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Chapter 1:
It had been five years since Voldemort had been defeated and, in total, Hermione Granger had published eight books. She wrote spell books and books about Wizarding History; mostly concerning Harry Potter. In the war, almost everyone had perished except for a few Order of the Phoenix members that weren’t really friends of hers, Severus Snape, and a close trusted friend, Minerva McGonagall, who passed away a year later. Hermione had suffered depression until she realised she really needed to do something with her life; she was only nineteen when she started writing.

Over many years of forging a successful career as a writer she once again grew lonely and depressed but went on with her life as a new celebrity as if nothing was wrong. Hermione still did public appearances, interviews and book signings as well as hear people criticise her for living through the war so many people that could have had future died in.

Hermione often wondered where other Order of the Phoenix members went after the war and if they even cared about Hermione living or not. Severus Snape was one she thought about often even if she did despise him and she still hadn’t gotten over the face that killed Dumbledore when she was seventeen. All she knew about him was he was also a writer that wrote potion books to help people not so good at potions such as Neville Longbottom. In some of her wildest dreams, or worst nightmares, she met Severus but always awoke as he approached her; she so desperately wished she didn’t wake.

One cold January morning, not long after another lonely Christmas, Hermione received an owl asking her to a special guest writer at a book signing day in Diagon Alley. Hermione immediately wrote back saying, ‘of course, it would be my pleasure’ when really all she wanted to do was stay home and cry. Hermione had had enough; this would be her last public appearance…ever.

The day of the book signing arrived without any major drama, except for Hermione’s constant outbreaks of crying. Like every other public appearance, Hermione took a calming draught so she appeared calm and relaxed, instead of depressed and anxious. Hermione spent hours fixing her hair so she looked happy and wore her trademark purple robes with a purple t-shirt and skirt underneath.

When the time came to go to Flourish and Blotts, Hermione apparated to The Leaky Cauldron for a drink first.

“Hi, Tom, can I have a firewhisky please?” asked Hermione as she arrived at the bar.

Everyone started walking over too her asking questions like, ‘may I have your autograph?’, ‘can I take your picture?’ and ‘what brings you here?’

Tom gave Hermione her firewhisky, “Thank you, Tom. I am here for a book signing at Flourish and Blotts in an hour’s time so please attend if you want my autograph and picture.”

Everyone left her alone and she just sat there drinking for half and hour. The drinking made her feel better, except the days she was called an alcoholic.

The time came to go to the book signing. Hermione paid Tom and walked into Diagon Alley smiling…her last day of the spotlight.

As she walked down the street people started calling out names like ‘Alcoholic’, ‘Potion Addict’, ‘Ungrateful’, and ‘Selfish’ but then a cold, familiar voice yelled out something that stuck her in the heart, ‘Alone’. Hermione stopped to try and find this familiar voice but couldn’t see anyone she knew in the crowd of busy shoppers.

There was a mad frenzy as she entered Flourish and Blotts. There were three other authors already there. Newt Scamander, looking older than Dumbledore did the day he died, Miranda Graham a fellow spell book writer and Rita Skeeter, who had given up her job as a journalist to write fiction for young adults.

“Ok, everyone is here. Please sit down between Miranda and Rita, Miss Granger,no arguing with Rita, she told me all about your teenage years,” called a man.

Hermione went and sat down in her seat. Why wasn’t Snape there? He was a much better writer than Rita. Maybe the organisers didn’t want him there or he knew she would be there and, after all, they did hate each other.

Everyone was packing into Flourish and Blotts and a man was yelling at everyone to do whatever he told them to do, “Now everyone, please be quiet and if you have a question for one of these authors, just ask it”

The same familiar voice Hermione had heard earlier called out, “Miss Granger, how do you cope with being alone?”

“Well, sir, I usually write or just lie down and dream. Sometimes if I cannot sleep I watch muggle television. Does that answer your question?” Hermione replied looking again for the familiar voice.

“Yes,” he replied but once again she couldn’t see where the voice was coming from.

Questions kept coming for all different people to all of the authors for another hour until the man who was obviously running it started talking again. “Could everyone who would like an autograph from the authors please form a queue here,” he said pointing to a point on the floor where a cross appeared.

Hermione just sat there asking who the autograph was for and signing it until she heard that familiar voice again.

“Hello, Miss Granger,” it said.

She looked up to see his black, empty eyes staring straight into hers as if he was trying to connect with her but was set in his ways of doing the exact opposite. Hermione could not believe who it was.


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Chapter 2:

Hermione was shocked, the man she wondered and dreamt about so often yet despised stood before her. It was Snape.

“Hello, Professor Snape. Long time no see. You’ve done well for yourself, refusing just to fade away into history like so many people wish. May I have your autograph? It may be worth something on the black market like Bellatrix Lestrange’s fingernail I have in a jar at home.” Hermione smiled at him and was surprised when she saw his lip twitch as though wishing to smile at her but was too set in his ways.

They exchanged autographs, both secretly putting their address on the back just to see if the other would contact them. It was amazing how great minds thought alike.

After another hour of book signing, it was time for Hermione to leave. She said goodbye to everyone and left for the Leaky Cauldron for another half an hour of drinks before finally apparating home.

When Hermione arrived home she sat on her couch and turned on the television, as far as she was aware she was the only witch with one. She got out the piece of paper from Snape and read it:

Dear Miss Granger (an insufferable know-it-all)

Never give up, don’t fade away like the ministry want, you’re more than that. Remember you’re never alone and someone is always thinking of you.

Best of Luck,
S. Snape

On the back there was more writing:

I live at 7 Spinners End, Cornwall

Hermione smiled. This was a true smile like she had given Snape not a potion or alcohol induced one. She had done the same to Snape’s paper. Maybe she didn’t despise him like she believed she did. What with everything he said about how they were both alone as well as asking her more personal questions. All the dreams she had been having of Severus must have been leading up to this moment when Severus reached out to her, Hermione thought.

After a lot of thinking, Hermione came up with an idea to see whether or not it was a one of thing Severus had done. If he wrote to her maybe she would reply but she wasn’t just going to write to him. She did after all hate him.

Days passed, maybe even weeks, Hermione didn’t know anymore she was just slipping away quietly into her quiet, dark world where there was only her and her home. No media, no fans, no autograph signings, no writing and best of all no-one to get on her nerves except for herself occasionally.

Hermione’s ay was simple. Wake up, stay in bed for a few hours watching muggle television, get up and only eat a piece of toast before watching more television until a quick dinner and back to bed. She showered occasionally and her hair was a mess; she was completely unrecognisable, not to mention she had lost so much weight. She was no longer the pretty cover-girl of Witch Weekly but a depressed, underweight, gaunt looking, lonely soul with all hope gone in life.

It was just another horrible afternoon while Hermione sat watching television until there was a knock on her door.

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Chapter 3:

Hermione slowly go up and opened the front door to find none other than a photographer and a journalist from Witch Weekly ; Hermione must have forgotten to can an interview.

“Hello, may we please see Hermione Granger?” The female journalist asked.

“Of course, I shall just go and fin her by the way, I’m her cousin Helena,” replied Hermione and she walked down the hallway calling ‘Hermione’.

Hermione returned to the front door, “I’m very sorry but Hermione is in the shower right now; she just woke up.” Hermione lied, again.

“Well thank you, Helena. Can we take a photo and interview you instead?” asked the journalist.

“Of course,” Hermione didn’t want the photo taken but she knew better than to disagree with the media.

The photographer stood her against the white wall and added a touch of make-up because of how pale Hermione had become. The photo was taken of Helena, Hermione, looking quite sad. The journalist and Hermione sat down for an hour long interview discussing many different aspects of her life.

Days passed before the article was published on ‘Helena’; Hermione was sent a free copy.

Granger's family ties
By Victoria Skeeter

Helena Puckle, a muggle-born from Ireland is the author Hermione Granger’s cousin currently staying at Hermione’s house while looking for work in London.
The two women look almost identical except for Helena’s almost skeletal appearance and obvious no care attitude to her appearance.
Helena seems quite quiet, kind, alone and deeply sad about her life unlike Hermione Granger who always gives of a vibe of happiness.
We are sure that the Wizarding Community want to know more about Helena and we will be having a feature on her next week.

“URGH! Anorexic am I? You’re just as bad as your mother Victoria Skeeter!” yelled Hermione to an empty house. How long could she last? One month? One year? Ten years? Maybe; her world had already come crashing down.

In a lonely, derelict house in Spinners End sat a lonely man. It was Severus Snape. He had subscribed to Witch Weekly just to read any news of Hermione Granger; fact or fiction as the media could be so mean sometimes. The truth was that since she first spoke in his potions class at the age of eleven he saw how developed her brain was and how her thirst for knowledge was just like his. He believed they were equal in many ways, they both were seen to come from families not so welcomed in the traditional Wizarding community, at a young age they both knew more than some adults as they had a thirst for knowledge. Severus’ led him down a horrible trail of evil and murder. She remained loyal to her friends as the war went on and she had to watch those closest to her die. She then lost her mentor the following year and he was one of the only people in the world to know what it felt like to lose everyone that meant something to them. After reading the interview with ‘Helena’, Severus knew Hermione needed great help and decided to write her a letter.

Miss Granger,

I request your help with finding some information. I know who Helena is.

S. Snape

Hopefully this would tempt her to come so he could help her to recover and maybe she would stop hating him; as unlikely as this sounded.

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Chapter 4:
Hermione received Severus’ letter and replied simply with:

No, I no longer wish to study.

This startled Severus and straight away realised there must be something wrong for such a un-Hermioneish statement coming from Hermione. This called for drastic measures.

Severus spent hours figuring out how he could help Hermione, this would be the first time in decades he had chosen to help someone without the risk of being killed if he didn’t. There was a first time for everything; Hermione just didn’t have to know. Severus decided to wait until late at night and break into Hermione’s house with a knife his mother gave him to break into locked places. When he was in, he would silently kidnap her and take her to his house without her waking.

The time came for him to execute his plan so her, like normal, put on a black robe and placed the knife in his pocket. Severus walked outside and apparated to Hermione’s house on the outskirts of London. Severus put his ear to the door and couldn’t hear any sounds; she must be asleep. He quietly let himself in with the knife and looked around the living room; it was a mess. Hermione had things lying everywhere and Severus realised that there definitely was something wrong; this was not like the Hermione he knew from Hogwarts and the war. He walked down the hallway to a room where there was half opened door and he could someone lying on a bed sleeping peacefully with hair strewn across her face and neck. Severus moved her hair off her face to gaze upon the innocent angel she was. Slowly he picked her up and took her outside locking the door behind them. He apparated the two of them back to Spinner’s End where he lied her upon his spare bed and closed the door behind him as he left to go to his own room to sleep.

A few hours later, Severus was awoken by an ear-piercing shriek from the room Hermione was in. He arose from bed, put a robe on and went to investigate.

“WHERE AM I? WHAT’S GOING ON? WHY ARE YOU HERE?” Hermione screamed and started hyperventilating.

“Accio calming draught,” said Severus and forced Hermione to drink it.

“What do you want me for? I said no in my letter,” said Hermione more calmly.

“Don’t flatter yourself, Miss Granger. I merely came to stop you from wasting away. As you dying would just a terrible loss for the whole Wizarding community who don’t know the truth about you. You and your potion overdosing, you’re excessive drinking and of course you don’t have a cousin named Helena; you don’t even have a cousin.” Severus said coldly.

Hermione looked at him; she must have been dreaming on the day of the book signing. He wasn’t kind he was mean and cold like he used to be at Hogwarts.

“Miss Granger, we both know there is something wrong that you’re not telling anyone, which is just making it worse for yourself. The only reason you are here id that you’ve dome something for the community and they love you, unlike me. Tell me you’re problem or fend for yourself and die alone and sad like I am going too,” Severus said coldly breaking the silence. The truth was, partly he was doing this for company but he didn’t want her to know that because she would just leave and end up hurt in the real world.

“Snape, I do not wish to tell you as we both hate each other and you know it. Now thank you for trying to help but I will be going now, goodbye,” said Hermione and she went to stand up but Severus pushed her back down.

“You’re not going anywhere,” he said smirking.

Hermione lay back down, rolled over and went back to sleep hoping it was all a nightmare she would soon wake from.

Severus left the room and went down to the kitchen where he made bacon and eggs for one. The smell wafted up to where Hermione was sleeping, waking her. She had no choice but to follow the smell of food, she was hungry after all.

“Where’s my food?” She asked as she entered the kitchen to find Severus eating.

“I thought you hated me and wanted to leave so why would I make you breakfast?” he said in a mocking tone.

She stomped her foot, crossed her arms and made a ‘humph’ noise. “Sir, I am in your house, unwillingly, yet you do not treat me as if you want me here. Why am I here exactly? Don’t say it’s for some research.”

“Miss Granger, I just wanted to help you. If you don’t want the help just go and we’ll never contact each other again. Also I have been trying out a new potion to counteract depression,” Severus said cleaning up and leaving the room.

Hermione was at a loss, this could help her to try to go back to a normal life if she stayed but if she left it could kill her. Would she stay or go? This was a hard decision but after an hour of sitting at the table Hermione had decided to stay but if anything happened here to upset her in anyway she would leave straight away.

“Sir, where are you?” called Hermione.

There was no answer so she called another three times; each had no answer. Hermione had one option left; explore the house to find him.


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Chapter 5:

Severus’ house was old and falling apart. The kitchen cupboards were old and frail but the oven looked new. Hermione made her way into dinning room, the table was made from oak and the chairs were cushioned with feathers. The china in the room looked ancient and had what must have been the Prince family crest on them. Hermione realised the Prince’s must have been an old Pureblood family who looked like they had gone down hill around the same time Eileen Prince married Tobias Snape. The lounge room was Hermione’s least favourite room; there were two moth-eaten couches and a few moth-eaten tapestries on the walls that looked centuries old. There was an old muggle television set that must have belonged to his father as it looked at least forty years old. Hermione wondered if it still worked. She walked up the stairs and saw the hallway she had come through this morning. Her bedroom was off the right and Severus’ to the left with a study at the end.

Hermione knocked on Severus’ door but there was no answer so she let herself in. Hermione gasped at the room; it was fit for a king. She had always wondered where teachers spent their salaries. There was a painting of two people across from the door; a man and a woman who looked like they were in love. There was no mistaking the man was a younger Severus, about fifteen or so and the woman was also about fifteen. She had long, flaming red hair with the most caring and welcoming smile Hermione had ever seen. Two things about the painting struck Hermione, it didn’t move making it a muggle painting and the woman’s eyes; they were the same as Harry Potter’s. There two people who were madly in love were none other than Severus Snape and Lily Evans. ‘Maybe this was why Severus hated Harry and James so much?’ Hermione thought to herself before she was interrupted by Severus.

“Excuse me, who gave you permission to go into my bedroom, Miss Granger?” Severus said in a nasty tone and appearing at the doorway.

“Sorry, sir, this painting on you and Lily is amazing. The two of you would have been perfect together. Both talented, both passionate for learning and you are each others equal. It’s a pity life has turns that are unforseen,” Hermione said realising she wasn’t just talking about Lily and Severus but Severus and her too.

“She was not my equal! She was a Gryffindor who ended up with a Potter and then dead because she refused to see bad in anyone even if she knew it would kill her; even me. It’s my fault she’s dead. Have you thought of whether or not you’re staying, Miss Granger?” he said and Hermione thought she heard emotion in his voice when he mentioned Lily but she must have imagined it as it disappeared just as quickly as it came.

“I have, sir. I am staying unless something happens that I am not happy with, in which case I shall be leaving straight away,” she replied.

“Fine, all I ask is you don’t get in my way or go into my room. You may enter the study if you wish and there is a library connected with it,” Severus said in a cold voice.

Hermione nodded and walked into her own room. She decided it needed a few homey touches. It surprised her how wonderful it felt to add colour and decoration to a bleak room. She painted the room gold and scarlet for Gryffindor and put a moving lion on the bed head. She conjured up some orchids and a vase to put them in and placed them on her bedside table. After hours of decorating she left her room to find Severus.

“Sir?” she called from and he immediately appeared from his room.

“Yes, Miss Granger is there a problem with something?” he said mockingly.

“Well…yes there is. I need to go to my house and collect a few items if I am to stay here as all I have is my wand and the clothes I am wearing; my pyjamas,” she replied just as mockingly.

“Oh, very well, I shall see you when you return then,” he replied and turned to go.

“Fine, but I was hoping you’d come so I could bring more stuff more items back with me. If you do come you might want to wear a disguise as my house is probably being watched for any signs of Hermione and Helena,” she smirked.

“Don’t flatter yourself,” Severus sad bluntly, performed a spell on him and the two walked outside and apparated away.

There was a group of people at Hermione’s house when they arrived.


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Chapter 6:

“Who is this man, Helena?”

“Where is Hermione?”

“Is Hermione dead?”

“Why are you wearing your pyjamas?”

There were people everywhere screaming questions at Hermione.

“This man is a college of mine from my new job. Hermione is on a ski trip in Europe and as far as I am aware she is not dead. I’m in my pyjamas because it is wearing your pyjamas to work day and I had early shift.” Hermione said and the two of them walked into her house locking the door behind them.

“Miss Granger…this place is a mess. Something has changed in you. You are no longer organised and on top of everything you’re sinking quite low; where has the insufferable know-it-all from Hogwarts gone?” said Severus once they were inside.

“Professor, we are here so I can collect some items of mine; not for you to ask questions and make statements on my personal life. Our relationship is completely work related…only. Now, we’ll have to take Floo powder back as I do not wish to be seen by them again and have more questions arisen about why I am carrying bags.” Hermione stated and went to pack a few bags.

“Miss Granger, you have been down there for almost an hour.” Severus called down the hallway to Hermione in her room.

“I won’t be too much longer,” she called back to Severus.

After another twenty or so minutes or so, Hermione walked down the hallway to find Severus sitting on her couch watching Dancing With The Stars on her muggle television.

“Who are these people?” Severus asked.

Hermione just laughed, “They’re British muggle celebrities that compete against other celebrities by dancing with professional partners.”

“Oh, ok. We should go now,” Severus said turning off the television and walking over to the fire place.

Severus went first; he took Hermione’s first trunk in one hand and a handful of Floo powder in the other. In the blink of an eye he was gone. Hermione found a package on her table, which she hid in her clothes and followed Severus.

“Now, Miss Granger, breakfast is at eight in the morning sharp, work afterwards and dinner at eight if you have any questions just ask me,” Severus said and turned to leave Hermione’s room where he had just put her stuff.

“Sir, I was just wondering if we could have a talk after dinner tonight.” Hermione said.

“Of course, Miss Granger, now go and get dressed. I’m going to prepare some lunch.” Severus said and left Hermione in peace to change.

After dinner the two went into the lounge room.

“You’ve seen a snippet of my life and you’ve seen inside my house as well as you decided to bring me here. I know I need help but everyone in my life has gone. If I did go to a councillor the world would know about it making the problem worse. Please…Severus…Please,” cried Hermione.

Severus was shocked at how emotional Hermione had become and how she must be willing to trust him after all he had done.

“Well…sit down, Her-…Miss Granger,” Severus said and pointed to the couch; he felt weird after him almost calling her Hermione.

The two of them sat down on one of the moth-eaten couches and Hermione looked away.

“Sir, as you quite well know, we are the only survivors from the war that I am aware of and I have no family left,” she still wasn’t facing him, “that’s why I turned to writing so I could write about the history I had been a part of since I was eleven and not face the reality that was around me. Then what I didn’t expect to happen happened; I became famous…well more than I already was and so more public scrutiny happened. Not even my writing was helping so I decided to disappear out of the spotlight after that book signing you attended.” By this point she was choking back tears but still not facing him.

“Miss Granger…Hermione…I understand. I too often feel alone after everything that has happened; mainly after losing Lily to Potter and then her death that was my fault,” Severus said and Hermione turned to face him.

“Really?” Hermione said in an understanding way.

“Yes, that’s why I asked you here, honestly. There is no work; I just needed someone to be able to talk to that had been through similar experiences too me,” Severus said and put his arm around her.

Hermione hit his arm and stood up, “You are a lying…ARGH...honestly thought there was work to do but now I think of it; if you had wanted someone to work with you, you would have put an add in the paper. How stupid am I?” Hermione was waving her hands madly. “I’m leaving in the morning; hopefully before you’re up. Goodbye…Snape and good riddance,” Hermione stormed off to her room slamming the door so hard the whole house shook.


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Chapter 7:

Hermione awoke early the next morning to pack her belongings and leave before Severus woke. She was folding robes when she noticed the package she’s picked up from the table at her house.

Curiously, Hermione opened it to a beautiful, royal blue, strapless, muggle dress. There was only a note saying:

I love you Miss Granger

Only one person called her that…Severus. She races out of her room, across the hallway and into Severus’ room without knocking. Hermione almost jumped when she saw Severus lying on his back asleep without a shirt on and a scar across his chest.

Hermione turned to leave when a voice behind her called out to her, “Miss Granger, I truly am sorry. If you leave…fine…go back to that dark and lonely life you live but never forget…I love you…Hermione.”

All of a sudden there were two arms around Hermione’s waist and she automatically put arms around Severus’ neck. He pulled her close and she pulled him even closer so a fly couldn’t have even flown through. The two of them were just like one as their lips met and pressed on each other neither one wanting to pull apart for eternity.

“`Cuse me, but are you Miss Hermione Granger?” called a man’s voice from the fire place.

Hermione and Severus broke apart staring at the man’s head.

“Why?” Hermione said coldly.

“Just curious,” he replied smirking.

“Well…that’s not a reason. Who are you and what do you want with me?” Hermione said once again coldly.

The man kept smirking and jumped into the room. Severus tried to hit him but was stunned. Hermione fired a curse but was bound by invisible robes.

“Don’t you worry…Hermione; you are very safe with me and not this man. He’d kill you if he got the chance. You’re coming with me,” The man grabbed her and took the fireplace where he muttered a place in a different langue; Latin. The two of them disappeared.


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Chapter 8:
Hermione awoke in a dark room hoping it had all been a terrible dream. Her head was racing; she’d had a fight with Severus, kissed Severus and taken from Severus by a man she didn’t know. No wonder her head was pounding as tears fell from her eyes, which, only a few hours ago, had stared into Severus’ soul.

The door to the room opened and a woman walked in wearing an apron over a nice, plain dress. She walked straight to the window and pulled back the curtains. Hermione gasped, she must have been in a castle, and there were tapestries on the walls of men fighting giants and trolls. The furniture was all made from oak and mahogany and it looked like it dated back to the Middle Ages.

“Excuse me, miss, but where am I?” Hermione asked as politely as she could.

“Why, Princess Hermione, don’t you know that you are in Ravenclaw Castle? We broke off from the Royal family of England when William II was on the throne and Ravenclaw herself built this castle with the help of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, as well as Slytherin in secret,” she said in a really heavy Irish accent. The woman looked about middle aged with greying, long, brunette hair and blue eyes.

“I’m really sorry for asking questions but why are you calling me Princess and why am I here?” asked Hermione.

“Well, Princess Hermione, I can’t tell you that I can tell you today will be a very busy day for you. There’s a wedding in three days time. Now, get up, we have to get you dressed,” the woman spoke, “by the way, my name is Anne.”

Hermione got out of bed slowly as Anne collected clean clothes from the cupboard. There was a corset among other things as well as a dress that looked hundreds of years old.

“Ok, now we wear these clothes differently to muggles; we introduced them to the corset,” Anne began and Hermione sighed. “Firstly slip behind the screen and put these on,” she handed her the corset and some puffy shorts.

Hermione put them on and walked out from behind the screen. Anne pulled and tugged so hard on the corset Hermione was having trouble breathing. Next she handed her a plain, cotton dress that covered her arms and touched the ground, clinging to her curves.

“I didn’t think muggle women wore something like this,” said Hermione.

“They don’t, this dress is magical,” Anne replied smirking.

Hermione felt the dress cling to her tightly so there would be no way it could come off; not even cut off.

“What’s happening?” Hermione was terrified.

“As I said earlier, I cannot tell you?” Anne replied still smirking.

Hermione was handed a stiff tulle petticoat to go over the skirt part of the dress. Finally Hermione could put the dress on. The dress was made of silk with the bodice covered in gold thread making a pattern of roses. The skirt had silver woven through it with a lace hem. Hermione had never seen such a wonderful dress in her entire life.

“Now, Princess Hermione, it is time from breakfast. Please follow me,” Anne opened the old, French door and lead Hermione out.

The halls had hundreds of door leading off with people similar to Anne coming in and out; it reminded Hermione of Hogwarts with all of the students going between classes. The wall, like Hermione’s room, were covered in tapestries of what must have been previous Kings doing noble things.

Finally they came to a door that Anne opened and ushered Hermione in; she left.

“Ah, my love, Princess Hermione, you look beautiful. I have not seen you for many years; our seventh year at Hogwarts to be exact. Are you looking forward to the most amazing wedding of the century? I see you are already in the traditional, magical dress. Now, what was it I heard was happening between you and Snape?” It was Dean Thomas that was speaking. He was wearing a regal looking outfit Hermione had only seen in pictures of muggle royal weddings.

“Dean Thomas, what a surprise to see you here. Now can you explain why I am here, whose wedding it is and why are you interested in my personal life with Severus Snape?” Hermione was acting very coldly towards him.

“My dear Princess Hermione, you are here for our wedding in three days. Of course your personal life with Snape interests me because we are to be married and you can never see him again. I learnt that from someone else’s mistake,” Dean put his arm around Hermione but she hit him.

Hermione sat herself down with a “humph!” Dean sat down across from her and smiled. The two of them ate breakfast in silence occasionally glaring at one another.

“Princess Hermione, do you remember how I always thought I was a muggle-born? Well my dad was really the King of the Wizarding world but my mother left him as she wanted me to grow up an ordinary muggle; not a prince. When we were eighteen, dad told me everything and how I was supposed to marry you as you are the heiress of Gryffindor. My father is your father’s cousin,” Dean spoke softly and kindly.

“How can that be if my parents were both muggles?” asked Hermione.

“Your parents weren’t muggles, they were Wizarding royalty but I am forbidden to tell you there names. Sorry, I must go attend to some business,” Dean said, kissed Hermione’s hand and left the room.

Hermione sat there for a few moments in silence before making her way back to her room where there was someone waiting for her at the window.


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Chapter 9:

“Hermione, I should have known. They always hold a royal wedding on the same day and I knew you would be next. I had never really thought about it; in a way I think I was trying to forget all about your family. They took your mother from me and now they are taking you. If only she was here right now to see you; without your father and brother. I am so sorry for not telling you earlier. I love you, Miss Granger. I always have and always will,” Severs turned around and faced Hermione who had tears streaming down her face. She ran up to him and embraced him.

“Severus, do you mean to say that I am Lily’s daughter? So my father is James Potter and Harry is my brother?” Hermione could not let go of him. She loved him and he loved her; they were perfect so why did people have to ruin perfection?

“Yes, you are. You were left with the Granger’s when your parents found out the Dark Lord was after Harry,” explained Severus finishing with a peck on her forehead.

The two of them stood staring at and embracing each other for a few minutes in silence before Severus started caressing Hermione’s wet cheek.

“If I go through with the wedding, I shall never be able to be with you again but if I don’t, I am stuck wearing these under garments, for use of a better word, forever. What do I do?” cried Hermione.

“You didn’t think I’d come all this way to Cork, Ireland without a plan to rescue you? I suppose I was invited to the wedding being half-blood of a noble Wizarding family…and Dean Thomas wishes me to suffer after all I did to students at Hogwarts; mainly you,” said Severus.

Hermione just kissed him gently on the lips before putting a hand on his shoulder. She mouthed the words ‘I love you’ to him.

“Now, I have a plan but I know they would probably get it out of you so all I can tell you is just to go with the flow. I’ll visit again tomorrow if I can but not on the eve of the wedding as there wouldn’t be any time to see you without both of us being caught and me probably killed. Please trust me,” Severus said holding her hand.

Hermione raised her eyebrows as if to say ‘why should I trust you?’

“Because I love you and always will, no matter what,” he said and left through the fire place.

The door opened and Dean entered, “Who were you talking too, my love?” he asked taking her hands in his.

“No-one, darling, just a howler for not doing interviews; I don’t know how they found me. I feel a bit like Princess Grace must have felt like,” said Hermione.

Dean just looked into her eyes and Hermione did occulmency just to be safe.

“Now, the British royal family has arrived and would like to meet you. Maybe you can meet Princess’ Grace’s family if they come to the wedding.” He took her by the hand and led her down to a formal lounge room where the British royal family were siting. There was Queen Elizabeth, Prince Phillip, Prince Charles, Princess Anne, Prince Andrew, Prince Edward Prince William and Prince Harry, as well as what looked like Dean’s father and step-mother.

Dean introduced everyone to Hermione, who, like most young women was head-over-heels in love with Prince William.

“Princess Hermione, you truly are lucky to be marrying Prince Dean,” said Prince Charles.

“Thank you,” said Hermione as politely as she could, she had never spoken to royalty before; especially the ones she had grown up admiring.

After a few hours of a nice morning tea and lunch, Hermione excused herself saying that she didn’t feel well.

When Hermione had left, Dean’s father spoke, “How very rude of her to do such a thing.”


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Chapter 10:

The day of the wedding arrived and Hermione was flat out; just as Severus had predicted. He had had only a brief time to tell her his plan was working well. She was sure she had seen him around the castle but he wouldn’t let on.

“Princess Hermione, it is time to put on your dress now,” said the voice of her maid, Anne, as she entered the room followed by the bridesmaids. They were family of Dean that she had only met the previous day.

The dress was made of silk with lace roses and hearts all over the bodice. The skirt had flowers that changed colours as it moved. The dress truly was magical and Hermione was delighted to know that it was the same dress her mother wore when she wed James.

Dean’s step-mother walked in when Hermione was dressed.

“Hello, Ma’am,” Hermione said and curtsied.

“Firstly, Hermione, my name is Helen and you aren’t to curtsy to me. I am your mother-in-law after all. Secondly, the media are covering this and would like to know where Helena, your so-called cousin is. I know you made her up so would you like me to clear everything up for you?” Helen said kindly.

“That would be great, thankyou. Helen, can I ask you something?” Hermione said gratefully.

Helen just smiled as if to say ‘yes’.

“You knew my parents, so you would have known all about my mother’s love for Severus Snape, right? And what did you think of him?” asked Hermione.

“Severus Snape is a really great man. I’m his third cousin a few times removed…or something like that, on his mum’s side. To tell you the truth, your mum loved Severus more than she ever loved James and would have been much happier with him. I am aware you don’t wish to marry Dean; you want Severus and I don’t blame you. I’m sure you’d be happier with Severus, which is why I’m helping him find a loop-hole in the law. Severus was just a bit too late to save your mum and I’m sure he’ll succeed in saving you. Goodbye,” said Helen and she left the room.

"Severus was too late to save my mum? I really hope he isn’t too late for me. I suppose Helen will help him but…"Hermione was having second thoughts about being saved from this marriage.

“Princess Hermione, it is time too go to the Cathedral,” Anne said and took Hermione by the arm leading her outside.

Awaiting Hermione and the bridesmaids was two horse draw, pumpkin-style coaches; just like Cinderella had had.

Hermione had a carriage to herself but Helen joined her with a footman.

“Hello, Miss Granger, we are here to help you live your life as you wish it to be lived,” said the footman; it was Severus Snape.


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Chapter 11:

Hermione kissed Severus on the lips gently as a sign of thanks. Helen smiled at the two of them.

“Now, Hermione, the law states you must marry today but it isn’t specific on whom. Dean isn’t going to make the wedding; Helen took are of that,” Severus explained. He got down on one knee; careful not to hurt himself in a moving carriage and spoke again, “will you marry me, Miss Granger?”

Hermione threw herself around him and screamed, “Yes! Yes! Yes! I love you, Severus Snape. I always have and I always will!” Hermione was over the moon, in an hour she would be marrying Severus.

“Well, congratulations. Here drink this bother of you; it’s Felix Felisis. We can’t afford to have anything go wrong. I may lose my marriage to do this for you but both of you deserve it,” Helen said and handed them both a glass that they drank.

The rest of the carriage ride was silent with Hermione lying in Severus’ arms. Occasionally Hermione or Severus would whisper ‘I love you’ into each others ears, this normally ended in a kiss full of passion and hope.

“Severus, you need to change out of those clothes before the wedding. I’m not marrying you in those clothes, they are so for servants five centuries ago,” laughed Hermione.

“Luck for you I have a change of clothing. Helen, can you please turn away? Hermione, you too…we aren’t married yet,” said Severus and they all laughed.

Helen and Hermione turned away so their backs were facing him. Severus had just taken his shirt off when Hermione conjured up a mirror to peak at him; she was impressed. For the first time she saw the Dark Mark that he had tried so desperately to hide over the years; she couldn’t wait until after the wedding when she knew he would show her.

“Miss Granger, are you looking at me?” asked Severus.

Hermione quickly hid the mirror, “Of course not, sir,” she had to stop herself from giggling.

Severus continued to dress with Hermione occasionally looking in the mirror. How she wished she had a family member present; adoptive or blood.

“Helen, Hermione, I’m dressed,” said Severus.

His clothes were simple but elegant. They consisted of a set of black dress robes with what looked like rubies sewn around the collar.

“Severus, I love your dress robes but isn’t it bad luck for the bride and groom to see each other before the wedding?” Hermione was getting really distressed by this thought.

Severus went and sat next to her. He put one arm around her shoulders and the other hand on her thigh. The two of the stared into each others eyes no wanting to let the others gaze drop.

“Hermione, I never thought you were a superstitions girl. Anyway, it’s nothing to worry about; we’ll tackle any hurdle as it comes. Our love will conquer all and you know that. Did you ever give up on me no matter how much you thought you hated me? No, you didn’t so don’t give up now,” Severus pulled her closer.

Hermione wiped her eyes and smiled at Severus, “I suppose you’re right.”

The coach finally arrived at the Cathedral to see so many people trying to pile in. Hermione recognised some of the guests; Victoria Skeeter was covering the wedding. Hermione hoped that the Felix Felisis was working or her day could get messy.

The man that kidnapped Hermione was running around yelling, “Prince Dean’s not coming. He won’t say why. Whoever will marry Princess Hermione?”

Severus stepped out of the coach and spoke, “I will. Princess Hermione and I are engaged after all.

A hush came over the crowd and the man didn’t look happy.


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Chapter 12:

“What?” The man was shocked and anything but happy. There were people whispering everywhere. “How long has this been?”

“I said I will. It is not your place to ask about my personal like but Princess Hermione and I are engaged,” Severus just stood there defiantly.

The man still looked shocked and now turning angry, “Princess Hermione is my cousin’s daughter and I disapprove of you. My cousin was engaged to you once and you almost tore up a family. Lily was ready to divorce James and run away with you; she’s my cousin and I must protect her daughter.”

Hermione stepped gracefully out of the coach and into Severus’ arms.

“You know, if you had wanted to protect me you would have confronted me sooner instead of leaving me to suffer depression. Severus Snape is my saviour, I owe him my life and all you can do for us is to allow us to be together. Lily, mum, would have wanted me to be happy, not be with some idiot who I don’t love and I know I never will,” Hermione said and turned to Severus for support. He put his arm around waist and smiled a genuine smile.

The man stood defeated; there was nothing he could say or do to change their minds. Hermione was surprised she had a living relative; a blood relative more importantly.

“Thank you, what’s your name? I’ll have to invite you to Christmas dinner,” Severus said in a sarcastic tone that wasn’t picked up on by the man.

“Oh, my name’s Brad Lowna. Thank you, Severus, your generosity is greatly appreciated,” he replied.

Hermione had to stop herself from laughing; he wasn’t the brightest person she’d ever met so how on earth could she be related to him? More to the point how Lily could be related to him without Hermione already knowing? She was of course one of Harry’s best friends after all. Something didn’t seem right here and Hermione needed to find out before it was too late.

“Now, am I getting married to Severus Snape or are we going to spend the rest of our lives chatting while I’m stuck in this horrible corset?” Hermione was getting really impatient; she had after all been in this corset for three days. That reminded her, it had been three days since she first realised her true feelings for Severus and now she was about to marry him. This must have been the shortest courtship ever but the two of them knew it was true love; destiny.

“Ok, ok, everyone inside,” called Brad.

Everyone quickly hurried into the Cathedral except for the wedding party and Helen.

“Severus, you’re lucky to be alive. He isn’t Lily’s cousin and he hates you. He is…” Helen said but before she could finish, Brad had killed her with a muggle fire arm.


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Chapter 13:

No-one knew Helen was dead except for the bridal party and Brad but none of these people were about to tell anyone and ruin the day for Hermione.

The ceremony itself went for two hours but Hermione couldn’t remember anything except for saying ‘I do’ and kissing Severus. The kiss lasted for minutes and was full of love, passion and longing. The past few years of their lives had been tough but they had both found their light; their saviour in each other and were finally happy. Severus didn’t have a best man; there wasn’t anyone he was friends with to ask and that was the only part of the ceremony that wasn’t up to the standards of Hermione’s dreams. Hermione was forced to think about how Severus didn’t have friends, except for his mother, which upset her as he was brilliant.

Severus’ father, Tobias Snape, who Hermione and Severus both believed to be dead, came to the wedding as he knew Hermione had been with Severus only a few days prior. He had re-married a French witch and had been happily living in Cork, Ireland; where the wedding took place. Tobias and Severus didn’t talk to each other at all during the day but he did talk to Hermione.

“Princess Hermione, why marry my son and not some rich Prince like you were supposed to? My son is a fool and an idiot who deserves to be by himself and not someone as accomplished and beautiful as you,” Tobias Snape said to Hermione.

“Excuse me, but I love your son, you treated him wrong as a child and caused him to take the path he took. He is just as accomplished as I am if not more and he is handsome. I’d take him over a royal snob any day; aren’t you forgetting he is a Prince? Well half a Prince and that’s your fault not his,” Hermione said and with that walked over to talk to Severus; her new husband.

“What did you say to that fool, Hermione?” Severus said putting his arm around her waist.

“I just told him it was his entire fault with the path you took and you will always be my Half-Blood Prince,” Hermione smiled returning the gesture and putting her arm around his waist.

Hermione’s day was different to how she’d dreamt it would be. Somebody had died, her true love didn’t have a best man and she had no family present; blood or adoptive. One question kept playing over in Hermione’s mind: What was Helen going to tell her and Severus? Who is Brad if he wasn’t Lily’s cousin? Hermione was completely lost.

“Hermione, it’s getting late. Maybe I should take you home. Just think, we have the rest of our lives together and I promise I’ll do what it takes to make you happy. I love you,” Severus whispered in her ear.

Hermione kissed him lightly as a sign that she agreed to what he was saying. The crowd also noticed it was getting late and everyone mutually agreed it was time to leave.

Everyone but Hermione and Severus lined up in two lines facing each other creating a human arch with their arms. Hermione and Severus ran through together and when they reached the end that hopped into a carriage to take them to a safe point of apparation home to Spinner’s End.

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Chapter 14:

The next day, Hermione and Severus awoke lying in each other’s arms in Severus’ bed. Hermione still could not believe what had happened in the past week; mostly the past day.

“Morning, Mrs Snape,” Severus said and lightly kissed her hair.

“Oh my gosh, I hadn’t even thought about that, none of this has sank in yet. Everything is just happening so fat. I love you Severus Snape,” Hermione sat up and rolled over onto Severus pulling him into a passionate kiss. Severus put one arm around her waist and another around her neck entwining his fingers in her hair. Hermione had both her hands carefully caressing his face and neck.

The two gently broke apart still looking deep into each others eyes; their souls.

Hermione climbed out of bed and started to change from a night-dress into a t-shirt and pants but quickly realised she was being watched.

“Severus, stop watching me. You’re making me feel uncomfortable,” Hermione said throwing a pillow at him.

“But Hermione, I don’t know any woman with a more beautiful body that you do. I must be the luckiest man alive to have you. I’m so glad you got rid of that cousin of yours, Helena, she was no fun at all,” Severus said cheekily. The two of them both laughed and made their way to the kitchen for breakfast.

In the kitchen, Hermione could see an own outside the window. She went over to open to window and untie the letter attached to its leg when she saw about ten other owls on the ground with letters attached to their legs. Severus, too, noticed what was happening and went to the window to untie to letters without letting in the owls.

“Severus, I don’t think I can handle all of this by myself. I’m used to the media but never like this about a wedding. The closest I’ve ever come to this was when there were rumours I was dating the lead singer of the weird sisters and, of course, in my fourth year, Victor Krum. All the lead singer and I did was organise Minerva’s funeral together,” Hermione said turning to face Severus.

Severus wrapped his arms around her so her head rested on his chest. “You know those rumours upset me. I couldn’t bare it if you wasted your talents on an idiot like that. I’ll always be behind you every step of the way.” Severus said and gently his head on hers.

“Thank you, Severus,” said Hermione softly.

The two went through the letters wearing gloves as Hermione knew from previous experience how nasty people could be. There were letters of congratulations and letters of hate; mainly directed at Severus who, in some letters, was accused of using a love potion on Hermione. Hermione giggled reading that. One letter out of all of them grabbed their attention;

Dear the new happy couple,

You won’t be happy for long. I’m out to get you, Severus Snape, for what you did to Lily. I loved her more than you ever did but was happy for her to be with James. At least it’s not my fault she’s dead. Try explaining this to Hermione.

Yours truly,
Your worst nightmare

“Hermione…I can explain…”Severus started to talk but was cut off.

“Severus, I know you loved Lily and I know it wasn’t your fault she died. She died to save Harry not because you accidentally told Voldemort the prophecy. I just want to know who else loved my mother and why this person sent this. I think this is the man who pretended to be Lily’s cousin,” Hermione said; her head was racing.

Severus guided Hermione to the lounge where the two of them sat down. He looked up into Hermione’s eyes and she knew he had been hiding something from her once again.

“Hermione, James had an older brother. He was completely obsessed with Lily but understood Lily loved James. His name was Bradley. I recognised him straight away when he kidnapped you. He was right when he said Lily was ready to leave James and run away with me but that’s when he stepped in telling James what I had already told Lily; the Dark Lord was after Harry. Bradley took you and found a muggle family for you; he couldn’t handle the responsibility of raising you himself. Harry is only your half-brother. Bradley is your father, that’s why he wants me gone as he blames me for Lily and James’ death,” Severus said and wrapped his arms around Hermione’s shaking body as she started to cry.

‘My father is alive. My father killed a woman. My father hates my husband. My father, my father, my father,' Hermione was just too overcome with thoughts about her father to talk.


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Chapter 15:

Days passed, maybe even a week before Hermione started to speak again. The shock of discovering she had a father who was her step-father’s brother and had given her to her adoptive parents as he didn’t want the responsibility of raising her himself was just to much for Hermione to deal with. She was too overcome by thinking and emotion to speak that Severus really couldn’t do anything to help her no matter how hard he tried. He spent hours just holding her and saying simple things like, ‘I love you’, ‘everything is going to be alright’ and ‘your mother was an intelligent woman’ these would make Hermione smile but not for long. Why did her life have to be so complicated and full of soap-opera style drama she’d grown up watching on muggle television?

The two of them were sitting on the couch when Hermione decided to talk for the first time.

“Severus…I…I…this…you…Lily…Bradley…James…Harry…family…” Hermione was having trouble talking and started to cry again; which she had been doing for most of the past week.

“Hermione…I love you. Bradley thinks different but do remember he is your biological father. The pain he went through giving you to the Grangers…muggles and altering what you’d look like so no-one would recognise how alike you and Lily were. It killed him inside; I saw it. James knew you were Bradley’s child, not his, and he also knew of Lily’s affair with me but he would never leave her. I hate him for many reasons, you know that, but one of them that he took Lily away from me at Hogwarts,” Severus’ eyes filled with anger while speaking but returned to normal upon looking at Hermione.

“I…I…understand…I…love…you…too.” Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck and let her tears fall onto his chest where her head was resting.

“Everything will be ok. You just need to meet with Bradley and have a talk about your life. Also you can find out how he’s still alive; he went missing years ago. Rumours were that he committed suicide after James and Lily died. I’ll arrange a meeting here for you so it’s more comfortable,” Severus kissed Hermione lightly on the head and stroked her wet face.

“Thank you, Severus. I truly want to confront him; so many questions to ask,” Hermione whispered.

The two continued to relax in each others embrace for hours and Hermione managed to stop crying. Severus smiled at this and pulled her up off the couch to go to get some food as Hermione had barely eating as well in the past week. She was becoming quite thin and Severus was beginning to become worried so he gave her extra food; she managed to eat all of it.

There was a knock at the door and the two of them went to answer it hand-in-hand.


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Chapter 16:

Bradley was standing there holding a bunch of orchids. He handed them to Hermione and said, “Sorry.”

Hermione smiled, “Come in. I know who you are and I have so many questions to ask you. Just one thing, though, please don’t hurt Severus. I know how much you must hate him but it’s thanks to him I’m alive and know about my family; including you,” Hermione spoke sharply as she opened the door wide enough to let him in.

Severus showed him to the couch and conjured up some tea for them.

“Ok, Bradley, what brings you here? I’ve already told Hermione about Lily, James, you, me and her adoptive parents. She didn’t talk for a week after discovering you were her father. Just answer her questions and go,” Severus spoke in a cold, harsh tone that Hermione knew from Hogwarts. He clearly hated him.

“I came to make amends with my daughter who has for some stupid, unforseen reason fallen in love with you. She is more like her mother than I thought,” said Bradley.

Hermione was just sitting there with her arms crossed rolling her eyes listening to the two men argue over her.

“Ok, I have some questions to ask. Bradley why did you leave me with the Grangers and go into hiding letting everyone to believe you were dead?” asked Hermione as politely as possible.

“Hermione, Snape told you’re parents You-Know-Who was after Harry and Lily was convinced that she wouldn’t let him die. She even said she would sacrifice herself for him so I knew she wouldn’t be there to help raise you. We lived with them and Lily was always there for you and Harry so I knew that you would need two caring parents all the time. Lily told me about a girl she knew from a muggle school so I went and found her. When I found her she was married but they were unable to have children. I told them all about you and how you were Lily Evan’s daughter and they took you in. After this I had no real reason to live so I went into hiding but I so badly wanted to see you all grown up that I moved around trying to love a happy life. I’m so sorry for leaving you,” said Bradley with a lot of emotion in his voice.

Severus just rolled his eyes at this and tried not to laugh; poor Hermione for being related to him.

Hermione smiled thinking that her dad tried to do it for a good reason.

“Ok, apology accepted. Now, Severus…I want to hear all about your life. This includes Lily and why you became a Death Eater and why you turned back good helping Dumbledore? I know you probably don’t want to say in front of Bradley…but…please…just for me?” Hermione asked with love in her voice.

Severus looked annoyed; he had never shared this story with anyone before. He didn’t even know where to begin.

“Ok…for you, Hermione. When Lily and I were thirteen, we became friends; Slug Club. At fourteen we started dating but in secret but at fifteen we had a terrible break-up, all because she stuck up for me in front of Potter and his gang and I stupidly called her a ‘mudblood’.” Severus looked ashamed and Hermione gasped, “Then she started dating Bradley until they broke up and at seventeen her and Potter got together. Marriage…and soon came a pregnancy but the child was Bradley’s. Lily turned to me for a while they fought and almost ran away with me but the Potter brothers tried to kill me. At this time Voldemort was gaining power and I ran to join him; most loyal servant I was. I overheard the prophecy and told him. Lily fell pregnant to Potter and he was after the child. I regretted it so much that I ran to Dumbledore who saw the love I held for Lily and forgave me. Straight away I went to Lily and told her but Bradley found out and, of course, told his brother. I convinced Voldemort that I could make Lily turn if he spared her but she died to save her son. Voldemort feel and I taught at Hogwarts living with my past. It was hard to see you; your mother’s ability running through you and her stubbornness. That’s what happened…Hermione…I wish it didn’t…I truly am ashamed of it,” said Severus.

Hermione cupped her hands on his face and gently placed her lips on his. She passionately kissed him and he kissed back. Bradley sat on the couch trying not to watch his daughter with his enemy but realised it truly was love and they were truly happy to be together.


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