Forgotten Things
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a/n: I know it has been forever, I thought I would continue this story. I have two more weeks till spring break then I am off for a week.
This is not a Hermione/Snape story, but I do think that Hermione and Snape understand each other. Hermione loves Ron in this story, remember that.
Sorry if there are any grammatical mistakes, but I thought I would post it because it has been such a long time.
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Days slowly turned into weeks with no action from anyone. Voldermort was causing more and more havoc on the wizarding community. Witches and Wizards were at their ends trying to hold him back, but it seemed nothing was working. Harry's scar increased with pain everyday. On days of attacks, Harry could hardly think straight. Despite all of the chaos Harry was still determined to get Snape to acknowledge his niece and hopefully give Snape the kind of Christmas he deserved, a family Christmas.
"Attention class!" Dumbledore raised his voice over the murmuring.
"Class, Professor Snape is not feeling well today, and he will not be able to teach, so you may all have a free period." Dumbledore said looking somewhat tired.
"What? Snape is missing a class? Gods he must be dead, he would teach class if he had a 103 degree temperature." Ron said.
"I know, I wonder what happened. I haven't seen him in a few days, do you think…." Hermione trailed off.
"Come on this will give us a perfect chance to talk to Heather, she is sitting right there." Harry said trying to change the subject, and pointed over to where all the Slytherin girls were gathered.
"Man, even when Snape's not here we still have to think about him." Ron whined.
"Ron, shut your mouth, we are trying to help him remember?" Hermione said.
"Oh yeah like, he wants our help." Ron said always getting the last word.
The three of them slowly made their way over to the row of desk where Heather, and a few other Slytherins were gathered.
"Excuse me, Heather would, I mean could I ask you some questions?" Harry stuttered.
"Why, are you going to interrogate me?" Heather scoffed as the other girls around her laughed.
"NO, it is just we don't know you very well and I thought we could talk sometime." Ron added.
"Why would I ever want to talk to you, you're Gyffindors." Heather sneered as all of her friends filed out of the row to leave.
"God, I hate Slytherins!" Ron said loudly.
"Who does she think she…" Hermione was interrupted.
"Look, if you want to talk, come to the kitchen tonight at 10pm." Heather said as she peered in around the door.
"Why did you have to be so rude?" Harry asked.
"I have a reputation to uphold, look I am sorry but I will explain tonight." Heather said, and with that she was out the door and down the hall.
"What was that all about?" Ron asked.
"I don't know but I suppose we will find out tonight." Harry said as he picked up his pack and walked with his friends towards Gryffindor tower.
"Oh, I have to go back; I left my book in the dungeon." Hermione said half way to the tower.
"Do you want us to come?" Ron asked.
"No, I will be right back." Hermione said.
"Be careful Hermione, it is dangerous, even at Hogwarts." Ron said giving her a kiss on the cheek that almost caused Harry to gag.
"I will." Hermione said as she turned to walk back down the fight of stairs.
Hermione thought about all the recent attacks on the Hufflepuffs and several Gryffindors, of course the Slytherins were not affected, nor did they show compassion to any of the other houses. Hermione stopped dead in her tracks when she heard a groan from a slightly cracked potions room door. She pushed it open slowly to reveal a hunched over tall skinny man with his back to her. She turned around and decided that she should come back later.
"Miss G..GGranger, your book is on your desssk." I struggled to get out.
"Oh, ok, thanks." Hermione said quietly as she walked into the room and towards the desk.
"You really….shouldn't be her..here without an escort." I said trying my hardest to complete a sentence.
"I am fine thanks." Hermione said as she grabbed her book and put it in her pack.
"Uh, sir are you going to be all right?" Hermione said turning back into the room at the door.
"Fine, please leave!" I said as I turned to face her and reveal my swollen face. Hermione winced as she looked at my battered face.
"Prof..Prof..Professor Snape?" Hermione stuttered.
"LEAVE!" I shouted as I fell to the ground in pain.
"You're hurt, I am not going to let you stay here by yourself." Hermione said firmly.
"Stay away! You don't know what you are doing!" I muttered. Hermione ran over and tried to catch me as I fell onto the cold cement floor. When Hermione grabbed hold of my back she felt a rush of pain through her body. Her knees grew weak and hit the ground with I supported by her grasp.
"Sir, what is going on?" Hermione sputtered out. I did not answer it seemed I had passed out from the pain. She felt that if she left me, I would only become worse.
What seemed like hours passed before she heard someone out in the Hall, struggling to stay conscious from the pain, she cried out.
"Help! Please, anyone!" She cried. There were sudden footsteps outside the door.
"Oh gods, Stay there Hermione, I will go get Professor Dumbledore." Heather said.
A few more minutes passed when finally she heard the voice of Dumbledore.
"You may let go now, Miss Granger, Madame Pomfrey will see to him now." Dumbledore spoke softly as she slowly drew her hands from under my back.
"That's it, it will be all right." Dumbledore said to her.
"Miss Evans, I believe you know what to do?" He asked again.
"Am I ready?" She asked tentatively.
"Of course you are, you were born ready." Madame Pomfrey added. At that moment Heather stepped to my body, which was now lying on a conjured cot, and began to repeat a phrase over and over again. Hermione watched in amazement as a purple light flooded from her hands and spread over my body. I began levitating over the bed and became translucent.
"Miss Granger, eat this, it will make you feel better." Dumbledore said as he handed her a piece of chocolate.
"Thanks, I am not really that hungry." Hermione said, feeling queasy from the pain and the sight of me.
"You must eat it." He persuaded. Hermione took it and started to suck on it. It instantly warmed her and some of the pain diminished.
"Thank you." Hermione said still watching Heather and I.
"Miss Granger why don't you go find your friends, I am sure they are looking for you. Your acts of kindness will not go unrewarded. I award 20 points to.." Dumbledore was interrupted.
"Professor, I would prefer if you didn't give me any points, I was just doing the right thing, and plus Snape wouldn't be happy with me. I will just go, it is fine." Hermione said as she wanted so badly to leave the scene.
"Miss Granger, you are truly a thoughtful person, but I must give you something." His blue eyes peered over his spectacles.
"If you must, please just give me your word that Vodermort will not win." Hermione said softly.
"That I will do, Miss Granger." Dumbledore said as he hugged her and she began to cry.
"I must go, please don't tell Professor Snape what I did, he will only say I was foolish." Hermione told Dumbledore as she turned to walk away.
"Miss Granger, even a man such as Severus is not that cold hearted to the young woman who saved his life." Dumbledore said.
"Please do not say anything." She said as she turned and walked up to the Great Hall.
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a/n: I know it has been forever, I thought I would continue this story. I have two more weeks till spring break then I am off for a week.
This is not a Hermione/Snape story, but I do think that Hermione and Snape understand each other. Hermione loves Ron in this story, remember that.
Sorry if there are any grammatical mistakes, but I thought I would post it because it has been such a long time.
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Days slowly turned into weeks with no action from anyone. Voldermort was causing more and more havoc on the wizarding community. Witches and Wizards were at their ends trying to hold him back, but it seemed nothing was working. Harry's scar increased with pain everyday. On days of attacks, Harry could hardly think straight. Despite all of the chaos Harry was still determined to get Snape to acknowledge his niece and hopefully give Snape the kind of Christmas he deserved, a family Christmas.
"Attention class!" Dumbledore raised his voice over the murmuring.
"Class, Professor Snape is not feeling well today, and he will not be able to teach, so you may all have a free period." Dumbledore said looking somewhat tired.
"What? Snape is missing a class? Gods he must be dead, he would teach class if he had a 103 degree temperature." Ron said.
"I know, I wonder what happened. I haven't seen him in a few days, do you think…." Hermione trailed off.
"Come on this will give us a perfect chance to talk to Heather, she is sitting right there." Harry said trying to change the subject, and pointed over to where all the Slytherin girls were gathered.
"Man, even when Snape's not here we still have to think about him." Ron whined.
"Ron, shut your mouth, we are trying to help him remember?" Hermione said.
"Oh yeah like, he wants our help." Ron said always getting the last word.
The three of them slowly made their way over to the row of desk where Heather, and a few other Slytherins were gathered.
"Excuse me, Heather would, I mean could I ask you some questions?" Harry stuttered.
"Why, are you going to interrogate me?" Heather scoffed as the other girls around her laughed.
"NO, it is just we don't know you very well and I thought we could talk sometime." Ron added.
"Why would I ever want to talk to you, you're Gyffindors." Heather sneered as all of her friends filed out of the row to leave.
"God, I hate Slytherins!" Ron said loudly.
"Who does she think she…" Hermione was interrupted.
"Look, if you want to talk, come to the kitchen tonight at 10pm." Heather said as she peered in around the door.
"Why did you have to be so rude?" Harry asked.
"I have a reputation to uphold, look I am sorry but I will explain tonight." Heather said, and with that she was out the door and down the hall.
"What was that all about?" Ron asked.
"I don't know but I suppose we will find out tonight." Harry said as he picked up his pack and walked with his friends towards Gryffindor tower.
"Oh, I have to go back; I left my book in the dungeon." Hermione said half way to the tower.
"Do you want us to come?" Ron asked.
"No, I will be right back." Hermione said.
"Be careful Hermione, it is dangerous, even at Hogwarts." Ron said giving her a kiss on the cheek that almost caused Harry to gag.
"I will." Hermione said as she turned to walk back down the fight of stairs.
Hermione thought about all the recent attacks on the Hufflepuffs and several Gryffindors, of course the Slytherins were not affected, nor did they show compassion to any of the other houses. Hermione stopped dead in her tracks when she heard a groan from a slightly cracked potions room door. She pushed it open slowly to reveal a hunched over tall skinny man with his back to her. She turned around and decided that she should come back later.
"Miss G..GGranger, your book is on your desssk." I struggled to get out.
"Oh, ok, thanks." Hermione said quietly as she walked into the room and towards the desk.
"You really….shouldn't be her..here without an escort." I said trying my hardest to complete a sentence.
"I am fine thanks." Hermione said as she grabbed her book and put it in her pack.
"Uh, sir are you going to be all right?" Hermione said turning back into the room at the door.
"Fine, please leave!" I said as I turned to face her and reveal my swollen face. Hermione winced as she looked at my battered face.
"Prof..Prof..Professor Snape?" Hermione stuttered.
"LEAVE!" I shouted as I fell to the ground in pain.
"You're hurt, I am not going to let you stay here by yourself." Hermione said firmly.
"Stay away! You don't know what you are doing!" I muttered. Hermione ran over and tried to catch me as I fell onto the cold cement floor. When Hermione grabbed hold of my back she felt a rush of pain through her body. Her knees grew weak and hit the ground with I supported by her grasp.
"Sir, what is going on?" Hermione sputtered out. I did not answer it seemed I had passed out from the pain. She felt that if she left me, I would only become worse.
What seemed like hours passed before she heard someone out in the Hall, struggling to stay conscious from the pain, she cried out.
"Help! Please, anyone!" She cried. There were sudden footsteps outside the door.
"Oh gods, Stay there Hermione, I will go get Professor Dumbledore." Heather said.
A few more minutes passed when finally she heard the voice of Dumbledore.
"You may let go now, Miss Granger, Madame Pomfrey will see to him now." Dumbledore spoke softly as she slowly drew her hands from under my back.
"That's it, it will be all right." Dumbledore said to her.
"Miss Evans, I believe you know what to do?" He asked again.
"Am I ready?" She asked tentatively.
"Of course you are, you were born ready." Madame Pomfrey added. At that moment Heather stepped to my body, which was now lying on a conjured cot, and began to repeat a phrase over and over again. Hermione watched in amazement as a purple light flooded from her hands and spread over my body. I began levitating over the bed and became translucent.
"Miss Granger, eat this, it will make you feel better." Dumbledore said as he handed her a piece of chocolate.
"Thanks, I am not really that hungry." Hermione said, feeling queasy from the pain and the sight of me.
"You must eat it." He persuaded. Hermione took it and started to suck on it. It instantly warmed her and some of the pain diminished.
"Thank you." Hermione said still watching Heather and I.
"Miss Granger why don't you go find your friends, I am sure they are looking for you. Your acts of kindness will not go unrewarded. I award 20 points to.." Dumbledore was interrupted.
"Professor, I would prefer if you didn't give me any points, I was just doing the right thing, and plus Snape wouldn't be happy with me. I will just go, it is fine." Hermione said as she wanted so badly to leave the scene.
"Miss Granger, you are truly a thoughtful person, but I must give you something." His blue eyes peered over his spectacles.
"If you must, please just give me your word that Vodermort will not win." Hermione said softly.
"That I will do, Miss Granger." Dumbledore said as he hugged her and she began to cry.
"I must go, please don't tell Professor Snape what I did, he will only say I was foolish." Hermione told Dumbledore as she turned to walk away.
"Miss Granger, even a man such as Severus is not that cold hearted to the young woman who saved his life." Dumbledore said.
"Please do not say anything." She said as she turned and walked up to the Great Hall.