Hermione the dark lord's daughter.

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Chapter 44: Conversations. Cali's P.O.V

Severus was right, the tremors decreased over the course of the previous 24 hours and Poppy had released me into Severus' care. I refused to go to the common room, I need to be somewhere private. My fiancé took me back to his private room. Term ended tomorrow and I needed to get this conversation with him started and hopefully finished before school finishes. I sigh internally because I know this is going to cause so many problems.
"So love…" Sev starts. "You said you had a serious topic you wanted my advice on. Well I'm all ears now my sweet" he says as he sits next to me on his couch, after ensuring I had taken all my potions that Poppy had prescribed and he made sure I was warm and comfy. I nod but sigh, feeling nervous now.
"Promise me something before we start…" I ask.
"Anything." He responds quickly.
"Please don't interrupt me. Please let me finish what I need to say in its entirety before you comment." I say softly and he nods even though I can see that he is beyond confused.

"When school finishes tomorrow, I have decided I'm not going back to the manor." I begin softly, keeping my gaze to the floor. "I've been seriously injured due to this war. A war that no-one is really certain why we're involved in. Daddy said it before, he didn't want this level of violence. We don't know which side did this to me, even though you restored my long term memory, I still have none of the attack or my attacker. I can't be sure whether my attacker was on our side or the orders. That scares me more than anything." I whisper, still not trusting myself to look up at my love. I don't want to see the disappointment in his eyes, or the hatred on his features.
"Therefore, until a truce is called and my attacker and all rogue death eaters brought to justice, I will not go home and pretend that everything within that family is ok, and if it continues into the next school term then I will refuse to attend classes or meal or anything. I'm refusing to continue to be a pawn in either game anymore." I tell him and finally brace myself and look up at him. As usual his face is stone and unreadable. "I'm sorry." I add after a minute or two of uncomfortable silence.
"Your father won't stand for it." He finally fills the silent void with his words. "He won't allow you to be unprotected again."
"I don't care." I respond flatly. "It's his idea of protection that got me into this mess. That night, at the battle, I could of gone home with you but oh no, I had to go with them" I continue getting more agitated. "I know that's where I was kidnapped from. So it makes it obvious. They were not protecting me. Not at all. So if that is their idea of protection then I say no! I'll look after myself." I say declining to back down.
"Are you willing to compromise at all on this my sweet?" He asks softly.
"Not really." I say. "I don't think you understand Sev. My father allowed this to happen. He gave me no choice, I had to follow him, and he made me stand and watch while my family battled. While my mother killed, I mean I know it was black but he made me watch that. If I hadn't of been there then I wouldn't be sat here afraid for my life! So no! I'm not going to change my mind." I say angrily.
"They are not going to call a truce love…. They're too far gone. Dumbledore's lust for power. Your dad's want for tradition. They both believe the other is pure evil. They have both broken too many laws. Neither will be prepared to back down." Severus says softly. He takes my hand in his own, trying to get me to see his point of view.
"Listen to me very closely Mr Snape." I say trying to stay strong. "I refuse to be nothing more than a pawn! I'm not doing it anymore! If my father refuses to even look into a truce then he obviously doesn't love me enough. I hate to put you in this position, I really do. I'll love you either way but I'm not asking you to choose sides, if you can do both do it but if not I need to know, are you with me or against me?" I say. Once again not daring to look at him, my gaze has once again focused on the stone floor of his office.

Seconds pass. They turn into minutes. The silence is deafening. I can't stand it. "If daddy is willing to look into a truce then I'll stay and I'll help but if not…" I feel Severus' hand under my chin, raising my gaze to his own.
"I will always be on your side." He says with a deep breath. "However we need to be smart." Severus adds. "You can't go in all wands blazing. Surely you understand that." He says and in that moment I calm instantly because I realise he is on my side. He understands what I'm saying, where I'm coming from. I'm not going to lose him over this. I nod. I do understand what he is saying. He is going to help me it seems. For that I'm grateful, for that is what I came to him for. I knew he would hear me out and I knew I would get het up before I calmed.
"So what do you suggest." I say softly. "It's hard to see the finish when I don't know where to start, and the hardest part of the game, isn't even playing the game. It's caring enough to care about what's happening out there. About who's hurting and why and what I can do to help. To make a change." I sigh, feeling deflated but elated all at the same time. My prince is on my side, I have no plan or idea of how to achieve this but his is by my side.
"Let's start with how you are going to approach your father. We need you to have a clear idea of what you want to say before you sit with him. You want to be seen as in control? Yes." He says and I nod. "Perhaps you need to write it down?" I nod my agreeance and summon some parchment and a pen. I much prefer an old muggle pen when planning and making notes. Quills are lovely but they scratch far too much. So I begin to make my notes while Sev continues to talk. Giving me advice and reading over my shoulder. So for hours we do what we do best, plan. Together we decide that I will go back to the manor because my father will not take kindly to being given an ultimatum, especially before I speak with him. Hours later, I have all my thoughts collated on paper and I actually feel ready to sit and discuss this with him. As I lay in Sev's bed that night so many thoughts are rushing through my head. How will my father take this conversation, will he listen or just shoot me down. Is there a chance that I could cause this war to end before more people die? I close my eyes as sleep overtakes me. Anxiety wrapping round me. This could ruin my family, I need to be prepared for that.

The day after me and Sev discussed my thoughts about the war and my family's role within it, it was time to head home. Sev convinced me to take the express home with everyone else and that he would meet me at the manor as soon as he could get away. Me, drake and Lorelai took a compartment together and warded it shut, we needed some time just to us. I take out my parchment and read over it. I'm hoping to have this conversation with my father sooner rather than later.
"What's your nose in Cuz? It can't be summer homework already?" Drake asks chuckling to himself.
"No it's not actually." I say back glaring softly. "I want to end the war, peacefully and soon." I tell my cousin and his girlfriend. I trust them.
"And how do you plan on doing that?" Lorelai asks, obviously concerned for me.
"I'm going to have a mature conversation with my father when we return to the manor. If I can talk to him and get to the route of the issues surrounding the start of this war then I want to see what I can do to help. I'm sure he doesn't want this level of violence. Maybe all this has got out of hand" I tell them.
"Have you thought this through fully Cal?" Drake asks "how many of your dad's followers would actually give up fighting if the war ended? How many of other side would just keep persecuting certain families because of who they are? I just don't see this working." He adds.
"Severus advised me on how to discuss this with my father. I have fully thought about this Drake. I don't think anyone understand how scared this kidnapped made me. I think this war has gone too far and I'm going to speak to father and get his point of view. It might work, it might not. But I need to try." I tell them. Lorelai nods and Draco calms slightly.
"I understand what you mean." Lorelai pipes up suddenly. "I'll support you all the way Cali. We can only try." Draco chuckles and we both look at him confused. This is a serious conversation, what has him laughing?
"Let's be fair guys. If anyone is going to manage it. It's going to be the brightest witch of our age." Draco says and it makes both of us chuckle and as quickly as it came any tension left the compartment and the rest of the journey was light-hearted and uneventful. The complete opposite of how I see this conversation panning out, but I'm not the brightest witch of this generation for nothing.

next time: the dreaded conversation between parent and child happens. what will the outcome be?