The serpents obsession to the lion

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Apologies to my readers for the long wait for an update, here are two poor excuses why you shouldn't chain me to my computer gravity01: 1. I have been writing chapters for all three of my story's, which can be quite confusing when your writing two stories about the same characters but in one, he is all lovely and the other is an evil bastard.

2. I did do out a draft for this chapter but I deleted it because it didn't quite go with what I wanted. Well I hope you can forgive me gravity01 and of course all other readers, so lets get on with the chapter…

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Chapter 10: Weakness and Touching

"So Miss Granger have you finished with your stupid childish tears yet?" the sneering voice of my cold evil tormentor reaches where I sit on the floor. I refuse to look him in the eyes or any other part of him for that matter.

I feel the dampness of the floor seep through my robes shooting cold through my body. I'm not going to answer that evil swine of course, If I ignore him maybe he might just leave me or even get bored and send me back.

Yeah right

I bring my thoughts back to Harry once again, it's the only thing I have seemed to thought about since arriving here. Its like a slide show in my mind showing still images of memories me and Harry shared together, but now that's all over. More tears seep out my eyes and run down my pale face.

"Miss Granger how long can you cry over that pathetic boy?" I still don't look at him but I just know he has his lip curled.

What is there to loose anymore? Harry is dead. I am trapped here with this sick twisted bastard who's only aim in life is to hurt me. I want to scream, I want to destroy, I want to be rid of all emotion and just shut down. I want to die.

Don't think like that Hermione, someone is bound to notice that your missing soon enough. Your parents, what about them they wouldn't want you dead and Harry wouldn't want you to do something like this over him, he would want you to be strong in fact everyone would want you to be strong. Don t let this sick evil creep run your life.

But what could I do to stop Snape from running me life? After all he has already got me trapped here with him.

I hear stand up and I cant help but watch him, he walks to the door not looking at me until all of a sudden he stops at the door and turns around, our eyes meeting for a split second before I hastily look at the ground.

"Miss Granger, I am going to leave you while you mourn" I hear the sneer in his voice at that word. "over that bloody show off Potter, when I return I hope to see no traces of tears on your, pretty little face" There is a pause before the word pretty and I feel goosebumps erupt over my neck.

There is a short bust of light illuminating the room as he opens the door, then I hear him shut the door with a sharp click and hear his footsteps leave me. I sit there for a while trying to devise a plan but there is nothing I can really do without a wand. I stand up and start to feel around the room. The room is very dark and its hard to see, but I can still make out things like photographs, there is a tapestry which no doubt bears the Slytherin colours. I wish I could see better.

"Lumos" I say aloud trying to do my first bit of wand less magic.

Of course nothing happens, I didn't really expect anything. I stumble through the darkness to what I can tell is the door, I put my hands of the handle and find its locked. I turn around and look for anything that could help me, but there is nothing I can see. I want to sink onto the ground again and think about Harry but I urge on trying to find something, I feel the walls again and walk around the room until I reach the far end of the room, I almost miss it but then I feel the change of texture, stone to wood, my heart gives a tiny leap and I slide my hands down the wood until I find what I'm looking for. I turn the handle slowly, my heat hammering in my chest.

Yes!

The door swings open slowly allowing me to enter, my eyes sting in the bright light and I have to squint while I wait for my eyes to adjust. I let the warmness from the room engulf my body, I hear a fire crackle from somewhere in the room.

Be careful Hermione, you never know what you might find.

My vision adjusts so I can now look around the room properly. The room is of medium size, the walls are of course a deep green with silver stripes, but the glow of the fire makes the silver look almost yellow, the floor is wooden and as I step forward I hear my footsteps echo around the room. The room consists of exquisite furniture, the fire burns in a silver grate. I look at the walls and I recognise the woman in one portrait from one of the photo's I saw in the other room. The woman sits elegantly on a chair, her robes are of deep purple and she is almost pretty except for the long hooked nose, Snape's mother, for a moment I almost hate her for giving birth to such a monster, but then again how would she know what her son would turn out like? I see there is a fine looking piano tucked into the corner of the room, there is dust across the top of it. I see there is a cabinet behind the piano, holding some sort of crystal box that contains something that I cant quite see, the curiosity gets too much and I find myself walking over to inspect what it is, my footsteps echoing around the room.

Hermione stop Snape could come back at any minute you need to leave now!

I know I should listen to the voice but I keep walking over to the cabinet. I find that for some reason I have butterflies in my stomach.

Just walk away Hermione, your wasting valuable time.

But I keep ignoring the voice, I am drawn to what that crystal box holds, I reach the cabinet. I am even holding my breath, I let out a gasp when I see that there is something long and brown in the box.

It cant be?

I stare at the item in the box transfixed and then my senses come back to me.

Just think of what you'll be able to do with this

I slowly open the cabinet with shaking hands, trying to be as quite as possible. My hands reach the delicate crystal box, I hold my breath expecting to be on the receiving end of a curse. I lift the box up and it reflects in the light of the fire. I can see engravings in the crystal. I hold the box in the way of the light to get a better look.

' Property of Eileen Prince'

So this is Snape's mothers, I slowly take the lid of the box, placing it on the cabinet. I reach in to the box and take out the long object with care as if not to break it. I feel the tiniest bit of power again at having a wand again. I shove the crystal box back onto the cabinet and hold the wand out. I need to try it, to make sure it doesn't backfire on me, a quick memory of what Harry and Ron told me about professor Lockhart back in my second year comes to me. Well its not as if I gonna try a memory charm on someone.

"Lumos" I watch a light erupts from the tip of the wand, I could cry out in happiness but its only a half hearted happiness when I think back to Harry and how he died for me.

Hermione stop dwelling on the past, you are wasting time apparate now and then tell the order everything!

Right, for once I feel as if I'm in control. I raise my wand and focus on Hogsmaide.

"There you are I --" I hear his cold voice from the doorway.

Hermione now

I struggle to keep my mind on Hogsmaide and I know I shouldn't rush this but I need to leave now.

Quickly

It's all a blur I focus my mind on Hogsmaide and turn around three times not noticing the grasp on my upper arm. I feel as if I'm being squeezed through a tight tube and can only hope that I will end up in the right destination. The squeezing sensation is over almost as quickly as it began and I land on the concrete floor. I look up and see that I'm behind a building, but at least I'm free. I take a deep breath and inhale the fresh air. The sun is starting to set and I can see in the distance Hogwarts, there is a flicker of happiness at seeing the castle. I start to walk out back into Hogsmaide but I hear a noise behind me, I turn around.

What the hell

I cant see anything there, I go to walk again but I am stopped when a cold hand is clamed over my mouth.

Oh God no

I can feel a body pressing against my back, I can smell its him. But this time I'm not unaided and have a chance to fight him, I grip the wand tightly in my hand.

"I never knew you one to play hard to get, it looks as if you've already forgotten about poor Harry" There is so many emotions in his low voice its hard to tell how he really feels.

Why do you care? Come on Hermione attack him quickly before he takes you back remember you have control.

The voice is right, and gives me strength to defy him. Who would fought that just one object would give you power?

"Actualy professor I was not playing hard to get and I most certainly have not forgotten what you did to poor Harry" My voice is dry and squeaky but you can tell what I mean.

I hear him chuckle in my ear, his breath causing my hair to stand on end.

"Oh so your not playing hard to get then, my apologies Miss Granger" He kisses my neck before taking hold of my free hand. The kisses are soft for once and they remind me of Harry, instantly the dirt creeps back to the surface tainting my blood once again. "Now drop the wand Hermione" He breaths in my neck causing me to jump.

Does he really think that I would drop the wand by just kissing me? I wrench myself from his grasp and point my wand at his chest, my eyes blazing. I see him for one short moment open his eyes wide but then applies his smirk back to his face.

"Never touch me again" I threaten him with the ferocity from all my emotions that have building up for a while.

Go Hermione, show the bastard all the pain he has caused you!

I keep the wand pointed at his chest and see that he is still standing there with a smirk on his face, I try to keep as calm as him but I cant help feel nervous.

Stay calm Hermione

"Oh but don't pretend you don't enjoy it Miss Granger, because I know you do" His voice is mocking me.

I know he is talking about last night when he snuck into the hospital wing and--

The shame washes through me, riding along with the dirt.

"I don't I--" I begin but I am stopped short when he yanks his own wand out of his robes.

He stands there with this evil grin on his face.

"I'm quite surprised you haven't tried to hurt me yet, I thought you would have wanted to return all the pain I caused you" He sounds as if he is enjoying this.

He is right, I did want to hurt him, I do want to hurt him not just for me but also for Harry.

Then why didn't you?

I don't know, its not too late of course.

As if by reading my thoughts my tormenter leans forward with his wand still raised and whispers " So why aren't you? I must not have hurt you enough my little mud blood" He actually gives another laugh, as if he finds it funny.

Do it Hermione! You know you want to.

But could I hurt him? It's not exactly in my nature to do so.

Think of all the pain Hermione, all the things he did to you, he killed Harry!

"What's the matter, don't you want to? I guess you don't want to avenge young Potter?" He is most definitely enjoying this.

'This is for you Harry'

I raise my wand, heart pounding.

"Crucio" I say with venom I never knew I had.

I watch horrified at what I'm seeing, I feel the guilt rush through me as I see my tormenter, Snape, writhing on the floor in agony. He isn't screaming but you can still see the pain in his features. Oh God what am I doing?

Look Hermione this is for everything he has ever said and done to you and Harry.

This is wrong, I have to stop the spell. I cant believe I am doing this to another human being.

Hermione let him suffer

No I cant, this is not right. I stop the spell and watch as he lies panting on the ground. Oh God why did I do that? He slowly gets back up and I notice that his eyes are glittering dangerously, I swallow.

Hermione you still have the wand, fight him!

But I couldn't use an unforgivable curse again, its wrong. I was just like him for that short moment.

"Never knew you had it in you Granger. But if you want to play big boys games then your gonna have to play by big boys rules, here let me show you how it's done, crucio"

Its my turn to fall to the ground, I scream and it's a wonder no one comes to see what the noise is about. I feel as if my insides are burning, there is ice inside my veins, I am drowning, I am--- but then all the feeling leaves me as I lay there numb on the ground, I see the wand a few centimetres from me, I quickly reach out and grab it but his boot comes crashing down on my hand just as I grasp it.

Ouch

I try to wiggle it out from under his grasp but he presses down even harder. God he is going to crush my bones in a moment.

"Give it up mud blood" He sneers leaning down

Don't Hermione

Oww

Its just a bit of pain

"Get your foot off me" I snarl just like him.

"Only if you let go other my mothers wand"

Don't Hermione, this is your last chance.

He raises his boot and I see my chance and grab my wand but his boot comes crashing down so hard on the tips of my fingers I cant help but cry out in pain. I hear a snap and think its my fingers but they can still move, I feel the pressure remove from my hand and I lift up the wand to discover it has been snapped in half.

Shit, oh God no.

That's it my last life line lost, now I start to wish that I killed the bastard when I had the chance.

"Time to take you back to your new home Granger" His icy voice is right above me, I look up and see that his hair has fell forward making his face a shadow.

I could run I suppose but how far would that get me before he captures me again, after all he is the one with the wand.

" I give you a 6 on effort Miss Granger" He mocks me with his cold cruel voice.

Do something before you are back in that house with him!

I stand quickly and near fall back down with the head rush. His arms steady me and I can feel his cold hands through my robes. His hand reaches down to the wrist that I cut and his hand closes round it, I want to scream.

"Don't touch me" I spit at him feeling part of my temper coming back to me. I yank my wrist out of his grip and knee him in his weak spot, I hear him grunt from behind me but I don't bother looking back, I just run as fast as I can.

Hogsmaide is dead almost no doubt from the threats of death eaters. I run until I start to see the school gate, the school logo imbedded in the silver.

Yes!

I run up the pathway, please the gate is open. I cross my fingers and ignore the stitch that is in my side. I finally reach it and rattle the gates.

No

Please some like Hagrid comes out to see who it is. I keep shaking the gate saying please over and over again in my head. I have the idea to climb, I try to put on foot up but I slip back down again, I try once more but I fail. I kick the gate in frustration, muttering all kinds of swearwords under my breath as I hurt my toe. I look up and try to stare into the grounds.

"Help!" I shout, I keep staring and I see a lamp, yes a lamp. "Help!" I call out again.

Please quickly before that monster comes and gets me.

"Who's there?" I hear Hagrid gruffly shout back, fang no doubt at his heels.

"Hagrid it me Herm--" I'm cut off when I am grabbed by a dark figure and dragged to a bush.

"Who's there?" Hagrid calls again, fang starts to bark.

I try to kick the stranger who I just know is Snape, but I cant help but hope its some drunken fool from one of the pubs playing a game.

"Not a word Miss Granger" he whispers, threatening me in my ear. All hope is lost as I feel his wand at my temple, from what I can tell I am lying on top of him and he has one hand clamped over my mouth and the other holding onto my waist. I don't like this one bit.

"Must be nothing Fang" I hear Hagrid mutter, God I was so close. I hear them retreat back to the grounds, no one suspecting that it was me.

Snape pushes me up keeping a strong grip on me before saying "Now it's time to take you back I think" I watch as the bush disappears and once again I feel as I'm being compressed into a tube.

I land on the floor at Snape's feet. I look up and see that I'm in that room again where I found that wand, but I don't have much time to look at my surroundings because I am slapped so hard around the face it makes tears spring to my eyes blurring my vision. I am dragged up and I look down at my feet, but I still have the feelings of anger in me.

"I always thought you were a sensible girl Hermione" I find it weird how sometimes he uses my name.

Why does his do that? He only seems to call me 'Miss Granger' or 'mud blood'.

But one thing I do know is that I'm sick of being treated like this and I'm sick of being weak. Being weak is how I'm back here again and I hate it! I feel as if like a switch has been switched on and anger courses through my veins all the time or is it only when I'm with him?

His hand reaches out to my face and strokes the cheek which he just slapped. I hate him touching me, I hate it more than anything in the world.

So show it Hermione!

"Don't touch me" I say for what feels like the thousandth time tonight.

He chuckles but doesn't remove his hand. "Your always saying that Hermione but you know deep down" he bends down to whisper in my ear "your enjoying it".

I shake my head and step away, not wanting to be near him, not wanting to be near his hands.

He steps forward and grabs me, and I let out a squeak.

"Let me show you where our new bedroom is" he smirks at me before kissing me on the lips.

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A.White.Rose