Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. :(
Author: EntrancableFairy
A/N: This is only the prologue and I'm still working on the actual story so bare with me. Thanks.
Summary: Hermione gets captured by Death Eaters. They drug her in order to get what they want, but what DO they want? Eveyone seems to have a different answer. One thing's for sure: Hermione needs someone to look after her and it might as well be Severus because that just makes perfect sense, now doesn't it?
Perfect Sense
Prologue
Severus sat Hermione up against the wall; he held her there while he turned the faucet for the shower and adjusted the temperature. He shook his hand to get rid of the excess water as he started to peel off her clothes. She moaned as she barely registered that she was being stripped. Severus guided the drugged up woman into the shower and against the far wall. He held his hand out making sure she won't fall over. He sighed as he thought, "I'll have to attend her. There's no way she'll be able to do it on her own." He looked at her pitifully and then took a step forward. Suddenly he stopped and remembered he was fully clothed. He sighed again and rolled his eyes. His Master was having a grand time with this. He had wanted to give Snape the job of looking after the girl as a gift and to do whatever he pleased with the little know-it-all chit. After seven years of the impeccable, annoying girl it didn't seem all that bad, really. But now… now it was just wrong. The Dark Lord wanted her drugged for his own agenda, although no one knew exactly what that was. Severus, himself, didn't understand why his lord would want her drugged in the first place, she was practically comatose. Severus stripped off the last bit of clothing and stepped into the shower just in time to catch Hermione from head-butting the shower knob.
"Miss Granger," he tried for the millionth time that evening to rouse her. "Miss Granger, wake up! You almost split your head open!" She moaned as he pulled her under the heat of the water. He pressed her chest against his so that he could wet her back and wash it.
The aphrodisiac he'd been giving her would numb and knock her out for 4 hours, so that's why he had to supply her with more every 6 hours. The last 2 hours she'd be coming around and trying to get her bearings but before she could Severus would give her another dose and send her back into a dreamless, coma-like state. The potion was highly addictive if not administered properly and that was the reason for the 2 hour wait period between doses. He figured that is why his master entrusted him with the prisoner.
Severus flipped her around so he could wash the front side of her body. He tried not to look at her body but it was impossible because he was, in fact, washing it. So he tried not to think about it. AS he was washing the soap away, however, she suddenly reached for his arms and moaned as if she were in pain. The action and sound surprised him so much that he gasped and almost dropped her as he turned her around to face him once more. Laying her against the wall he saw signs of her trying to regain consciousness. Frantically, he moved to get the potion and keep her from waking. She CAN'T know where she's at or who she's with. He pushed the vial to her lips and tipped her head back so the drink went down smoothly. As he emptied all the contents of the small tube into her mouth he saw her eyes flicker a bit. Soon the potion will take effect and hopefully she wouldn't have noticed anything. But his hope was short-lived as two words escaped her mouth in a faint, but audible, whisper, "…Professor…Snape."
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