Chapter 8
A Plan
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Severus wondered around the second corridor in search for the Chapel where his mother informed him it would be located. He knew he could ask the Firer for the location. He want to find it on his own, because it had been while since he found something new inside the castle.
Severus turned down the corridor and thought about the Chapel. He stop when he saw large gold doors. The doors had a large golden cross resting on the door. He gently traced the cross and smirked. He took a deep breath and pulled open the great golden doors. He walked into the Chapel with his black robes blowing behind him. Severus looked around in awe.
The great Chapel was in pristine condition with rows of deep cherry wood benches with bibles resting on the ends for the visitors. The floors were in deep red wood. The ceiling of an arch design with several small chandeliers of rows in the middle of the ceiling. The widows of stain glass paintings of crosses. The front was cherry wood stairs that led up to the podium, with candles lighting the cross that hung behind the podium.
The Firer floated over to Severus and said, "You're the first person in centuries that have entered these doors. I fear many do not know that the Chapel exist in the castle. Please have seat Professor."
Severus looked around the Chapel. It had been years since he entered a Chapel. He had such a dark and unworthy past. He killed too many people. Severus took a deep breath sat down on the bench. He placed a bible in his lap. He looked down and gently traced the gold letters like he did as a child.
"What brings you here Severus?" asked the Firer and he sat down next the man.
"Well," he staled, pulled out a cross from under his robes. That was concealed by a charm. He played with the cross. "I'm a Dark Angel and the guard of Merlin's only daughter. He brought her here seventeen years ago. And I'm-"
"The Lady's betrothed." said the Firer finishing the young man's sentence. He nodded his head. "Lady Hermione's in the age of twentieth year." Severus nodded. Firer floated away leaving the Chapel through a back door and he quickly returned and held out a book. "Read this. It is the ritual of the wedding."
Severus gently took the book from the ghost. He sat the bible down on the bench. Firer picked up the bible and handed it to the Potions Master. He didn't ask why. He only quietly took the book. The Firer told him to come back if he needed to speak about anything. Severus nodded and stuck his cross back inside his robes. He quietly thanked the ghost and left the Chapel.
Minerva walked passed the great golden cross doors, just as Severus slipped out the doors. She walked up to the Potions Master and asked what was in the room. The deputy stuck her head into the room. She looked around and was shocked that the rumor of a Chapel was actually true. Minerva gave Severus a rare smile and squeezed his shoulder and walked down the corridor. He made his way down to his office.
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Hermione laid on her stomach in her room reading a book kicking her legs. She had to get away from Harry and his consent questioning of her disappearances. She wasn't ready to tell him, even with him being her best friend. She didn't know if he would believe her. Or that Severus Snape was a good man and that he loved his mother dearly. He was only cruel to keep those he cared about safe.
Hermione sat her book down on the floor and rolled over onto her back. She stared up at the ceiling. She had owled her parents and told them about her finding her 'father's' chambers and about Merlin visiting her, Ginny and Professor Snape. Hermione was actually surprised that they believe her story, but she didn't tell them about her betrothal. She figured that Severus would tell them in person.
Hermione was snapped out of her thoughts when Ginny stuck her head into the bedroom. She smiled and motioned for the red head to come into the room. Ginny closed the door behind her and sat down on the bed. She asked what was wrong.
"Ginny, Harry is about to drive me crazy!" Hermione screamed out in frustration. "I fear of telling him. Because if Voldemort enters his mind he'll get the information. Severus is trained in the mind arts. He can block his mind better." Ginny nodded in agreement. "I have to tell him something. But what?! Ginny help me come up with a plan. Please!"
The red head smiled. "You can say that you're helping Professor Snape brewing potions!"
Hermione smiled and jumped off her bed. 'You're a genius!"
"I have my moments!"
Hermione laughed and ran from her room and out of the tower. Harry ran out of the tower and followed his best friend. He wanted to know what was going on with Hermione.
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Hermione knocked on the Potions Master's office door. She heard him snap 'enter,' she walked into the room. Severus looked up and sat back and cross his arms. He hissed for her to close the door.
"This isn't a student to teacher, Severus." Hermione told him.
He stood up and removed his outer teaching robes to be more comfortable around her. "Sit Lady." Hermione smiled and sat down. Severus pulled up an empty chair and sat down across from her.
Hermione leaned forward and picked up the bible. "I see you've found the Chapel." He nodded his head. "You seem uncomfortable about the subject. So I shall drop the matter."
"What is your concern?" Severus asked gently and took the bible from the young woman and sat it down on his desk. "I see the matter. Potter has you trouble."
"Now, Severus it's not polite to read a woman's mind." Hermione told with a slight smirk.
"Why, it tells me what I need to know." he told her with a of his own smirk.
"It's not fair contenting I can't do the same."
"Than I will no longer enter your mind." Severus told her. She smiled and it made his stomach tie up into a knot.
"Harry's asking questions. It's not safe for me to inform that I am the last of my father's line. The last and only heir of Merlin. I fear if Voldemort enters his mind it would cause a disaster beyond our wildest dreams."
"Yes I under your reasons and they are good ones. Hermione why did you share your aura with me the other day?"
Hermione sighed and sat back and crossed her legs. "Because my Dark Angel it will protect from Voldemort. It will make your mind stronger from entrance."
Severus leaned forward and narrowed his dark eyes. "You will not do it again. Do you hear me, Hermione? It is not safe. You need much power as possible. I have your father's wand for your protection! I want you protect as I have done for the past seventeen years!"
"I'm older than you Severus. I say what goes and what stays!"
He couldn't help but chuckle at the statement. He knew it was true. He rose from his chair and knelt down in front of Hermione. Severus took her hands and his. He pulled out a emerald satire ring that rested on a gold band. He took her left hand and slowly slid it onto her hand.
"It was my grandmother's ring. I want you to have it." Severus whispered and kissed her hands. "It suites you well my Lady of Babylon."
"I really don't care for titles." Hermione told him.
"Something else is troubling you." he returned to his seat. He smirked, "I know that look. You have something up your sleeve. You need something to throw off Potter." she nodded. "Mmmm…what would work? I've got it. You want to have the plan that you're helping me brew potions."
She laughed and said, "You know me far too well, Severus."
"That I do."
Harry stood hidden against the wall in shock. He couldn't believe his ears. Hermione was lying about her past. It couldn't be true no one could travel that far in time. It was impossible. It was cover up for an affair with Snape. Hermione was going out with Ron. 'So much for friendship.'
Hermione rose from her chair and kissed his forehead. She reached the door but before she walked out Severus gently grabbed her arm. She turned her head and gave him a puzzled look. Severus turned her around and captured her lips with his own. Hermione arms went around his neck. He buried his hands in her curly hair and deepen the kiss. The pulled back when it was necessary for air. Severus gave her another gently kiss and Hermione left the room with Harry not far behind.
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Hermione walked down the corridor. Harry threw off the invisibility cloak. "You lying two timing whore."
Hermione drew her hand back and slapped him hard that it echoed down the hall. She ran down the hall to the third corridor. She needed to be alone for awhile. She couldn't believe Harry could be so heartless.
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