Hermione, Remus, and Harry all apparated directly to 's and walked through the white washed walls to find the help center. Remus walked up to the witch known as Raven
"Hi Um we're here to pick up Severus Snape?" Remus inquired politely. Raven's porcelain face betrayed her ever present hospital
manners "Oh thank god.." she huffed quietly "Room 304..you'll know which one it is because it's ahem..solitary." She meet Remus's
eyes with a pointed gaze. "Ah I see, well thank you for helping in his ah recovery, good day."
With that they all boarded the lift and assented towards the solitary ward. Hermione's stomach had bunched up into a coiled snake, with each floor they passed her anxiety grew and she suddenly felt extremely light headed. "Merlin it's hot in here." She thought. Before she knew it the dreaded and hellish Ding! of the lift let them her know she had arrived in Hell. They all stepped out glancing around to find Snape's room. The solitary ward was quiet, bleak, and utterly heartbreaking. They spotted Snape's room and healer near by.
"Hi um we're here to collect Severus Snape?" remus said. Hermione swore she could see a look of relief and a sigh "Ah right in here I believe he's more than ready to go." With that they stepped up to the door only to have it flung open in their faces, in the doorway stood a dark, intimidating, and towering Snape. Hermione thought she might pass out.
"Well are we going to stand here twiddling our thumbs or are you going to "collect" me? as so you so kindly put it Remus." His voice was the same menacingly smooth drawl that Hermione remembered.
"Severus" the sandy haired man spoke with enthusiasm "how good to see you again!"
Snape simply smirked "Indeed." Turning to Harry he spoke formally "Potter, oh where is the other two thirds of your trio?" He drawled amusingly,
Hermione suddenly remembering how to talk spoke up from behind Lupin. "I'm here, Ron's at home, sir." There was something different about Miss Granger, that he was certain of. Her face seemed lifeless, her eyes had lost the once annoying flicker they yielded, and she looked almost..frail in his opinion at least.
"Ah Miss Granger are you still managing being an insufferable-know-it-all?" He delivered this with a sardonic smirk "This will most definitely get some sort of a rise out of her, anything but that dead look, that reminds me too much of myself." He thought.
Hermione looked straight through his eyes, face cold and impassive "I'm not her anymore." Though his face portrayed nothing Snape was thoroughly shocked "What the hell?! who-what? where did Miss Granger go?!" he thought to himself. "Well I think we should probably get going, get some dinner on the way out and bring it back?" he proposed, both Harry and Severus nodded in agreement, Hermione remained silent.
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After dinner Ron, Harry, Remus, and Severus made their way to the pool table to have a few drinks and play a little. Severus loathed the idea of living with his former students-correction former most hated students, but he had nowhere else to go and no job so he thought he might try to at least attempt a normal evening.
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Hermione made her way to the roof which had a small star gazing tower. The cool breeze blew against the soft fabric of her nightgown and the chocolatey curls blew around to frame her face. She loved pool and playing with the boys but she really needed to process and think. She now had two of her professors living with her since the war and to be honest she felt overwhelmed, her emotions were in a complete knot. She knew exactly who these thoughts were directed to...Snape. The last time she's seen him was on the floor of the shrieking shack in a pool of red and black; eyes lifeless and cold..simply dead. As she stood in the chilly night she could still see those piercing obsidian eyes staring hard into her soul. She decided to shake the image from her mind and instead shifted her gaze to the Big Dipper's forgiving starlight. Coming here had become a regular pass time, at first she just came here to gaze in awe at the world around her, but recently she felt an urge to release her emotions - either crying or singing. Tonight would be the latter, she couldn't to look at the stars while softly singing,
"I will watch you in the darkness, show you love will see you through
When the bad dreams, wake you crying
I'll show you all love can do
I will watch through the night
hold you in my arms, give you dreams where love will be
show you all lo-."
She stopped suddenly when she thought she heard footsteps. After a moment she continued
"All the light i'll take you
Through the night to see-
Our light, showing us all love can be."
She opened her eyes quickly as the air shifted and the obsidian eyes gazing at her stepped into the moonlight. She froze; quickly fear, panic, and guilt flooded her petite body and stars danced behind her eyes, drowning her senses.
He stepped next to her, slowly moving the ebony eyes over her body carefully before sliding them up to the sky. He said nothing but continued to stare at the moonlight. Hermione continued to stare at him, his pale, pale skin ignited in the supernatural moonlight, his raven shoulder length hair jumping off him in contrast to the glowing white skin. She couldn't help but feel wonderstruck in his commanding presence. They said nothing for the longest time, Hermione out of fear and guilt. Slowly he pointed to a far away constellation and quietly spoke "Orion's belt" Carefully she slid her beaming doe eyes away from the universe and focused on the dark man next to her. She stared at him with crystallized tears stuck just behind the wall of her eyelids threatening escape at any moment. After two months of plastering on a fake smile to her face, guilt and fear shot through her blood like a drug, racing to her mind. She stood there with unshed tears silently shaking. He turned and looked at her annoyed that she was pitying him.
"Granger." He said softly but commanding.
Obsidian met amber eyes
"Do not cry, I don't want nor do I need your pity." His voice was dripping with unspoken annoyance. She just stared up at him, chocking back silent sobs.
He huffed an annoyance, he really did not want her pity..
"I'm not sure exactly what's going through your Gryffondor brain.." She interrupted him with barely a whisper
"Guilt...so much g-guilt." His reaction was that of shock, he reeled back and looked as if she had slapped him. Before he could say anything she turned, wiped her eyes and ran.
Note: REVIEW PLEASE what will happen with Hermione?! and can everyone follow the story okay? Writing tips? also the song is real NOT MINE it's called "All love can be" check it out! it's beautiful!