Disclaimer: The last time I checked I was not J.K Rowling who is a bright woman who I can not compare with. If I one day turn into her I'll let you guys know first.
AN: This is my first fan fiction for Harry Potter. I welcome all reviews and I hope you will review so I know how I should take the story. If you don't like Snape/Hermione fan fictions I suggest you not read this one. If you don't like rape again don't read it. Lastly I started this before HBP came out so if you have read it and this don't match to that story line, I'm sorry but as I said before I started it before it came out.
Seventh year had come at last; finally the Golden trio was going to be out of his hair. Potter with his father's attitude, Weasley with his family ties, and Ms. Granger with her know-it-all self. It was a great relief he only had one year left with those Gryffindor idiots. He knew that Ms. Granger was going to go to a University to major in Transfigurations and most likely would succeed McGonagall.
Severus drank another sip of fire whiskey while he thought deeply. Potter was most likely going to die in the final battle with Voldemort. He held back the horrible thought, as he drank the rest of his glass. Putting his glass down on his desk he walked into his bathroom to start his nightly chores.
Severus washed his face with the Sandalwood face wash that McGonagall gave to him for his birthday. (That stuff smells so good I can just see Severus using it) He walked over to his tub and turned the shower head on, before he walked into his bedroom to get his robe and sleepwear. Sometime he hated being in the dungeons, the water took forever to heat up.
"Damn muggle plumbing." Severus swore as he stuck his hand into the shower to check the water. After about five minutes he got undressed and stepped into the steaming shower, the water turning his skin a deep crimson on contact. As soon as he started to wash is hair a familiar pain shot through his left arm. Severus grabbed his forearm in desperate need for it to stop throbbing.
"Fuck," he murmured under his breath "He's really pissed tonight." Severus got out of the shower and murmured a quick drying spell as he walked back into his room. Grabbing his Death Eater robes out of his armoire he rushed to put them on.
"Damn, why so many fucking buttons? They want me to die I know it." Severus said has he grabbed his wand and said a familiar spell which left him with all the buttons turned up. After he fastened his mask on he picked up his port key and placed it on his finger. Turning it twice he vanished.
Voldemort fumed while he waited for "His" death eaters to get there. How could Lucius get captured? That was the only question he had in his head, one he hoped he would get answers for.
Draco trembled in the corner to Voldemort's right, not knowing what he was going to have to do to be one like his father was. The Death Eaters started showing up one by one, bowing at his feet as they arrived. Severus was the last one to show up as usual.
"Why are you always the last to arrive Severus? You know I don't like it when you're late" Voldemort spat. Severus lifted himself from his bowing position.
"My lord, you know how Dumbledore is, it's hard for me to get away from the castle at this time." Severus answered as his eyes scanned the room and stopped on young Malfoy.
"I forgive you Severus, your doing the most work out of all of my Death Eaters, let us get down to the business I called you all here for." Voldemort cleared his throat "Young Malfoy wants to be a fellow Death Eater and I believe he needs to complete a task before he does so, what do you all think?" Severus looked around at the others who all nodded their heads in agreement.
"Tell me Severus who was involved with the capture of Lucius?" Voldemort asked with anticipation.
"There was Harry Potter which you all know, Ronald Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood and Hermione Granger besides Dumbledore himself." Severus answered with a bow.
"I believe I have an idea on what Young Malfoy should have to do." Voldemort said with a smirk, "Malfoy come forward." Draco got up from his seat in the corner and walked over to Voldemort where he bowed.
"Yes My Lord?" Malfoy answered almost too quickly.
"We are going to give you the mark of a Death Eater today, but if you do not complete the task before you, will not be considered one of my Death Eaters." Voldemort said as he grabbed Malfoy's left forearm. With a wave of his wand Draco cried out in pain as the black mark was slowing burned its way into his skin.
"Here is your task Young Malfoy, listen carefully." Voldemort whispered his task into his ear. "Do you understand me, Young Malfoy?"
"Yes My Lord I will complete that task for you as soon as possible." Draco said as he bowed and went back to where he was sitting before, rubbing the pain in his left arm.
"Severus you are to let him do this on his own, he can't have any help, not that you know what his task is." Voldemort smirked again.
"Yes My Lord, I need to be leaving now Dumbledore has made his way though the wards of my rooms and I need to be back before he finds out where I am." Severus replied.
"Alright you may go" Voldemort said with a wave of his hand "Take Young Malfoy with you." Severus nodded in response and grabbed Malfoy's hand. They both bowed as Severus turned his ring twice once more and vanished back to his room.
"Why in hell did you decide to do that?" Severus spat as he started to change back.
"Because it's what my father wanted and I have to do what my father says." Draco said as he made his way to the fireplace.
"Your father was a fool that is why he got caught and do you believe that you can do your task that was given to you?" Severus asked as he came out of his bathroom in his night pants and robe.
"Yes, Professor I believe I can," Draco said with a smile "Goodnight Professor." With that Draco went into the fire spat out "Malfoy Manor." and disappeared.
Severus rubbed his head as he went to his bed, "Damn kids," he murmured as he fell asleep, tomorrow was the first day back to Hogwarts and he knew he was going to need a goodnights sleep.
Hermione Granger woke up early; she was excited to go back to school. She sighed as she got out of bed and went into the bathroom; it was going to her last year at Hogwarts. She turned her shower on and stepped into it which already was hot enough to make her fell better.
Twenty minutes later she stepped out and started working on her hair. She hated the way it looked most of the time and loved to change it, but it took at least an hour to get it to look like it did at the Yule Ball without all that hair grease. She shivered in the thought of another year of Professor Snape breathing down her back all the time.
She dried off and went to retrieve her clothes. Humming to herself she got dressed and looked very displeased with the end result. The shirt which she brought last year was too tight and the pants were too short
. She growled as she changed into a deep green skirt and a white halter top. She once again looked into the mirror and was happy with herself for once. Hermione smiled as she looked at her Gryffindor robes, her "Head Girl" badge was shining in the sun light. She looked at the picture of her mom on her nightstand,
"I wish you were still here with me mom." she whispered as she placed the picture into her trunk. She checked her trunk twice more to make sure everything was there that she needed and called her father up to help her bring it down stairs.
"I can't believe it's been seven years since we got my letter daddy." Hermione said as she went down stairs.
"Neither can I, honey." Mr. Granger said as he placed her trunk by the door so he could put it in the car before they left. Hermione made a quick breakfast for herself and her father and they both ate in silence.
At 8:30 her father made his way to get the trunk into the car, Crookshanks in his cage rolled over on his stomach and fell asleep when Hermione put him in the back seat. When she got into the car her father started it up and left, for the last time taking his daughter to the train to Hogwarts, a single tear was shed.