)HeadcanonsTorture/GoreBDSMOmegaverseAUsRape/DubconTentacles/AliensVampires/Werewolves/Monsters etc.Furries/Anthro (both SFW and NSFW)Fetishes (please specify so I can see whether I’m okay with it or not)If I haven’t mentioned anything that you wish to know feel free to ask as well!Things I will NOT write:Pedophilia/UnderageDD/LG (Daddies/Mommies and littles)Vore/CannibalismInflationWatersports/ScatBestialityNecrophiliaEven if I haven't mentioned something, there are still things I may still not like and will not write it.Prices:Short and simple! 1 USD for every 100 words, which I think is pretty fair. I take payments through PayPal. PLEASE NOTE that I have every right to reject a commission, even if it fits my rules.Send me a note if you have an offer! ...
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Hello lovelies, your Headmaster here! I hope you all have had a good year so far, and are excited for the holidays! For those of you in school, I hope you're handling all your exams and the heavy workload that comes with the end of the year!

Anyway, I wanted to make this post primarily to tell you, if you have submitted art to the group in the last several months and had the request expire, PLEASE RE-SUBMIT IT!!! I've been having some issues with deviantArt on my computer and haven't been checking the page regularly! So please re-submit those!

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jin3shi3 Featured By Owner Mar 22, 2021
Thank you for approving me to join this club! I am a Snape-fan from Japan. I really love the works here, and I love to submit my arts to share with you too.
Elezar81 Featured By Owner May 9, 2020  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Hi everyone, I'm part of the moderators group from years now, but all the drawings that I have been trying to submit here from 2017 to today are refused me cause my request expires before approval. How should I do it? Despite this I see that other designs are approved and inserted. Please help me.
Thank you ^^
Long-lost-sister Featured By Owner Jun 14, 2019
{Ooc; Looking for long term roleplay partners to do Snape and other characters too, willing to rp as a character from the movies as well in return.}
CosplayDreams16 Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2018  Hobbyist General Artist
Hey any one want to RP? I am looking for someone to RP Sna pe :P
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Yoitefriend Featured By Owner Feb 15, 2018  Professional Traditional Artist
thank you so much for adding me to this group. i really appreciate it.Snape  
Elezar81 Featured By Owner Jan 5, 2018  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Hi, I tried to insert three drawings of Severus and although responding to the characteristics of the site have been ignored. My requests are expired. Why?
Severusiana Featured By Owner Nov 23, 2017  Hobbyist Artist
😍😍😍 I love him , he is my favourite character 
Willow-Bree Featured By Owner Nov 16, 2017   Writer
Love Thank you!Love 
lil-moocher Featured By Owner Jan 9, 2017  Hobbyist
Thank you for acception!
PrincesaRuu Featured By Owner Jan 3, 2017
hello, this is just for severus fans or it can be for alan rickman`s fans? because i have a die hard fanfic , just the first where alan rickman was hans gruber and he is the principal character.
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