Chap. 7: A New Trade
It was all to much for her, when she landed back in the dungeon, she dropped to the floor in front of Severus, she let it out the tears that had been on the brink of coming out during the whole meeting. "I'm so sorry guys, please forgive me, please, please!" she screamed thru her tears over and over.
Severus stood there and looked at her curled up in the fetal position on his rug, what was he to do? He was shocked that she had killed her friends like she had, he knew it would all be a lot for her, but he had not expected that. "Hermione, its ok, they knew, get up, please Hermione stop crying." He whispered to her, kneeling down to try to comfort the girl.
She looked up at him with those brown eyes, and he got this feeling, he could not quite place it, but he had never felt it before in his life. 'I do not know, if this is good...caring? pity?' he thought to himself. He knew he was probably going to have to care for the girl someday, but so soon? He did not expect to feel these feelings of wanting to comfort, and care for her in such a short period of a few hours. He was snapped out of his thoughts, by her talking.
"They knew too?!" she screamed. "Who all knew? Was this a plan from the start? To put me thru this misery? ruin my life? I do not understand Snape! Tell me how you know they knew? Why would they say those things if they knew??!" She exclaimed to him.
He got up, and went to the lavatory, and got a tissue for her, and knelt down again to wipe the tears from her face, as well as the running makeup. Severus then began to explain something he was hoping he would never have to.
"Hermione, they did not know until the war began, they were given the option of letting you die out there or having you give up some parts of your life to try and save the wizarding world as we once knew it. They chose the later option." He stated plainly to her.
"It was thought they would have died out in battle, and that you would never have had to confront them. What happened tonight was NOT part of the plan at all. And Mione, I told you I would try to make the best of this whole situation, just because of all that is going on in the world does not mean that you have to be oppressed for the rest of your life. I have never had the opportunity to divulge in this kind of thing, maybe it is time I did settle down." After that, he picked her up and moved them to the couch where he sat her down, then sat himself down beside her.
"I guess that makes since," she said to him in a voice that was almost barely audible. "even if I had the opportunity to change the outcome of events, It does not matter now. I cannot live my life with 'If this would have happened?', I will just have to move on. I just need some time to rest and gather my thoughts. Where do I sleep?" And with that she stood up, and he took her hand and led her to his bed to sleep in for the night, she changed her clothes, and got in. Expecting him to come with her, he bid her goodnight, and went to lay on the couch instead. And that was the end of her first day living on the dark side.
A/N: I really do stink at writing, I'm not pleased with any of this story at all. A few pleasant reviews from a few readers is all that made me write this chapter, I'll try to continue, when I get another minute not busy.
-Jess
