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Downside of Aging Potions - Thirty-Seven

"Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
Take my fucking hand
and never be afraid again.

Oh how wrong we were to think
That immortality meant never dying."
-My Chemical Romance, Our Lady Of Sorrows

Hermione had sweet dreams that night, fluffy and white, but when she was woken was not one of the most sweetest moments of the night.

"Harry!" Hermione said, springing up from Severus' arms.

The green-eyed boy crossed his arms at the foot of the bed, "Good night's sleep?"

"We didn't sleep together Harry. So please go, we're awake."

"Hermione... Never mind."

She stared at the back of his as he walked away and threw the covers off as soon as the door was shut.

"What's his problem?" Snape asked groggily, still lying down with his eyes closed.

"No idea. But we have to get a move on, Severus."

He rubbed his eyes and sat up slowly. Hermione took one last look at his beautiful body and then started to search for her clothes.

Hermione sighed as she went to shower.

Today didn't seem like the start of a good day.

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"For the last time, Harry, we did not have sex." Hermione said exasperatedly, wanting to beat to a bloody pulp.

"Okay, Hermione, I believe you." Harry said, but with his eyebrows raised.

They'd been traveling for an hour already and Harry was still mad about god knows what. Hermione couldn't stop thinking about how he looks at her and said 'never mind.'

But if he didn't want to talk, she wasn't going to make him.

"Give it a rest." Ginny said with a moan.

"Well, you know-"

"You know, Harry, I get awfully jealous when you focus on other peoples' sex life." Ginny purred.

Harry grinned and whispered something in her ear, making her give a girlish giggle.

"I," Snape announced queasily, "am going to be sick."

"Please, I had to keep down when I saw you two in bed together-" Harry started.

Neville took out his wand and shouted, "Silencio!" To Harry and Snape at the same time, surprising everyone.

Hermione, Ginny, and Luna all laughed and Neville rolled his eyes, "You sound just like my uncles."

Harry and Snape were yelling soundlessly to undo the spell, but they just kept saying, "What? I'm sorry, I can't HEAR you. Speak up!"

...So they continued with their quest for the red-haired one for several weeks.

Snape still got no ass, Harry was still picking fights, Luna was getting weirder, and everyone was getting more and more restless and tired.

They were somewhere in Switzerland, or Germany or some weird country where everyone said, "Ja," when Harry stopped suddenly, "Wait a second, guys. I'm getting something on the map."

The small map started glowing red, but Hermione didn't realize it was actually burning until Harry cried out and it burst into flames on the ground.

"It could be a stupid hunch," Snape started looking around darkly, "Or I would assume we were very close to the Dark Lord."

Luna grabbed Neville's hand, Ginny grabbed Harry's and Hermione stood behind Severus, "Can you.. um, sense him or something?"

"No, you know my mark is gone."

Severus and Hermione got out their wands and the others followed in suit.

From behind the woods, they heard a twig snap, and a curse and before any one could do anything, a group of dementors flew out, making the forest icy.

Hermione looked around, a dementor had gotten to Harry before he could chant "Expecto Patronum" and he was on the floor. Ginny was crouching next to him, crying very hard.

Luna stood unaffected, let transfixed, and Neville had fainted already too.

One of the dementors took Snape's wand and snapped it in half, throwing into the forest.

Cold sweat had broken over his face and he was clutching his left arm where his Dark Mark used to be.

Hermione raised her wand to try, but they did the same to hers. A dementor came right up to her face and touched her head.

It was like he put her in a dream. Her eyes were closed, but it was not a good dream.

It was a nightmare.

Lucius Malfoy was above her slapping her face, thursting into her, breaking her body, breaking her bones.

Breaking her spirit.

And Severus stood behind him, repeating, "How could you do this to me, Hermione? I thought you loved me. I thought..."

She couldn't respond, but sobs replaced her words. She couldn't stop crying.

Couldn't he see she was being raped?

He wouldn't stop. He wouldn't get off.

What was the dementor doing to her?

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It seemed like hours later when she was awake and sobbing in Severus' arms.

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