Hello there. This is an autorized translating. This is a fic, from the user, MariSeverus. She write in the spanish section and i really loved, this fan fic. I assume, that i can do this, in the better way. I really hope, that you are going to enjoy it. My kisses and thanks for reading. Is an a half, of the translation. I need more time
Disclaimer: None of that you see here, is mine. The ideas came from MariSeverus, and the characters, from JK Rowling.
Prologue:
The curtains were drawn in nursing altogether, the little light that was inside the room, came from a wand which was kept alight. The wand it was in the hand of the nurse, who looked with a face of disgust, to another wizard.
"It's the worst case of fever of Dragon, I've seen" said she, crossing her arms. A bad cough was his only response "I don't know, how you are so sick, Snape"
The second, said nothing. He stayed in bed trying to stop a succession of sneezes. Although not lost its menacing gesture. Promfey continued its analysis to diagnose.
Dragon Fever, it was very common in animals, and those who work with them. But she figured that an outbreak, had to reach the castle as soon as the dragoons were brought to the test of champions.
What symptoms he has affected? a terrible fever, a cough occasionally uncontrollable, sneezing and malaise. Sometimes, smoke, from his ears. But it was not appropriate.
The cure consisted in rest, get plenty of sunlight and some complicated potions ingredients. She sensed it would cost to find the ingredients for Snape.
But there was a slight problem with so many sneezes. The man could hardly stand for himself. Fever threatened to increase from time to time, with his bleeding nose.
What could I do? The mere mention of daily care, was making the growling and cursing did she not understand between symptoms. She can't keep Snape forever, in the infirmary. And she had things to do.
"I'm not staying here!" he said Snapped, after he was finally able to speak. Promfey just looked at him.
She remember exactly an event, something that could work nicely. But she, do not know whether, her was qualified or even, if she would accept the offer.
"So you want to do your internship as a nurse, Hermione?"
"Oh yes! on the day of the magic profession, I chose nursing."
"I think you certainly have skills, plus a girl like you..."
You are going to be wrong, if you was working with books in a library reorganization. A pity for Madame Prince.
- Well, I know some things, not much.
- It's not as difficult as it seems my dear. The most of the things, are in books.
Hermione stood smiling for some time. Healing, and potions, it was what gave her the best results. His friends lived saying he was engaging in those races, provided that, was what she wanted.
Could be used. Finally, she made the internship that she both wanted, and she can be freed from this "slight" inconvenience with the man. She turned to Snape, who kept his hands in his lap and watched her with a defiant look.
"You can not tell anyone about this!" Complained. The nurse shook her head.
"Nobody has to know. Well, actually you can not spend more time here. We do not know if the disease is contagious and it is best to rest in a quiet place."
Snape was silent while the nurse, pondered the recent discovery she had done. "Hermione, perhaps, can waste an opportunity to serve? She wasn't misunderstood to Hermione. Even, to seeking to place her in an uncomfortable situation. She, can provide a service and solve the problem of the man, it could be serious.
"Wait for me, sitting. Do not move please"
Hermione would be pleased, to do something. Who else than her? Her skills were amazing.
"Destroy" Ron shouted in the common room "Come, just a little pawn!"
"Oh no, you're back to win!" Neville sighed with apathy and defeat, around his face.
"Why the hell you keep playing if you know, it will happen again, Neville?" Asked Hermione on the floor, correcting her work on how to duplicate objects "And Ron, I will not correct your work. If you, misspelled your name"
"I was busy" he replied, without even taking off, his gaze of the game "I had no time to pay attention"
"In Which?, In Lavander that was be crouched?
Ron was about to answer, as red as a turnip, but was interrupted by his sister. Entered through the portrait and she looked tired. Put her hands up her legs and breathing heavily.
"Hermione, Promfey are looking for you" "She says he has something important to communicate.
"Me?"
"Yes" said Ron annoyed. "Another Hermione is here? I don't think so"
The girl ignored him and got up to cross for the portrait. Her friend Ginny did the same. She remained silent throughout the journey, wondering what was it so important.
They stopped at the infirmary, and they listened soft voices, arguing. Then another that sounded weird and tired, wich it was complaining. She knocked gently and waited, while Ginny pulled away.
"Oh Hermione!" Albus smiled very jovial.
Hermione smiled in response.
"Good morning sir" observed the place, who it was kept in the dark. "Why are all the lights are out?"
"You see" came Promfey "I called you because, I need your help, Hermione"
She nodded slightly, admiring the meeting who were watching closely, something in the dark.
"How can I help Mrs. Promfey?"
"Well. You see, some time ago you told me, that you were very interested, in practicing healing. Is not it?"
"Yes, I did."
"Okay. It is dear, we have at this moment a very important event to attend, and I thought that, you would be happy, in bring some help"
A noise was heard behind her, something that moved and swayed. He tried again and in doing so, she was seen thanks to the little light that crept through a window that it wasn't closed.
"I'm no..." there, the potions professor Severus Snape, as pale as she had never seen. He looked very sick.
"Pro...? Teacher..?"
"Severus has fished the "Dragon's fever", Hermione, and urgently needs, your care.
"Me?"
"Her?"
Dumbledore watched them both with a smile, neither of them dared to look or even say something. Promfey clasped his hands and spoke with a gentle tone, as if trying to convince them both.
"You need to rest for a few days, and we know that it will be impossible in Hogwarths since, you, not want to move away from academic duties.
"I'm not going anywhere!" Snapped the man, putting his hands on his head.
"So I suggest "continued Dumbledore, with McGonagall behind him "the host of Sirius, in Grinmauld Place"
"What?"
She watched as the man just stood up and for a moment, she was feeling that, she would be useful. Although She knew that he would not accept her help, and he would be bad with her.
"Well, I do not know what to say. I'd love to do something, and help the professor. But What about my studies?"
The director seemed to think about it, showed no emotion, and Snape could not believe what was happening. Why the hell that stuff happened to him?
"It does not matter, Minerva will give you topics to evaluate and you can study them. Then, you can submit a test"
McGonagall nodded, and Hermione seemed more relaxed but not quite. Snape however, tried to say something but a sudden sneeze, avoided it. Promfey looked gravel, and told him to lie down again.
Hermione, bit her lip, not knowing what to say. What would her friends think about it? Does the course, would be simply studying at home and give evidence? Where was the practice?
"I'll think" decided the young lady, with her eyes, looking the ground.
"Well, do not take a long time, dear"
She ran quickly, to his common room, barely able to tell to the portrait, the password. On entering, She touched his chest and sighed looking for some air. His friends lions, look at her with some confusion.
Ron was the first to appear in the doorway. Was carrying the chess board and made a strange movement with his head as if trying to decipher what happened to her friend.
"What you said Hermione?" Harry asked with a smile.
She, pondered the best way to say. What, they might think, after telling them something like that? She remained silent for a moment, thinking and organizing, the events in his head.
Given, her long silence, the boys thought it was something serious. Needed on answers,they approached to her to try to get the information.
"Tell us Hermione, what happened"
"You see, Professor Snape is very ill..."
Ron lit up with joy, it seemed that he did not fit in himself. He jumped and dropped the chess. The pieces fell on all sides and began to move, as they complained for be on the floor.
"Snape sick!" Exclaimed "This has to be a miracle!"
Harry nodded, agreeing with his friend. However, Ginny seemed to understand what her friend was trying to say, and continued the interrogation.
"Let me guess, you have been asked to help him in something"
"Yes, but..." She paused again, and inspired with discomfort "not here"
"Why not here?" Harry spoke with confusion.
"They want me to take care of him, in Grinmauld Place"
"No way!" Spit a member of the Order, the highest and careless of them. "Not Snape!"
"Please Sirius, is reasonable" "Dumbledore has just said that is only until you are well" noted Remus Lupin.
"But should be here?" Criticize by observing the blue eyes of Dumbledore "And why Hermione, has to be the nurse?"
"Has been offered kindly. After, that we ask her kindly"
Sirius reluctantly looked to Dumbledore who stood with a smile. Then he turned his head toward his friend Remus who nodded vigorously. Then let out a groan of frustration, as an answer. The head of the school, nodded, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"OK Sirius, you've made a good decision"
"I repeat what I said" cried Snape, entering in the big house "I'm not staying here, not with Black!"
"The feeling is mutual Snape"
Both men stared with hatred through a chair that stood between them. It was well known through magical world, or at least those who knew, the antipathy felt for each other.
Sirius raised his head in amusement and admiring his counterpart that looked terrible. The second, still watching Sirius with hatred as he tried to burn with his gaze.
In the middle of both, was Lupin with a gentle smile as if that was enough to calm them. They remained silent for a long time and then spoke Sirius smiling.
"Snape, until it has touched you"
The second gave a sort of grunt in response, though, chose to ignore it.
"I always knew you had the blood of a dragon" scoffed