1. The Nightmares.
It was the same nightmare again. The same chamber, the same people, even the same smell that was drving Severus Snape insane. He was standing in front of none other than Hermione Granger. He was protecting her. "Why am I protecting her ?" Protecting her from The Dark Lord, who was pointing his wand at The Potions Masters chest. The chamber was dark. The only light got there through a big window that was on the roof. The smell was ... beyond disgusting. The scent of dead bodies. Severus could just make out Potters and Weasleys body just beside the wall to his right. Now, all the hope is gone, The Chosen One is dead, so why is he even trying to protect her knowing what was about to come ? Voldemort was speaking, yet Snape couldn't hear a thing, and then the green light was travelling towards him at the speed of light, but he only saw it in slow motion. He then could hear the two words that escaped Voldemort's mouth. "Avada Kedavra." And then there was darkness... And numbness. The next thing he know he woke up in his bedroom in the dungeons all sweaty. The nightmare kept haunting him, since the school year had begun. He didn't understand it. The Dark Lord was gone... Forever. So why did he kept having that nightmare ? The horrible smell was gone, and all he could smell now was the fresh scent of his quilt. He breathed heavily, as he sat up and tried to forget about the nightmare.
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Meanwhile, in the Gryffindors tower, one particular student was suffering from the same nightmare. The chamber, the smell, the bodies, Voldemort, and Snape. "Wait... Snape ?! Why is he here ? And why is he ... protecting me ?" Hermione didn't understand anything from that dream, yet it scared the hell out of her, whenever she had it. Likewise Snape, she spotted the dead bodies of two of her best friends, and she couldn't help but panic. Harry was gone, and so was Ron. What was she going to do now ? The hope is gone. And then the green light, and Voldemort screaming those two words filled with such hatred. Hatred, yes, but he was also satisfied, for after all those years he had defeated his worst enemy, Harry James Potter, and now he also killed the double spy. Hermione hated Snape with passion, yet she couldn't help but feel so... devastated when he feel to the ground, unconciously. He was dead. Gone forever. A single sob escaped her lips, as she ran up to his cold body and bent down. He looked so peaceful, and then the anger built up in her. She stood up, whilst taking her wand out of her pocket and pointing it at Voldemort. He just smirked, and said in that cold tone of his "I killed your boyfriend, what will you do now ?" Hermione was paler than ever. Even paler than Snape, if that was possible. ".. my who ? Snape ? My boyfriend ?" The Gryffindor couldn't help but feel more confused as his words sunk in. She snapped something at Tom Riddle, but she couldn't hear her words, but they made Voldemort furious. He raised his wand, and Hermione felt like she couldn't care less what happened to her now, that... Snape was gone ? And then there was two words, and the green light. She could feel her body hitting the hard marble floor, and then nothing. Darkness, and numbness. After that, Hermione woke up. That happened every night, although tonight she found herself lying on the sofa in the common room, with a book on her lap. She had fallen asleep here - she looked at the clock just over the fireplace, and sighed - just 4 hours ago.
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Hey ! I just wanted to let you know that this is my first story here and ask you if you could excuse me for any spelling or grammar mistakes. I'm polish and i've been learning English for three years. Hopefully, i won't make lots of mistakes. :P Feel free to review, so i know if you'd like me to continue the story. :)