March
Hermione sat quietly in the hospital room staring at Snape's still form. Padded footsteps and quiet chatter filtered through the door into the room, the only sound besides the quiet beeping of Snape's heart monitor.
She sighed as she leaned on her hand, her elbow on the arm of the chair. "Why aren't you waking up?" She asked. She had finished yet another novel, the third this week. She was running out of books she thought he might like. "What is keeping you from waking up?"
She suddenly had the absurd image of sleeping beauty being woken up by the prince. She shook her head and looked away from him. She doubted it would be as simple as that. Besides ... the fairy tale required true loves kiss ... And Hermione was pretty sure while Snape as inarguably in love with Lily, she doubted Lily loved him back. At least ... not in that way.
She sighed again as she leaned forward, her hand reaching forward, and grasping his hand. Harry had told her of how he had moved when Lily touched her hand and it had filled her with a strong sense of jealousy. It was her who sat at his bed side waiting for him to wake up, her sitting here reading to him, spending hours of her time with him ... she came in for less than a minute and Snape moved at a mere touch?
Hermione looked at his hand and shook her head. It was ridiculous to harbour these feelings, the man had no control over what he responded too. The doctor had just said it was a muscle spasm, but it was odd that it had never happened before or after.
"Miss. Granger." A nurse said knocking quietly on the door. She poked her head in as Hermione pulled her hand away and busied herself with collecting the book on the night stand. The nurse smiled softly and stepped into the room. "I do apologize for the intrusion. But visiting hours are over." She said. "We don't want you falling asleep again." She said her smile widening slightly. "I don't think it was very good for your back. You should go home and get some sleep." She said as Hermione nodded, standing up with her copy of Alice in Wonderland in her hand.
"I should. You're right." She said. "Thank you for telling me. I hadn't realized the time." She said heading towards the door. The nurse moved to the end of the bed and picked up the clip board on the end of the bed so that she could check his stats.
"He's very lucky." The nurse said suddenly making Hermione turn to look at her. "Others come to visit him but never for more than an hour ... He's lucky to have you coming to see him so much." Hermione smiled softly and nodded.
"Thank you." She said. "Do you ... Do you think he can hear me? When I read to him?" The nurse took a deep breath as she turned to Hermione.
"Do you wish to hear the truth?" The nurse asked. Hermione immediately nodded. "It's doubtful." She said. "Though I would never tell you to stop reading to him. I think it helps you ... and I think it will help him more than you think." She said turning back to Snape to check his stats. Hermione nodded slightly and headed out the door to go back home.
((A/N – Really short chapter guys. I wasn't going to upload one at all but I figured I'd give you guys something. I'm still working out the kinks on this story – I'm not 100% sure where it's going or where it's going to end up. I have a vague idea but …. Until I work out the immediate details, we'll see what's going on …. Anyway despite it being a short chapter please leave a review and by all means review with any ideas you guys have. If it doesn't conflict with the ideas I already want to run with I may use them.))
