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"That's not true"
Hermione ran frantically through the corridors of the castle. She tried to find someone, anyone, she would be at peace. But she couldn't. No matter where she ran, from the east wing, which had the transfigurations and charms classrooms, to the west wing, which had the Gryffindor common rooms, and the defense against the dark arts classrooms, she just couldn't find anyone.
"That's not true"
As she ran, she found that most of the doors were locked, which only distressed her even more. She reached for her wand to disarm whatever charm had been put on the doors, but her wand was nowhere to be found. She rushed back to the Gryffindor common room, only to find that the password had been changed. She pleaded and pleaded, but she couldn't get in. She let out a frustrated scream and ran away, to try and find a way away from this frenzy.
"That's not true"
It didn't matter where she ran; she just couldn't escape the voice. The voice that had haunted her since lunch that day. The voice that had her in its palm. Whoever it was had her wrapped around his finger, but only in aggravation. The voice that was now stuck in her head. That voice.
"That's not true"
She ran towards the grounds, and hoped that the trees and flowers gave her a protection from the dreaded phrase. As she neared the way out, she saw what she had feared the most. The open archways had been replaced by a dead end. She ran towards it in disbelief, and banged her clenched fists against the wall in fury.
"That's not true"
She frantically ran back to the first place she had remembered being in. The transfiguration classroom. As she stood in front of the door, she knew that it was locked. She ran quickly, and checked all of the other classrooms. Charms. Locked. Herbology. Outside. She made a quick dash past the Hufflepuff and Slytherin Common rooms, and went to check the other rooms. Defense against the dark arts. Locked. Ancient Runes. Locked. There was only one more classroom left, the potions class. She approached it slowly, and placed her hand on the handle. She prayed that it would be unlocked. She didn't care if Snape was inside, all she wanted was a room to be open. She pushed the door with all her might. It was locked.
"That's not true"
Tears streamed down her face. How could it be locked? How could everything be locked? Did no one want her? She gave up. She was going to go and find the darkest corner, and go and sulk in it. Maybe the 3rd floor corridor was available? She sadly strolled towards the stairs. The 3rd floor door was open. Great. She started to climb the stairs. Just about halfway, she felt a shudder, and the stairs started to move. Oh great, I can't even find somewhere to sulk. I don't deserve this life. The stairs had stopped moving. She looked up.
"That's not true"
Before her stood the source and the solution to her trouble. Before her stood Professor Severus Snape.
Hermione stirred slightly in her sleep, but after a while, returned to her peaceful slumber.
A/N: Heehee:D So now 'Mione knows who, but not why, and Snape knows why…or does he? Thanks for all the comments guys! XD
