How To Heal A Broken Heart? Chapter 1, a harry potter fanfic

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Rating: M

Note Severus Snape will be OOC! No flames it is a fanfiction!

How To Heal A Broken Heart?

A Harry Potter Fanfiction

Hermione Granger wasn't your ordinary seventeen year. She was a witch, a student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She was known as the smartest witch of her age, and the brains behind the Golden Trio. As the school called her and her friends, Harry Potter and Ron Weasely. But Hermione had a feeling that their friendship was going to change. She didn't know when nor did she know how. She knew something was coming.

Hermione had changed drastically of the summer break. Her once unruly hair was now in smooth chestnut curls that stopped at the middle of her back. She had lightly toned skin, a button nose with a few freckles, pink full lips and a well developed bust line with a curved waist. She thought her thighs were too big and her feet were too small. But what she liked most about herself was her honey brown eyes she had received from her father, John.

Hermione sat at the long dinning room table in the Order of the Phoenix Headquarters known as the Noble House of Black but even known better as Number 12 Grimmauld Place. The room was dark all but for one lit candle that sat on the old beaten table.

"Miss Granger why aren't you in bed?" asked a familiar voice that belonged to Professor Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts.

Hermione looked up and saw a elderly man with white long hair and beard. He had fare wrinkled skin, blue eyes with a pair of half moon shape glasses that rested on his crooked nose. He wore light blue robes.

"I can't sleep. I never can sleep when Professor Snape is gone to a

death eater meeting.

Severus Snape was Hogwarts Potions Master and spy for the Order. He had chin length jet black straight hair, fare complexion, a slight crooked nose, thin lips and was tall with broad shoulders. He constantly wore black robes. He kept hidden under his left sleeve the tattoo of the dark mark he had taken when he was sixteen.

Albus sat down across from Hermione and studied the young woman in front of him. "I assure you he'll be just fine Hermione. Severus has been doing this for a very long time. He offered his help when he was sixteen. He came to me with the idea of a spy needed in Voldemort's ranks. I tried to stop him, but he left with Luicus Malfoy and took the mark. You can't stop Severus when he gets something in his mind he will follow it through. Very much like yourself."

Hermione looked away from the headmaster blushing slightly. "I can't help it sir. My Dad told me if I wanted something bad enough to go after it."

Albus chuckled. "Ah that's what makes you so brave and worthy of Gryffindor. It sets you apart from all the others in the house. You are extremely special Hermione." Albus took Hermione's hand and patted it gently and he left the dinning room.

She went upstairs to her bedroom she shared with her best girlfriend, Ginny Weasely.

Severus entered Order Headquarters with a slight limp. He had been gone on a mission for Lord Voldemort for three weeks. It turned out to be nothing but a massive attack on muggles. It made him sick to his stomach at all the people he killed and in some cases raped.

"Has she slept at all?" asked Severus when he saw Albus in the dinning room door way.

"Barely. She's been in the library most of the time." said Albus.

Severus nodded and he climbed the stairs with a slight bit of pain. He turned to the library and found Hermione asleep on the couch curled up in a tight ball. He saw her shiver from the cold drafty room.

He walked into the room relit the fire that had gone out some time ago. He grabbed the blanket that laid on the floor. He careful pulled it over her sleeping frame. He smirked slightly at the tattoo that rested on the front of her left shoulder. It was of a black rose with sliver lining around the detailed petals. A green thorn stem and a leaf. He always found it interesting. He knew a black rose extremely rare even in the wizarding world. But really held his attention was what was written under the rose. For My Rose 6/16/96 and it had a small cross under the date. Severus sat down in the armchair next to fire and watched Hermione sleep.

Hermione slowly opened her eyes and blinked a couple of times until the room came into focus. She saw her Potions Master asleep in the armchair with a book resting in his lap. She got up from the couch, grabbed the cover and gently cover him up. She gently ran her hand across his left cheek.

"I'm glad you're back safely. I always worry for you." whispered Hermione thinking he was asleep, and she left the library.

Severus opened his eyes and touched his cheek where her hand had been so lovingly. He knew that was the only way to receive a tender touch from her. He always needed that small amount of tenderness from her. He got it each time he found her asleep in the library. He got up and left the library for a hot shower.

Hermione sat at the table with her friends and the large Weasely family and many of the Order members. She looked towards the doorway and saw the Potions Master enter the room. She got up from the table to fix herself another cup of coffee.

Severus sat down in the shadows of the room watching the large group. He knew them all well. He had been watching them for years. He learned that youngest Weasely boy, Ron was obsessed with Hermione. Harry Potter didn't know who he was. He was seen by many as the boy who lived. Ginny Weasely was youngest and only girl of the Weasely family. He knew that she was in love with Potter since she started at Hogwarts. The Weasely twins Fred and George were pranksters and owned their own joke shop. He was pleased to know that they were doing so well.

"Professor, black just the way you like it." said Hermione gently holding out a cup of coffee to him.

Severus took the cup letting his fingers gently graze hers. "Thank you Miss Granger."

"You're welcome sir." she said gently. "You might want someone look at your leg before it becomes infected. I can look at it if you wish. I've been helping Madame Pomphery for nearly three years now."

He lifted the cup to his lips, "You may look at it. But after you eat. You look very pale." He took a sip of coffee and he knew she had made it.

"Yes sir." said Hermione and joined her friends back at the table.

Severus sat at the dinning room table with his leg resting in Hermione's lap. She carefully removed his black boot. He hissed slightly at the pain when it grazed the wound. She sat the boot down on the floor. She took off his sock and stuck it in the boot.

"Professor you should have woken me when you returned." said Hermione examining the damage. The cut was deep, red, blue and yellow. His foot was bruised from his ankle to his toes. "You stubborn man." She mumbled to herself as she gently touched his foot.

"Damn it woman." snapped Severus when pain shot through his foot.

"I'm not like Poppy Professor I don't heal everything with a wave of my wand. My mother is a medical doctor. I know a broken foot when I see one."

Hermione turned and opened her black bag that her mother had given to her as an early birthday present. Jane knew that Hermione was going to the medical field in the Wizarding World. She pulled out a large round plastic jar. She twisted off the lid and sat it down on the table. She scooped out a small amount.

"I believe more into a healing touch. If you show care and loving attention towards the one you are caring for the recovery is much easier." said Hermione gently as she rubbed the cream into his foot.

Severus felt his foot bones slowly pop painlessly into place, and the buries slowly vanished. He sank deeper into the chair with a slight sigh. Hermione put the cap back onto the jar and sat it aside.

"I made the cream. It's a mixture of bone growth, pain reliever and burse healing draught. It's just put into a cream." She told him. She gently turned his foot to look at the large gash on his ankle. "A nasty cutting hex. It was close contact. A spell will cause a scar."

Hermione pulled out a small box with a thread, needle and a thin thread. She thread the string with the hole. She numbed the area with a gel. She carefully sewed up the deep gash. Severus watched her carefully. He heard her hum a sweet song.

"It's all right my Rose. You're Mommy's little girl." she whispered. She tied off the thread and grabbed a wrap. She carefully wrapped it around Professor Snape's leg. "There all done." said Hermione and kissed his leg.

Severus watched the young woman carefully. "Miss Granger?"

Hermione didn't respond but continued to put away her supplies in her black bag. She closed it and began to cry uncontrollably. "She gone. My baby is gone. And she's never coming back."

Severus removed his foot from her leg. He carefully rested his hand on her shoulder. She turned and threw herself into her Potions Master's arms. He was stunned at sudden affection. He slowly wrapped his arms around her slender frame.

She pulled back after she had emotions under control. She took the handkerchief that Professor Snape held out for her. She dried her face and nose. She looked down and began to twist the cloth in her hands.

"I was taken from the local mall by a gang. They took me by gun point and took me to a remote area were they raped me repeatable all through out the night. The police found me on the side of the road beaten. I spent two months in the hospital, and that was where I found out I was pregnant. Mom and Dad gave me a choice of having the baby or termite. And with Professor Dumbledore's help and Poppy during my fourth year I was able to keep my pregnancy from all. Mom and Dad took care of Rose when I was at school." Severus took Hermione's hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "We found-found out Rose had cancer. And she-" Hermione broke down into violent sobs. "I buried her last month. She was only two years old!"

Severus didn't know what to say. He quietly pulled the woman into his arms. He rocked her silently comforting her. She had kept her secret well hidden but he wasn't surprised because Dumbledore had helped her out greatly.

"Albus and Poppy were heart broken when I told them their goddaughter was sick. I held her when she took her last breathe." she pulled back and looked tearful at the man that was holding her. "I was a terrible mother. I couldn't help my baby. It's my fault!" She yelled hitting his chest with her fist.

He gently grabbed Hermione's wrists and said gently, "You were indubitably a wonderful mother to a very special little Rose."

"I was the one that gave her leukemia. It's my fault." whispered Hermione.

Severus needed to get Hermione a calming draught. But he didn't want to move her. He pulled out his wand and summoned a calming draught. He caught it and opened it. He held it to her lips. He helped Hermione take the potion. Hermione rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. He gently cradled the back of her head and rocked her side to side.

"Hermione told you about Rose." said Albus. "The poor child lost her pride and joy. I have never seen a more loving mother. I would go to the Grangers home to pick up Rose so she could see her daughter. Rose stayed at Hogwarts more then Hermione will admit. We took great care in making sure no one knew of Rose. Hogwarts was Rose's second home. She was showing great magical abilities. I lost my goddaughter but Hermione lost her only child. It's taken a toll on us all, but nothing like Hermione's grief. I'm glad she opened up someone Severus. She needs what every comfort she can get. Because Harry, Ron and Ginny do not know about our Rose."

Severus grabbed his black coat and wrapped Hermione up when he felt her shiver.

"Go lay her down." said Albus.

Severus shifted Hermione bridal style and carried up stairs. Albus watched the couple leave the room with a twinkle in his blue eyes. He knew that Severus could heal Hermione's broken heart.

It was dark when Hermione was waken by Ginny telling her it was time for supper. Ginny favored all the other Weasely's but she long red hair and slender forming womanly figure. Hermione told Ginny she'd be right down. The redhead nodded and shut the door behind with a soft click.

Hermione picked a gold locket that sat on the table near her bed. She figured who ever laid her down had taken it off. She narrowed her eyes at the idea of someone removing her locket. It was gold and inside was a picture of her daughter. Hermione opened it and tear fell down her cheek.

Rose had shoulder length straight brown hair, fare skin, bright brown eyes, button nose and thin and tall.

Hermione shut the locket and clasped it around her neck, and she stormed down the stairs nearly knocking Fred down the stairs. She entered the loud dinning room.

"Who removed my locket?!" roared Hermione causing the loud room to hush. "I'm going to ask again who took off my locket?" she asked in a low deadly tone.

"Hermione it must have fallen off." said Mrs. Weasely. Molly was a plump woman with red hair. She saw herself as mother hen to the order.

Hermione's body began to shake and tears filled her eyes. "No one. I repeat no one takes off my necklace." She looked over at Severus. "Was it you that took it off?" She knew immediately he had taken it off. "It has Rose's picture in it. It's all I have Professor." She swallowed hard to fight back the tears. Albus got up and went to comfort the woman. "Please don't or I'll breakdown. Please Professor Snape don't do it again. I'm begging you."

Severus rose from his chair and walked over to Hermione. He gently lifted the locket. "My I?" She nodded and carefully opened it. "Beautiful." He leaned closer ignoring the stares. "Beautiful as her mother." He closed it. He pulled out his wand and cast a no breaking charm and an anti-steal charm. "Now no one can it from you."

Hermione blinked and several tears fell down her angelic face. "Thank you."

"No more tears. You've shed enough for today." he told her. He held out her chair for her. He leaned forward and whispered, "I'll be here to listen when ever you want to talk." Hermione only nodded and returned to his seat.

"What the hell was that about?" asked Ron Weasely. He was the youngest male out of six boys. He had short red hair, fare freckled skin, brown eyes and a lean frame.

Hermione played with her necklace. "It's nothing."

"It didn't sound like nothing. You jumped down at everyone because of some stupid locket." said Ron.

Severus slightly rose from his seat as did Albus hearing what Ron said. Hermione slapped him across the face causing him to fall floor. She sank to her knees in pain. Severus and Albus were quickly at her side. The room watched in silence. It had been awhile since supper had been so entertaining.

"My wrist snapped." said Hermione holing her wrist. She looked back and saw Ron's face turning blue and black. "My locket is not stupid. It holds my Rose. You bastard!"

"Come on Hermione. I'll take you to Poppy." said Albus wrapping his arm around her waist helping her to her feet. "Severus take care of things here while I'm gone." The spy opened his mouth to protest. He saw a tear fall down Hermione's cheek. Severus nodded. "Thank you. Come on child," and they left headquarters for Hogwarts.

Poppy gently held Hermione's wrist in her hand. She waved her wand over it and saw a small fracture. The nurse healed it with a wave of her wand. Hermione quietly told her what happened at headquarters.

"Sweetheart, I know this is hard but you mustn't let everything get to you." said Poppy.

Hermione slid off the bed and left the hospital wing. She didn't want to have to explain herself to anyone. She loved Poppy but she needed a walk. She thought Ron got what was coming to him. The redhead needed a good slap, but she knew it wouldn't last for long.

Hermione climbed up the tree in front of the Black Lake and sat down on one of lower branches. She knew no one would find her up a tree. She wondered what was going on at headquarters.

Severus threw a bucket of cold water onto the dumb redhead. He sat the bucket down on the table with such force it cracked both pot and table. He yanked Ron up by the front of his shirt. Severus wanted beat the shit out of the redhead. After what Hermione told him it made him want to take care of her and make her see life could go on after a loved one died. He had loved the fiery brunette for nearly two years. She had spent the better part of those two years helping Poppy and helping him brew potions. They had formed a sort of friendship. He wanted to take a step farther.

"You stupid boy!" hissed Severus who had Ron by the shirt with his feet off of the ground. "Now I know what the lockets holds never, never say another word about it. It is something that she cheeriest."

"Who's Rose?" asked Ginny.

Severus dropped Ron to his feet and turned to youngest Weasely. "That is something Miss Granger will have to tell you on her own. Please for once I am asking nicely to all of you. Do not ask questions of Rose," and swept out of the dinning room leaving a room full of people trying to figure out who this Rose was.

Severus walked to the castle and found two feet hanging out of the tree. He smiled and removed his outer robes and laid them on the ground. He was dressed in pair of black pants and white long sleeve shirt. He climb up the tree and sat down on the branch next to Hermione.

"You've found my favorite spot." said Hermione.

Severus raised a brow at the woman next to him. "Your favorite? I believe I had claim to it long before you did."

Hermione smiled at the man. "It seems we have more in common then just potions. We like same spot out of the entire school. I want to thank you for understanding about Rose. And I want to say I'm sorry for yelling at you. I just don't want to loose the locket too." Severus wrapped his arm around her waist. Hermione took that as an acceptation to her apology.

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