This evening, she had sat at the piano excitedly, in front of a score so new the cover kept closing stubbornly. A deep breath, and her fingers had fell cautiously on the keys. Just a few notes, swaying like the current of a quiet river, and then, above it, a timid melody had risen in the air. His heart had quickened. Of all the pieces... she had chosen this one ?

She read the title of the form and almost dropped her tea : "Workplace Relationship Disclosure Form". Minerva was stunned. She had no knowledge of any new relationship between her employees. Was is Longbottom ? Or had Pomona finally worn down Filius ?

"Do you want to get married?" Severus' voice cut through the crackles of fire and rain. Hermione looked up from her book, startled. "What are you asking me?"

Lately, a new story has started. A love story, of course. It is always a love story. And this time, he found other heros than himself. It seemed ludicrous at first, but Neville is certain. The signs are all there, even if only he seems to see them.