The Forgotten Children

A Hermione Granger and Severus Snape story: a tale of friendship, love and forgiveness.

Pairing: Hermione Granger and Severus Snape which might develop into a romance (I will have to see how the story develops)

Summary: Reflecting on the aftermath of the war Hermione realizes that the Ministry's outdated methods and traditions have left many silent victims that have gone unnoticed. She then develops projects that will revolutionise the wizarding world, to provide children with a safe and caring environment, and to raise awareness of domestic violence and hardships that face wizarding families in the hope of preventing the circumstances that befallen Harry, Tom, and Severus during their childhood.

Disclaimer: This story is based on J.K. Rowling Harry Potter books. I do not own Harry potter. This applies to all chapters associated with this story.

Please note that the story line is still development and not yet complete.

Chapter One: After the battle

The subtle scent of dry parchment and ink from the many rows of books span that shelfs of the Hogwarts library sooth me as I gaze out of the library's large windows overlooking the grounds. The forbidden forest is casted in a warm glow as the setting sun disappears over the tree line. I rub my hands together to warm them before lighting the lamp on my desk which I perch upon. I can imagine Madam Pince shout of outrage if she caught me sitting on the desks, but I am alone. Madam Pince is most likely in her quarters by now. Not many people come here now days while the repairs are underway to the castle. They are near competition but Professor McGonagall or Minerva as she has asked me to call her in private, says that it will still be a few more months before Hogwarts can reopen. Minerva is headmistress and has generously allowed me to stay in the castle while I assist with the repairs. It's nice not to be on the run anymore, I have started to gain back the weight I loss while staved of food to be a healthy weight once more.

One of the biggest but pleasant surprises was finding out that Severus Snape survived the snake bite for I had not yet found out if my treatment was a success or not. It's still not widely known how he survived yet; he understandably does not like to talk about it. I personally still think he is sulking a bit for his love for Lily being made public knowledge. The daily Prophet over romanticised his feeling for Lily and how he is desired by most witches in Brittan.

Its November now, six months passed the battle of Hogwarts and there still lingered a sense of great sadness and grief mixed with celebration that the war was finally over for good. So many where lost, at times I wish that I could of prevented each of those loses but at the same time understanding that there wasn't much that I could do, we had all fought our best until the last second. As I think about the reason that caused the war in the first place, I can't help a soft humourless laugh at the fact that two wars raged on due to something a trivial as blood. Blood no matter which human it came from would be the same…red…no purer than the next human…nor containing any mud.

As I think about the muggle world, a world I feel like I only half belong to now, my other half belonging to the wizarding world. I can't help but think, that the wizarding world is so young compared to the muggle world, despite being around for about the same time. The muggles have lived through many wars, fought battles over status, class, skin colour, gender, religion and territory just to name a few. The muggles have learnt from their mistakes, grew as a community to become stronger whereas the wizarding world still does not hold as great an acceptance for muggles. They have been improving in their regard for muggle-borns but there is much work to be done. It is my hope that I can revolutionise the wizarding world, improving it for all. It is time to reflect and evaluate our laws, traditions and how we teach our children. For we cannot advance without acceptance of each other, breaking down the walls with divide us and learn to understand one another.

Lest we forget

Suddenly I jump of the desk and sit in the chair; I pull out a piece of parchment and quill, dipping it into my ink well and begin to write.

Ways to improve the Wizarding world by Hermione Granger

1. Provide protection to Wizarding and muggle-born children from violence, emotional abuse, neglect, and extreme poverty.

2. Provide support to families to assist with providing children with a safe and caring environment.

3. Raise awareness of domestic violence and the impact it has on the community.

4. Evaluate our laws and traditions.

5. Education reforms that are actually beneficial to students learning (Note to self: don't let any Umbridge's interfere with this one).

6. Improving the wizarding worlds understanding of muggles and how their society works. Maybe visits to the muggle world for Hogwarts students to gain hands on experience in the muggle world, guided by a muggle-born or other witch or wizard who lives in that world and show a deep knowledge for their laws and customs.

7. History lessons of the muggle world at Hogwarts, as well as other lessons that are taught in muggle high schools.

8. Introducing muggle sport and games to Hogwarts.

9. Improvement on the muggle studies course outline and lesson plans so that it reflects the current situation in the muggle world. This should also be compulsory for all students for first and second years; muggle-born students should have an option to take a class on wizarding culture. Having an excursion to the muggle world in third year should improve enrolment in this class. Displaying prejudice towards muggles and muggle-born students will result in the said student having to continual to study muggle studies in third year.

10. Zero tolerance towards bullying (and unfair teaching practices).

These are just some of the major issues and some smaller ones. They will not be solved in one day, nor a week or a year. They are things that could be worked on and a goal to aim towards. The wizarding world needs a leader through these changes, and they are about to learn the capabilities of Hermione Granger, the know-it-all book worm and brightest witch of her age.


I collect my belongings and neatly place my list inside my bag, grabbing the bag strap I rest it on my shoulder and leave the library. As I walk through the corridors I glance at the work that has yet to be complete. There are only traces of scorch marks from spell fire and a few missing stones left to indicate the battle that raged inside these walls and those too will soon gone, leaving only memories behind.

I soon arrive at the large doors of the Hospital wing. I pause in front of them, not knowing what my welcome will be for I have yet to visit him and the day I choose to finally arrive is the day he is leaving the Hospital wing and I assume Hogwarts as well. I heard he could have left months ago but has stayed behind to assist Madam Pomfrey in healing the injured and brewing healing potions.

I think back to that night in the shrieking shack and I can't help the tear that silently fall down my cheeks. The brutal devastation of witnessing the snake assault Professor Snape. As soon as Voldemort left I remember rushing in to the room, at first I stand in shock at what I had just heard and witnessed. Harry rushed forward, collecting Professor Snape tears that contained his memories. I quickly shake of my shock and set to action. I grab healing potions, blood-replenishing potions, wound-cleaning potion, a bezoar for good measure, and bandages out of my beaded bag.

I remember Nagini's attack on Mr. Weasley and how the venom has somehow prevented or delayed the blood clotting which resulted in him bleed profusely….just like Professor Snape is now. That gave me the idea to poor the blood-replenishing potion and healing potion down his throat. I quickly nudge the bezoar down his throat as well. Next I cleaned the wound with the wound-cleaning potion, generously dabbing the purple liquid which stated to smoke on the wound, then wrapping the bandages tightly around his throat, putting pressure on the bite. I give him another two blood-replenishing potions.

'Hermione, come on…we have to leave.' Said Ron

'You will have to leave him. There is nothing you can do for him now.' Harry sombrely tells me.

'Just a second' I inform the boys, who are starting to get inpatient. They believe that Professor Snape is beyond help, but I disagree. I check his bandages one last time, ensuring they are still tight and give him one final last dose of the healing and blood-replenishing potion.

'Misty' I call desperately which must be the name of one of the many house elves at Hogwarts for an elf appeared before me.

'How can I serve miss?' Misty asked.

'Look after Professor Snape, he is severely injured. I have placed healing and blood-replenishing potions next to him. Don't let him bleed out of the wound too much. He can't afford to lose any more blood.' I inform Misty.

With one last look and a touch of his weak pulse, I leave the room following Harry and Ron to join the battle once more. I can't help the guilt I feel at leaving a dying man alone despite not truly knowing his true alliances for once again I had no idea who's side he belonged too.

I shake my head and the memory fades away. Placing my hands on the large doors I slowly push them open.


Note: Please review and if you have any good ideas for a title for this story, I will listen to suggestions. I have developed this idea for my story but I'm not sure if the title is right yet. Please don't expect too quick of updates, for I am still working out the plot and story line of this story. The first chapter is a bit sombre, but it does improve and get more cheerful.