Snape strolled down one of the halls. At the moment he wasn't
exactly sure where he was. He was too busy trying to figure out the events
of the last two days in his mind. It seemed to just give him a headache
and feelings he didn't wish to have. Especially if those feelings were for
Granger. He stopped at the thought of her touch again. Her smile shone
brightly in the back of his mind and he closed his eyes. You fool! You're
acting like a love sick school boy! Snape opened his eyes and saw that he
was in front of the perfects' bathroom. Someone was shouting inside.
Snape stepped closer to the entrance, listening intently. But he was
unable to understand a thing.
"Bubble Bath." He said lazily. Snape entered slowly as the shouts became clearer.
"How dare you follow me in here! I have the right mind to set you on fire!" Snape stopped at the sight of Hermione in the huge bath in the middle of the room. Her back was to him and she had a large towel wrapped around her.
"Surely you wouldn't set your Professor on fire. You might get expelled." Hermione jumped and a wave of water rushed towards him. It fell over him, drenching him from head to toe.
"Oh, Professor, I am so sorry! You startled me." She said turning around quickly, her hair dropped from its place in a bun and fell lightly to her shoulders.
"So I see Ms. Granger." Snape squeezed some of the water from one of his sleeves. "I was wondering why exactly you were shouting when you are alone?"
"Well, you see, Peeves came up through the sink and I um..." Hermione glanced to her right nervously. Snape followed her gaze, but nothing was there and the spot was no where near the sink.
"Then you should know that fire will not stop a ghost, but I can have the Bloody Baron talk to him if you like." Hermione looked at him again and blushed.
"No! I mean that's okay." Hermione added with a start and nearly dropped her towel. " If you wouldn't mind sir, I would like to dry off now." She said pulling the towel a little tighter around herself. Now it was Snape's turn to blush.
"Right. I'll just leave you now, since you seem to be fine." He clenched his fists and left the room, trying to control his emotions as he did so.
Snape stalked angrily to his chambers in the dungeons. He ripped open the door and slammed it behind him. Snape struck the back of the door, never feeling the pain when several bones cracked in his hand. It was nothing he couldn't fix on his own so why bother with it now. At the moment he couldn't help but hate himself more then ever for almost losing every ounce of control he had. And over what? Hermione! How was she able to do this to him? Severus slid to the floor, putting his head in his hands. He winced slightly at the contact of his new found injury. What have you done to me Hermione? Don't you realize the affect you have on me? No, I don't think you do, and you will never find out! Snape vowed to himself.
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"Draco Malfoy I never thought you would stoop so low! Wait, I take that back! I FORGOT WHO I WAS TALKING TO!" Hermione yelled furiously. Draco had removed his cloak again and held it his hand.
"I never looked. I do have some honor. And why is it that you are yelling at me, but talked so sweetly to Snape?" Hermione glared at him. "I did enjoy watching him get soaked though. However did you manage that?"
"Turn around Malfoy!" She spat poisonously. He complied with a heavy sigh. Hermione got out of the bath, the wet towel hugged close to her body. She grabbed her clothes and went behind a large screen.
"I would hurry if I were you. We're expected at Malfoy Manor." Hermione stepped out from behind the screen.
"Do you ever give up?" She asked and he turned around to face her.
"I'm afraid not." He said cheerfully. Hermione stormed past and left the bathroom. Draco threw on his cloak and followed not far behind. "In that respect, we're a lot alike Granger." Hermione spun around to face him, but she couldn't see him again. Though Hermione knew he was close to her.
We are nothing alike Malfoy! Stay away from me or I will go to the Headmaster. Hermione started to walk away again when he grabbed her arm.
You belong to me now Granger and we're leaving. Hermione eyes glowed gold, her rage building every second that passed.
"I BELONG TO NO ONE!" She shouted. Her voice echoed off the walls." Least of all you!" Hermione said in a deadly whisper.
"Hermione dear, are you alright?" Duvessa's airy voice came from behind. Draco lowered her arm, but still held it firmly as Hermione slowly turned to face her mother.
Not a word Granger! Draco's voice resounded in her mind. I would hate to have to do something that you would find unpleasant. His voice was cold and unfeeling. The way Hermione knew Draco the best.
"No." Hermione said shortly. "I was just thinking about what has happened over the last few days." Duvessa walked closer and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
"I know it has been difficult. I heard Voldemort still has your wand, is that true?" Hermione nodded her head. "Well in that case, how about I teach you some fae magic? No wand needed whatsoever." Hermione couldn't help but smile at her. She just had an aura about her.
"Okay. It sounds like fun." Hermione didn't move until Draco pushed her lightly. She began walking down the hall next to Duvessa. "Did you trick people like other fairies?" Duvessa smiled down at her daughter.
"I did once." She smiled.
"Who did you do it to?" Hermione asked, though she thought she knew the answer already.
"Severus." Duvessa said with another smile.
"What did you do?" Hermione asked with growing interest.
"Severus decided to take a swim in the lake one night and I just so happened to see his clothes on the ground, so I enchanted them to run away from him." Hermione began laughing. "He didn't go after them though, much to my disappointment."
"Mother!" Hermione said in mock horror. "What did you do after that?"
"Of course, I wanted to know why he didn't go after his belongings, so I went over to the lake and hovered slightly on the water."
"Do you not wish to retrieve your clothes mortal?" Duvessa asked, lightly touching the water with her feet.
"I am no fool fae. I am not here for your amusement." Severus said without looking at her. Duvessa flew closer to him, bending her head down to look at him.
"You're a dark one aren't you?" At this he turned to face her. Severus was surprised at how beautiful she was. Her brown eyes sparkled with mischief and the silver in her hair caught the rays of the moon. Duvessa studied him during his time of speechlessness. She smiled at him and Severus felt his heart beating faster. "No you're not. Just misguided." Duvessa stood there smiling for awhile. She began dancing on the water, spinning around Severus.
"What do you want fairy?" He asked coldly.
"A want to see you smile." She said stopping next to him momentarily to see if he was smiling or not. He did smile, but it was a malicious one. Suddenly Severus had grabbed her feet and pulled her in to the lake. Duvessa let out a small scream before her head hit the water. Seconds later she resurfaced gasping for breath. Severus was laughing at her.
"That was a dirty trick!" She exclaimed splashing water at him and she began laughing herself as they had a water fight. It lasted for several minutes before they spoke to each other.
"How did you do that?" The young Severus Snape asked. Duvessa looked at him perplexed.
"How did I do what?" Duvessa asked in return. He smiled and pulled her closer to him.
"Make me forget who I am. You're the first person who has ever made me laugh like this." Duvessa smiled. She lightly kissed him on the cheek and then pulled away, taking flight out of the water. "Where are you going?"
"I'm sorry, but I cannot stay." She said in a truly distraught voice. She then called back his clothes. "I most go now. Maybe I shall see you again wizard." And with that she was gone. The young Severus stood silent. He had given his heart to someone that would never return. He vowed then that no one shall ever put him through a pain such as this again.
"It had been such a long time ago. I did mean to come back, but then I met your father and forgot about Severus." Duvessa had a very sad expression on her face. "I never thought he would become so bitter and hateful because of it."
"Did you love him?" Hermione asked gently.
"No, it was more flirting, but I think Severus didn't see it that way." Duvessa stopped near the edge of the lake. Hermione didn't realize they had walked that far. "So are you ready to learn some new magic?" Duvessa's smiled reappeared.
Like Granger would say no. Draco drawled in Hermione's mind.
Shut up Malfoy! Draco's hand gripped her arm tighter, making Hermione jump a little.
"Of course!" Hermione said in a slightly higher voice than normal, though Duvessa didn't seem to notice.
"Okay, so the first thing I'll teach you is how to fly using your wings." Hermione looked at Duvessa, paling from the thought of flying.
"I'm not really sure flying is such a good idea...." Hermione froze. "Wait, did you say I have wings?" Hermione asked excitedly. "Oh I can't believe it! Wings have got to be better than those ruddy old brooms!" Duvessa was smiling broadly now. Her face showing nothing but the utmost love for her lost daughter.
"Shall we get started then? Alright, the first thing you need to do is relax, then they will appear on their own if your will is strong enough." Duvessa closed her eyes and made a small motion with her arms, the sleeves of her black robes falling back from her arms.
Hermione also closed her eyes, but when she did she saw something. At first the image was blurred. It slowly swam into focus. Wizards of all ages were fighting a fierce battle. Cries of pain and death rang in her ears. Hermione watched in horror as two very familiar faces grew nearer. Ron and Harry. They were laying on the ground. Their eyes staring at the sky above. Hermione knelt beside Harry, putting a hand on his cheek. His face was cold to the touch. She then moved it to Ron. His face was also like ice. She looked up. A dark figure stood over them, wand in hand. Hermione looked back down at her two friends. This can't be real! Hermione told herself. I'm at Hogwarts and Ron is with Harry in Hogsmeade. No one has died, none of this is REAL! It's not real!
"It's not real!" Hermione shouted, her eyes flying open. Draco had both hands on her shoulders now, keeping her from falling to the ground. He no longer had the cloak on and Duvessa was gone, but they were still by the lake. "It's not real!" She sobbed against Draco's chest. Hesitantly, Draco put his arms around her. Hermione then wrapped her arms around his waist, crying steadily. They sank to their knees.
"You're okay Hermione. It was only a vision." Draco said softly in her ear. "You're right, it wasn't real." Hermione's crying eased, but she held on to Draco as if she were to let go she would fall back into that nightmare. Draco put his cheek on her head. The sweet scent of her hair soothed him. He wasn't used to mollifying others fears.
They sat like that for what seemed to be hours. Finally Hermione broke the silence.
"Did you see it?" She asked, her voice shaking.
"Yes." Draco said quietly. "You love them very much, don't you?" Draco looked down at Hermione. Her face still gleamed with tears.
"Of course I do, they're my friends. They're apart of me..." Hermione couldn't continue.
She had just realized her mother was gone and she was in Draco Malfoy's arms. Hermione quickly pushed herself away from him, falling to the grass. She had hit her head on the soft earth. Her hair was fanned out, the silver shone brightly in the sunlight. Hermione laid there for a few seconds, staring into space. Moments later Draco's face hovered above her. His hair fell into his eyes as he looked down at her. Hermione tried to get up, but Draco pinned her wrists and then sat on top of her legs. She wasn't able to move.
"What is with you Granger?" Draco's voice came out in a hoarse whisper. "First you act as though I'm your savior and then your enemy again. So which is it?" Hermione couldn't find her voice. She felt so strange. It was impossible to explain, because she wasn't sure herself. Her now golden eyes moved over Draco and then behind him.
Draco slowly moved his head to look behind him and there stood Duvessa and Dumbledore. Dumbledore and Duvessa looked quite calm, considering the manner they found them in.
"Mr. Malfoy," Dumbledore's voice was soft with a hint of amusement, "would you mind getting off of Ms. Granger?" A smile seemed to tug at the corners of his mouth. "But I'm sure that if she was determined enough she would not need me to ask." Draco got up hurriedly and offered a hand to Hermione. She took it cautiously, standing as well. "Now may I ask what this is about?" Hermione looked up at Dumbledore. Her face still stained with tears.
"She had a vision." Draco said rather solemnly and he gave Hermione a cold look.
"So Duvessa has told me, and how is it you knew this is what happened?" Dumbledore asked. He peered over his glasses at Draco and Hermione, a twinkle in his eyes.
"She told me." Hermione began to look scared. She was torn between telling Dumbledore the truth and keeping Draco's lie. Don't say a word Granger.
"Is this true Hermione?" Dumbledore asked softly. Hermione looked frantically from Draco to Dumbledore.
"No Headmaster!" She shouted, surprising herself and Draco. "It is not true! Our minds are linked. Draco saw everything for himself, I didn't say a word." Draco scowled at her furiously.
What are you doing?!? Draco's voiced boomed in her mind.
He already knew, so there is no use lying! Hermione shot back.
But how did he find out th- Draco stopped. Snape! That snake!
"Draco please come up to my office." Dumbledore said, eyeing them curiously. "And Hermione if you won't mind I'll speak to you later." Hermione nodded weakly, then Dumbldore and Draco went back to the castle. Duvessa had not said anything during the entire exchange, but now she felt as if she had to.
"Hermione, dear, there's something I need to explain to you." Hermione merely sat down on the ground, still trying to rid her mind of those awful images. "Now you know of course that you're half elf and half fae, but there's more to it." Duvessa said sitting down next to her.
"What do you mean?" Hermione asked, not really interested.
"I mean, you're the only one of your kind." At this Hermione looked up at her mother.
"How's that possible? Surely faes and elves have been together before." Hermione said panicked. Duvessa shook her head solemnly.
"No, they haven't. Your father and I were the first. That is in part why you have the sight." Hermione looked at her mother incredulously.
"You can't be serious! Are you saying that what I saw is going to happen!" Hermione broke into tears.
"It's not set in stone. The future is constantly changing and whatever you may have seen will most likely change." Duvessa said pulling Hermione into a hug.
"Can you please leave me be?" Hermione sobbed. Duvessa let go and left quietly.
Hermione recovered some time later. She seemed more at ease when she was alone. She took off her shoes and walked around an oak tree that was near by. Hermione noticed the sun was beginning to set. It sent the most amazing colors across the waters of the lake. Hermione stood up and her robes rustled in the warm breeze. Perhaps I can try to find my wings again. Hermione thought, closing her eyes. Relax and they will come on their own.
A tingling sensation worked its way through her body and rested between her shoulder blades. Even though Hermione could not see it, a blue glow encircled her and two iridescent teal wings grew. A few minutes after Hermione opened her eyes. She could faintly see the tips of her new additions. Hermione looked side to side, seeing for the first time her beautiful wings. Some how without any thought Hermione took flight. It was like floating, and she wasn't afraid of it. A sudden idea formed in her mind. Slowly Hermione made her way to the lake. She didn't fly too far out just incase anything should happen. Then Hermione closed her eyes and began to dance. Her feet lightly touching the water with each motion. Her hair flew in every direction, enhancing the movements of this extraordinary dance.
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Snape flexed his hand as he walked down the stone steps and out of the castle. His charm had worked well enough. Now he just felt like taking a swim in the cool lake on such a warm night. Snape looked up at the sky. The stars were remarkably bright tonight. He walked further towards the lake his gaze on the heavens. Snape heard the soft slap of water as the giant squid played. He tore his eyes from his stargazing to look at the creature. Snape stopped suddenly. Old memories washing over him when he saw the delicate figure dancing on the water's surface.
Snape shed his robes and boots, staying in his black pants, then entered the water soundlessly. The figure stopped when Snape was but inches away. She was staring at the graceful movements of the squid, unaware of his presence. Very lightly Snape grabbed her ankles and pulled her into the lake. She let out an exclamation of surprise before her head hit the water. She came up seconds later; her wings had disappeared like they had done seventeen years ago. Snape smiled triumphantly. She turned around quickly and Snape's grin faded quickly when he saw it was Hermione, not Duvessa.
"Ms. Granger! I am extremely sor-" Snape was quieted by Hermione putting her hand over his mouth.
"I understand. You were trying to get back at my mother." Hermione's eyes wandered from his face down to his bare chest, but she moved her eyes hastily back to his when she had noticed him watching her.
Wow, I never would have thought. Snape doesn't look all that bad without a shirt. Hermione's mind was taking off, but it didn't feel like her. Where did that come from?! Hermione shook herself mentally.
That's what I'd like to know. Draco's voice drawled in her mind.
Sod off Malfoy! She retorted, then the link was gone. How did he do that? She wondered. Gently Snape took hold of her wrist and moved her hand from his face.
"Are you alright?" Snape's voice penetrated her conversation with Draco. "Hermione?"
"What did you call me?" She asked suddenly. She knew that Snape must have said her name before, but it stood out more when they were like this.
"I called you by your name, Hermione." Snape said taking a step closer. "And if you like, when there are no other students around of course, you may call me Severus." Hermione looked at Severus with mild shock. It was strange. She somehow felt safer, warmer when she was near him. Her heart began to beat faster and her eyes started to change gold. She could feel the warmth from his hand radiating into her own.
"Severus?" Hermione whispered.
"Yes Hermione?" Severus asked, his own heart picking up its pace as she stared at him.
"Can I ask you something?" She said timidly.
"You just did, but I will let you ask me something else." He smiled down at her.
"Why did you become a Death Eater?"
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Draco strummed his fingers on the arm of his chair. Dumbledore had left his office for a moment when Duvessa had come up in a terrible fright . Something about Hermione not taking the news well. Draco hadn't paid much attention for once and now he was stuck in here with that blasted bird. The phoenix in the corner kept staring at him and was beginning to make him feel uneasy. Finally Draco thought he was alone again with his thoughts, when one from Granger surfaced.
Wow, I never would have thought. Hermione's voice echoed in his mind. Snape doesn't look all that bad without a shirt on. Where did that come from?!
That's what I'd like to know. Draco drawled stunned by what he had just heard.
Sod off Malfoy! She retorted, then, somehow she broke the link.
Odd. I didn't know she could do that.
She can't Draco. Voldemort's cold voice echoed. Draco jumped and looked around him. But I can. Now do what you were instructed to do. Draco was so consumed by this that he didn't notice Dumbledore reenter his office.
"So, Mr. Malfoy, what was it you needed to tell me?" Draco jumped again at the sound of Dumbledore's voice.
"Oh! Right. Well, I'm not really sure of it myself." Draco stumbled over his words. He was still trying to stop thinking about Granger. He almost felt, jealous. " I over heard my father speaking to Nott, but it's difficult to remember now, they were speaking very hurriedly. What was it?" He mused for an instant. "I think they said Voldemort was getting stronger. Something about Hermione and a prophecy."
'When the maiden is tamed
The snake's heir shall be named
Together they create the night
And destroy all that is light
But the darkness can be undone
By the love of the maiden'
"I could be wrong about the prophecy though. Nott is not the best at remembering things."
Dumbledore closed his eyes, his mouth drawing into a straight line. They sat there for what seemed an eternity before Dumbledore spoke again.
"It has begun then." His face was grave. The twinkle in his eyes extinguished. "Thank you Draco, that was more information than I believe you knew you had. Now tell me about you and Ms. Granger." Draco shifted nervously in the chair.
"There isn't much I can tell you. While she changed and I received the dark mark, the Dark Lord joined the three of us together. I don't how he did it." Draco said swiftly.
"I see." The Headmaster clasped his hands on his desk. "Why did you want to keep this from me?"
"Because, up until about five minutes ago I could still hear Hermione, and if I could hear her than he could hear us." Draco let out a sigh of relief when he saw Dumbledore nod in understanding.
"How did the link break?" Dumbledore asked softly.
"Umm... I don't know. I think Granger did it." Draco said uneasily. He could still feel Voldemorts' presence in his thoughts.
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Ron and Harry walked side-by-side in the line of returning Hogwarts students. Harry had just finished telling Ron what has happened to them over the last two days. He had to leave out some parts though. Like how he and Snape were Animagus and Harry didn't know everything that had happened to Hermione, so he was going to let her tell Ron about being whatever she was.
"Did they really apparate on top of each other?" Ron's face was contorted in disgust. Harry stopped momentarily, looking dumbfounded.
"Ron! Is that all you can think about?" Harry resumed walking, not wanting to be left behind. "Professor Snape is the least of our worries. Just image what Voldemort could have been doing to her!" Ron shuddered involuntarily at his name. "Lord Voldemort could have tortured her those two days." Harry said, a lump forming in his throat.
"Do you have to say You-Know-Who's name?" Ron's voice was shaking.
"Yes. You shouldn't fear a name Ron." Harry looked away from his friend and to the lake that they were passing. The squid was slapping the water lazily with its tentacles. Harry noticed that there was something else in the lake. It looked like two people. Harry nudged Ron "Who do you suppose is taking an evening swim together?" Harry and Ron began to laugh.
It took them about three more minutes before they entered the castle and went to dinner. Ron and Harry sat down at the Gryffindor table, waiting for Hermione to show. Dinner began after a small speech from Dumbledore. Harry looked at the teachers seated. Snape was gone. His eyes slowly wondered to the Slytherin table, where Draco Malfoy was sitting smugly. Harry did not like this, both Snape and Hermione were no where in sight, but Malfoy, the enemy was here. Perhaps their still in the hospital wing. Harry reassured himself.
"Harry, why do you think Snape and Hermione are gone?" Ron had noticed as well. His expression was very worried.
"He took Hermione to the hospital wing last night. Maybe they haven't come back yet." But something told Harry they wouldn't find them there. "We'll go see after dinner and then you can give her that book you bought her." Harry said with a smile.
"Oh, yeah. Okay." Ron said before taking another bite of roast beef. "I hope she likes it." Ron pulled a small blue book from underneath the table. The title, Powerful Witches Throughout Time by Pheonia Phiggly, was scrawled across in silver letters.
"I think she will." Harry said as Ron stuffed it back under the table.
"I hope you're right Harry." Ron gave him a lopsided smile and then they continued eating in silence for the rest of the time.
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"Why do you ask?" Severus said, loathing her question.
"I just wanted to know if it was because my mother never came back or Lily leaving you for James, or was it something more. Everyone loses love, but they don't all join Voldemort because of it." Hermione looked shocked at her own knowledge. He hadn't said anything about Harry's mum.
"How did you know about Lily?" He asked, his hand gripped hers tighter and then he had a look of defeat. "I'll tell you, but not here." He said pulling her out of the lake. Hermione's robes felt very heavy as she left the water. They stopped by the tree and Severus looked down at her. "I'll tell you everything if you want to hear it." She nodded and he guided her to one of the walls where he pressed a stone revealing a set of stairs. They walked silently downward until a large door blocked their path. "Alohomora!" He shouted and the door burst open.
Once inside the room Hermione began to look around. It was amazing how close this room looked to the one at the Riddle House. A large four poster bed was to the far left, decorated in Slytherin colors of black and green. There was a fireplace across from the bed and on the mantle were several bottles, vials, and a few candles. Huge bookcases were scattered here and there, with hundreds of books. Most of them seemed to be on potions. A single armchair was close to the fireplace and a small sofa was next to that. The room looked so lonely. No pictures or paintings. Nothing but the essentials were in here. Two more large doors could be seen. One was apparently the way out into the hallway and the other must be to a lavatory or something of that nature.
"Why do you have a door leading out of the castle in your room?" Hermione didn't want to pry, but she couldn't help asking. He frowned.
"That way I can get out when the mark burns without anyone knowing." Severus said simply. "No one is to know that I'm a spy."
Hermione began to shiver. It was frightfully cold in his chambers. He felt her shudder and quickly lit the fire. Hermione and Severus got closer to the fire. They both had a very strong desire to be dry. Just then Hermione felt that tingling sensation again. She felt it running through her and into Severus, a slight blue glow radiating from her. Severus looked at her in astonishment as they were completely dry now. Their hair, their clothes, everything.
"How did you do that?" Severus asked letting go of her hand.
"I-I don't know. I just wanted us to be dry and then we were." Hermione made a small motion with her arms to get her point across.
"You can't stand it can you?" Severus smiled at her devilishly.
"Stand what?" Hermione asked. She had a perplexed expression.
"Not knowing." He said softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face and letting his hand rest on her cheek. She smiled back at him, putting her hand over his. Severus felt his mind take control his new emotions. He took his hand away from her quickly. Hermione looked at him in surprise.
"Leave, now!" He said harshly.
"Why? I thought-" Hermione began, but stopped when she saw the coldness in his eyes. The Snape she had once known took over the one she was beginning to like.
"Ms. Granger, I won't tell you again." He said turning to the door they had come through. "Leave!" Hermione bit her lip to hold back her tears. Why was she acting like this? This was Snape! Not someone she cared about! Hermione thought walking to the door. She stopped before going up the stairs and turned to look at him. You could almost see the pain in his face. As though he were fighting an internal battle. She reached a hand towards him and then pulled it back as if she had touched something hot.
" Someday you are going to have to learn to trust Professor. And just because I look like my mother, doesn't mean I am my mother." And she ran up the steps, never looking back until she was by the lake once more. She fell to her knees and began crying. Hermione wiped the tears away fiercely. She would not feel for him and she would not feel for Draco, she wouldn't feel for anyone. To much pain came with love and she didn't want it. Just as she vowed this to herself a hand touched her shoulder and Hermione jumped. She turned around to find Ron and Harry smiling at her.
"Hi Hermione. Are you feeling better?" Harry asked sitting next to her.
"Yes, a little." She said returning a very weak smile. Her vision came back and she could once again see Ron and Harry laying dead on the ground. Ron sat down silently on the other side of Hermione.
"Umm.. I got this for you Herm. I thought maybe it would help get your mind off of things." Ron said handing her the book. Hermione looked down at it and smiled.
"Thanks Ron." She gave him a small kiss on the cheek. His ears turned a bright pink.
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Classes were like normal the next day, though Hermione kept getting these worried looks from Harry and Ron. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't convince them she was alright. Hermione couldn't help but look miserable, because that's how she felt. Anytime she looked at her friends she saw their lifeless bodies among the hundreds of other wizards.
She did start to feel better after lunch. Hermione had been telling them quietly about what had happened in the house, but when she got to the part about kissing Voldemort everything went downhill. Harry had accidentally bumped his fork so that it hit Seamus and he dropped his sandwich on Dean who had been sitting next to him, but Ginny got far worse. Ron had spit out his entire mouth full of pumpkin juice all over her. Hermione started to laugh. She had imaged their reactions for days now, but would have never thought it would be this funny.
"Hermione, it's not funny!" Ginny said starting to laugh as well. Soon they were all laughing.
After lunch was Double Potions. Hermione had been dreading it all day, because of course potions was shared with the Slytherins. When they came in the room Hermione got several hard looks from them. She had a funny feeling that all of them knew what had happened. Draco was sitting next to Pansy whispering something in her ear, but once he saw Hermione he stopped to smile at her cruelly. Everyone was reverting to their old selves it seemed. Hermione sat down next to Ron and Harry. They were glaring at Malfoy. He made a little wave, which made Ron's ears turn bright pink.
"That git!" Ron whispered. "I can't believe he thinks he can own someone." Harry turned around to look at the board where Snape was writing their assignment. Then he started to read off their partners. Harry and Ron looked horrified, that was only because they were going to be with Crabbe and Goyle. She could understand why.
"Brown with Bludstrode, and Granger with Malfoy." Snape gave Hermione a pity filled look. It only lasted for a few seconds before his eyes grew cold once again. "You will be testing the truth serum on each other today after you have finished preparing it. " The class groaned. "Get to your partners!" Snape snarled. Ron and Harry both moaned as they went over to their partners. Hermione slowly gathered her things and went to Malfoy's desk.
"Couldn't stand to be away from me I see." Malfoy drawled. Hermione's eyes flickered from brown to gold. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath.
"Malfoy, I would love to make your head the size of your ego, but unfortunately this room isn't big enough." She smiled sweetly and sat down next to him. But before Draco could say anything in return someone rapped lightly on the dungeon door and Professor Dumbledore entered.
"Excuse me Severus, but I need to speak with Ms. Granger and I'm afraid she will not be returning to class." Dumbledore's voice was quiet and tired sounding as he spoke to Professor Snape. Professor Snape nodded in agreement and Hermione grabbed the strap of her bag. "Ms. Granger if you will follow me." Hermione picked up her bag and followed Dumbledore out of the classroom. On the way through the door, Hermione had this funny pulling feeling in the pit of her stomach. For a long while they walked in silence, but when they neared the second floor Hermione couldn't take it.
"Professor, is this about what has happened?" She asked tentatively as they walked closer to the great hall.
"Yes, Hermione it is." He said opening the heavy wooden door.
Hermione did as she was told, setting her bag down on the floor. Hermione's eyes darted to the perch where Fawkes sat, but he wasn't there. Odd. Hermione thought, Fawkes is always there. Something wasn't right here. The room was different somehow. It was colder, darker, a feeling of unwelcome hung in the air. She looked back to Professor Dumbledore. His face was half hidden in shadows, giving him a look of evil that Hermione thought would have been impossible. Hermione had the sudden urge to get up and run out of the room. She followed her instincts and jumped out of the chair, but before she reached the door two Death Eaters stood in her way.
"Clever little girl." Came Voldemort's soft hiss-like voice. Hermione turned around, but Dumbledore was still in front of her. "I should have known."
The Death Eaters grabbed her arms tightly. Hermione tried to get free of their grasp, but it was of no use. She had a sudden idea. Hermione closed her eyes and concentrated on the image of her captures flying backwards. She felt their grip start to loosen, before a cold ring went around her throat and broke her thoughts. Hermione opened her eyes in surprise to see that Voldemort had put a silver necklace on her. He smiled at her coldly.
"This should keep you...obedient." He said with another smile as his facade of Dumbledore melted away.
"What..." Hermione began as she stared at Voldemort.
"What does it do?" He finished for her, taking a few steps forward. "Well Ms. Granger, this little trinket her works somewhat like the Imperious curse, and also like the Crutiatus curse." He touched the collar around her neck. "You now have to do whatever I say, and if you don't...then a punishment will follow. The pain of course is controlled by me. " He smiled at her again. "Release her." Voldemort said to the two Death Eaters holding Hermione.
She jerked away from them quickly. Hermione turned away from Voldemort, wishing she was back at Hogwarts, but knew she was miles away.
Come to me. Voldemort's voice echoed in her mind. Hermione turned back around and faced him. She wanted to go to him, but another voice told her not to.
Come to me Hermione. His voice sounded again. She took two steps forward and stopped. Something was holding her back, though that will seemed to be slipping further from her now. Hermione again took a few steps closer. The a few more until she was standing right in front of Voldemort. That hideous grin was on his face as he gazed down at her. New commands came from his voice but it was no longer his voice...it was hers. As if on her own Hermione began to put her arms around his neck. She heard her own voice telling her, moving her, choosing what she did, but it wasn't her. Hermione began to bring her face closer to his. Her lips were mere inches away from his.
STOP! A stronger voice boomed in her mind. Hermione stopped her action, her lips barely brushing his. Suddenly she pushed away from him, and the minute she did a sharp, burning pain filled her entire being. Hermione dropped to her knees, and tried to take the necklace off. She held the burning metal in her hands. She pulled at it hoping it would just fall from her neck. Tears stung her eyes as she finally gave up and just sat there clutching the necklace as the pain lessened.
"You see. No use fighting anymore." He drawled. "Give into it."
A/N Okay that's it for now. I did a lot for one day and I tired, so I'll put up some more in a week or two.
"Bubble Bath." He said lazily. Snape entered slowly as the shouts became clearer.
"How dare you follow me in here! I have the right mind to set you on fire!" Snape stopped at the sight of Hermione in the huge bath in the middle of the room. Her back was to him and she had a large towel wrapped around her.
"Surely you wouldn't set your Professor on fire. You might get expelled." Hermione jumped and a wave of water rushed towards him. It fell over him, drenching him from head to toe.
"Oh, Professor, I am so sorry! You startled me." She said turning around quickly, her hair dropped from its place in a bun and fell lightly to her shoulders.
"So I see Ms. Granger." Snape squeezed some of the water from one of his sleeves. "I was wondering why exactly you were shouting when you are alone?"
"Well, you see, Peeves came up through the sink and I um..." Hermione glanced to her right nervously. Snape followed her gaze, but nothing was there and the spot was no where near the sink.
"Then you should know that fire will not stop a ghost, but I can have the Bloody Baron talk to him if you like." Hermione looked at him again and blushed.
"No! I mean that's okay." Hermione added with a start and nearly dropped her towel. " If you wouldn't mind sir, I would like to dry off now." She said pulling the towel a little tighter around herself. Now it was Snape's turn to blush.
"Right. I'll just leave you now, since you seem to be fine." He clenched his fists and left the room, trying to control his emotions as he did so.
Snape stalked angrily to his chambers in the dungeons. He ripped open the door and slammed it behind him. Snape struck the back of the door, never feeling the pain when several bones cracked in his hand. It was nothing he couldn't fix on his own so why bother with it now. At the moment he couldn't help but hate himself more then ever for almost losing every ounce of control he had. And over what? Hermione! How was she able to do this to him? Severus slid to the floor, putting his head in his hands. He winced slightly at the contact of his new found injury. What have you done to me Hermione? Don't you realize the affect you have on me? No, I don't think you do, and you will never find out! Snape vowed to himself.
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"Draco Malfoy I never thought you would stoop so low! Wait, I take that back! I FORGOT WHO I WAS TALKING TO!" Hermione yelled furiously. Draco had removed his cloak again and held it his hand.
"I never looked. I do have some honor. And why is it that you are yelling at me, but talked so sweetly to Snape?" Hermione glared at him. "I did enjoy watching him get soaked though. However did you manage that?"
"Turn around Malfoy!" She spat poisonously. He complied with a heavy sigh. Hermione got out of the bath, the wet towel hugged close to her body. She grabbed her clothes and went behind a large screen.
"I would hurry if I were you. We're expected at Malfoy Manor." Hermione stepped out from behind the screen.
"Do you ever give up?" She asked and he turned around to face her.
"I'm afraid not." He said cheerfully. Hermione stormed past and left the bathroom. Draco threw on his cloak and followed not far behind. "In that respect, we're a lot alike Granger." Hermione spun around to face him, but she couldn't see him again. Though Hermione knew he was close to her.
We are nothing alike Malfoy! Stay away from me or I will go to the Headmaster. Hermione started to walk away again when he grabbed her arm.
You belong to me now Granger and we're leaving. Hermione eyes glowed gold, her rage building every second that passed.
"I BELONG TO NO ONE!" She shouted. Her voice echoed off the walls." Least of all you!" Hermione said in a deadly whisper.
"Hermione dear, are you alright?" Duvessa's airy voice came from behind. Draco lowered her arm, but still held it firmly as Hermione slowly turned to face her mother.
Not a word Granger! Draco's voice resounded in her mind. I would hate to have to do something that you would find unpleasant. His voice was cold and unfeeling. The way Hermione knew Draco the best.
"No." Hermione said shortly. "I was just thinking about what has happened over the last few days." Duvessa walked closer and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
"I know it has been difficult. I heard Voldemort still has your wand, is that true?" Hermione nodded her head. "Well in that case, how about I teach you some fae magic? No wand needed whatsoever." Hermione couldn't help but smile at her. She just had an aura about her.
"Okay. It sounds like fun." Hermione didn't move until Draco pushed her lightly. She began walking down the hall next to Duvessa. "Did you trick people like other fairies?" Duvessa smiled down at her daughter.
"I did once." She smiled.
"Who did you do it to?" Hermione asked, though she thought she knew the answer already.
"Severus." Duvessa said with another smile.
"What did you do?" Hermione asked with growing interest.
"Severus decided to take a swim in the lake one night and I just so happened to see his clothes on the ground, so I enchanted them to run away from him." Hermione began laughing. "He didn't go after them though, much to my disappointment."
"Mother!" Hermione said in mock horror. "What did you do after that?"
"Of course, I wanted to know why he didn't go after his belongings, so I went over to the lake and hovered slightly on the water."
"Do you not wish to retrieve your clothes mortal?" Duvessa asked, lightly touching the water with her feet.
"I am no fool fae. I am not here for your amusement." Severus said without looking at her. Duvessa flew closer to him, bending her head down to look at him.
"You're a dark one aren't you?" At this he turned to face her. Severus was surprised at how beautiful she was. Her brown eyes sparkled with mischief and the silver in her hair caught the rays of the moon. Duvessa studied him during his time of speechlessness. She smiled at him and Severus felt his heart beating faster. "No you're not. Just misguided." Duvessa stood there smiling for awhile. She began dancing on the water, spinning around Severus.
"What do you want fairy?" He asked coldly.
"A want to see you smile." She said stopping next to him momentarily to see if he was smiling or not. He did smile, but it was a malicious one. Suddenly Severus had grabbed her feet and pulled her in to the lake. Duvessa let out a small scream before her head hit the water. Seconds later she resurfaced gasping for breath. Severus was laughing at her.
"That was a dirty trick!" She exclaimed splashing water at him and she began laughing herself as they had a water fight. It lasted for several minutes before they spoke to each other.
"How did you do that?" The young Severus Snape asked. Duvessa looked at him perplexed.
"How did I do what?" Duvessa asked in return. He smiled and pulled her closer to him.
"Make me forget who I am. You're the first person who has ever made me laugh like this." Duvessa smiled. She lightly kissed him on the cheek and then pulled away, taking flight out of the water. "Where are you going?"
"I'm sorry, but I cannot stay." She said in a truly distraught voice. She then called back his clothes. "I most go now. Maybe I shall see you again wizard." And with that she was gone. The young Severus stood silent. He had given his heart to someone that would never return. He vowed then that no one shall ever put him through a pain such as this again.
"It had been such a long time ago. I did mean to come back, but then I met your father and forgot about Severus." Duvessa had a very sad expression on her face. "I never thought he would become so bitter and hateful because of it."
"Did you love him?" Hermione asked gently.
"No, it was more flirting, but I think Severus didn't see it that way." Duvessa stopped near the edge of the lake. Hermione didn't realize they had walked that far. "So are you ready to learn some new magic?" Duvessa's smiled reappeared.
Like Granger would say no. Draco drawled in Hermione's mind.
Shut up Malfoy! Draco's hand gripped her arm tighter, making Hermione jump a little.
"Of course!" Hermione said in a slightly higher voice than normal, though Duvessa didn't seem to notice.
"Okay, so the first thing I'll teach you is how to fly using your wings." Hermione looked at Duvessa, paling from the thought of flying.
"I'm not really sure flying is such a good idea...." Hermione froze. "Wait, did you say I have wings?" Hermione asked excitedly. "Oh I can't believe it! Wings have got to be better than those ruddy old brooms!" Duvessa was smiling broadly now. Her face showing nothing but the utmost love for her lost daughter.
"Shall we get started then? Alright, the first thing you need to do is relax, then they will appear on their own if your will is strong enough." Duvessa closed her eyes and made a small motion with her arms, the sleeves of her black robes falling back from her arms.
Hermione also closed her eyes, but when she did she saw something. At first the image was blurred. It slowly swam into focus. Wizards of all ages were fighting a fierce battle. Cries of pain and death rang in her ears. Hermione watched in horror as two very familiar faces grew nearer. Ron and Harry. They were laying on the ground. Their eyes staring at the sky above. Hermione knelt beside Harry, putting a hand on his cheek. His face was cold to the touch. She then moved it to Ron. His face was also like ice. She looked up. A dark figure stood over them, wand in hand. Hermione looked back down at her two friends. This can't be real! Hermione told herself. I'm at Hogwarts and Ron is with Harry in Hogsmeade. No one has died, none of this is REAL! It's not real!
"It's not real!" Hermione shouted, her eyes flying open. Draco had both hands on her shoulders now, keeping her from falling to the ground. He no longer had the cloak on and Duvessa was gone, but they were still by the lake. "It's not real!" She sobbed against Draco's chest. Hesitantly, Draco put his arms around her. Hermione then wrapped her arms around his waist, crying steadily. They sank to their knees.
"You're okay Hermione. It was only a vision." Draco said softly in her ear. "You're right, it wasn't real." Hermione's crying eased, but she held on to Draco as if she were to let go she would fall back into that nightmare. Draco put his cheek on her head. The sweet scent of her hair soothed him. He wasn't used to mollifying others fears.
They sat like that for what seemed to be hours. Finally Hermione broke the silence.
"Did you see it?" She asked, her voice shaking.
"Yes." Draco said quietly. "You love them very much, don't you?" Draco looked down at Hermione. Her face still gleamed with tears.
"Of course I do, they're my friends. They're apart of me..." Hermione couldn't continue.
She had just realized her mother was gone and she was in Draco Malfoy's arms. Hermione quickly pushed herself away from him, falling to the grass. She had hit her head on the soft earth. Her hair was fanned out, the silver shone brightly in the sunlight. Hermione laid there for a few seconds, staring into space. Moments later Draco's face hovered above her. His hair fell into his eyes as he looked down at her. Hermione tried to get up, but Draco pinned her wrists and then sat on top of her legs. She wasn't able to move.
"What is with you Granger?" Draco's voice came out in a hoarse whisper. "First you act as though I'm your savior and then your enemy again. So which is it?" Hermione couldn't find her voice. She felt so strange. It was impossible to explain, because she wasn't sure herself. Her now golden eyes moved over Draco and then behind him.
Draco slowly moved his head to look behind him and there stood Duvessa and Dumbledore. Dumbledore and Duvessa looked quite calm, considering the manner they found them in.
"Mr. Malfoy," Dumbledore's voice was soft with a hint of amusement, "would you mind getting off of Ms. Granger?" A smile seemed to tug at the corners of his mouth. "But I'm sure that if she was determined enough she would not need me to ask." Draco got up hurriedly and offered a hand to Hermione. She took it cautiously, standing as well. "Now may I ask what this is about?" Hermione looked up at Dumbledore. Her face still stained with tears.
"She had a vision." Draco said rather solemnly and he gave Hermione a cold look.
"So Duvessa has told me, and how is it you knew this is what happened?" Dumbledore asked. He peered over his glasses at Draco and Hermione, a twinkle in his eyes.
"She told me." Hermione began to look scared. She was torn between telling Dumbledore the truth and keeping Draco's lie. Don't say a word Granger.
"Is this true Hermione?" Dumbledore asked softly. Hermione looked frantically from Draco to Dumbledore.
"No Headmaster!" She shouted, surprising herself and Draco. "It is not true! Our minds are linked. Draco saw everything for himself, I didn't say a word." Draco scowled at her furiously.
What are you doing?!? Draco's voiced boomed in her mind.
He already knew, so there is no use lying! Hermione shot back.
But how did he find out th- Draco stopped. Snape! That snake!
"Draco please come up to my office." Dumbledore said, eyeing them curiously. "And Hermione if you won't mind I'll speak to you later." Hermione nodded weakly, then Dumbldore and Draco went back to the castle. Duvessa had not said anything during the entire exchange, but now she felt as if she had to.
"Hermione, dear, there's something I need to explain to you." Hermione merely sat down on the ground, still trying to rid her mind of those awful images. "Now you know of course that you're half elf and half fae, but there's more to it." Duvessa said sitting down next to her.
"What do you mean?" Hermione asked, not really interested.
"I mean, you're the only one of your kind." At this Hermione looked up at her mother.
"How's that possible? Surely faes and elves have been together before." Hermione said panicked. Duvessa shook her head solemnly.
"No, they haven't. Your father and I were the first. That is in part why you have the sight." Hermione looked at her mother incredulously.
"You can't be serious! Are you saying that what I saw is going to happen!" Hermione broke into tears.
"It's not set in stone. The future is constantly changing and whatever you may have seen will most likely change." Duvessa said pulling Hermione into a hug.
"Can you please leave me be?" Hermione sobbed. Duvessa let go and left quietly.
Hermione recovered some time later. She seemed more at ease when she was alone. She took off her shoes and walked around an oak tree that was near by. Hermione noticed the sun was beginning to set. It sent the most amazing colors across the waters of the lake. Hermione stood up and her robes rustled in the warm breeze. Perhaps I can try to find my wings again. Hermione thought, closing her eyes. Relax and they will come on their own.
A tingling sensation worked its way through her body and rested between her shoulder blades. Even though Hermione could not see it, a blue glow encircled her and two iridescent teal wings grew. A few minutes after Hermione opened her eyes. She could faintly see the tips of her new additions. Hermione looked side to side, seeing for the first time her beautiful wings. Some how without any thought Hermione took flight. It was like floating, and she wasn't afraid of it. A sudden idea formed in her mind. Slowly Hermione made her way to the lake. She didn't fly too far out just incase anything should happen. Then Hermione closed her eyes and began to dance. Her feet lightly touching the water with each motion. Her hair flew in every direction, enhancing the movements of this extraordinary dance.
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Snape flexed his hand as he walked down the stone steps and out of the castle. His charm had worked well enough. Now he just felt like taking a swim in the cool lake on such a warm night. Snape looked up at the sky. The stars were remarkably bright tonight. He walked further towards the lake his gaze on the heavens. Snape heard the soft slap of water as the giant squid played. He tore his eyes from his stargazing to look at the creature. Snape stopped suddenly. Old memories washing over him when he saw the delicate figure dancing on the water's surface.
Snape shed his robes and boots, staying in his black pants, then entered the water soundlessly. The figure stopped when Snape was but inches away. She was staring at the graceful movements of the squid, unaware of his presence. Very lightly Snape grabbed her ankles and pulled her into the lake. She let out an exclamation of surprise before her head hit the water. She came up seconds later; her wings had disappeared like they had done seventeen years ago. Snape smiled triumphantly. She turned around quickly and Snape's grin faded quickly when he saw it was Hermione, not Duvessa.
"Ms. Granger! I am extremely sor-" Snape was quieted by Hermione putting her hand over his mouth.
"I understand. You were trying to get back at my mother." Hermione's eyes wandered from his face down to his bare chest, but she moved her eyes hastily back to his when she had noticed him watching her.
Wow, I never would have thought. Snape doesn't look all that bad without a shirt. Hermione's mind was taking off, but it didn't feel like her. Where did that come from?! Hermione shook herself mentally.
That's what I'd like to know. Draco's voice drawled in her mind.
Sod off Malfoy! She retorted, then the link was gone. How did he do that? She wondered. Gently Snape took hold of her wrist and moved her hand from his face.
"Are you alright?" Snape's voice penetrated her conversation with Draco. "Hermione?"
"What did you call me?" She asked suddenly. She knew that Snape must have said her name before, but it stood out more when they were like this.
"I called you by your name, Hermione." Snape said taking a step closer. "And if you like, when there are no other students around of course, you may call me Severus." Hermione looked at Severus with mild shock. It was strange. She somehow felt safer, warmer when she was near him. Her heart began to beat faster and her eyes started to change gold. She could feel the warmth from his hand radiating into her own.
"Severus?" Hermione whispered.
"Yes Hermione?" Severus asked, his own heart picking up its pace as she stared at him.
"Can I ask you something?" She said timidly.
"You just did, but I will let you ask me something else." He smiled down at her.
"Why did you become a Death Eater?"
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Draco strummed his fingers on the arm of his chair. Dumbledore had left his office for a moment when Duvessa had come up in a terrible fright . Something about Hermione not taking the news well. Draco hadn't paid much attention for once and now he was stuck in here with that blasted bird. The phoenix in the corner kept staring at him and was beginning to make him feel uneasy. Finally Draco thought he was alone again with his thoughts, when one from Granger surfaced.
Wow, I never would have thought. Hermione's voice echoed in his mind. Snape doesn't look all that bad without a shirt on. Where did that come from?!
That's what I'd like to know. Draco drawled stunned by what he had just heard.
Sod off Malfoy! She retorted, then, somehow she broke the link.
Odd. I didn't know she could do that.
She can't Draco. Voldemort's cold voice echoed. Draco jumped and looked around him. But I can. Now do what you were instructed to do. Draco was so consumed by this that he didn't notice Dumbledore reenter his office.
"So, Mr. Malfoy, what was it you needed to tell me?" Draco jumped again at the sound of Dumbledore's voice.
"Oh! Right. Well, I'm not really sure of it myself." Draco stumbled over his words. He was still trying to stop thinking about Granger. He almost felt, jealous. " I over heard my father speaking to Nott, but it's difficult to remember now, they were speaking very hurriedly. What was it?" He mused for an instant. "I think they said Voldemort was getting stronger. Something about Hermione and a prophecy."
'When the maiden is tamed
The snake's heir shall be named
Together they create the night
And destroy all that is light
But the darkness can be undone
By the love of the maiden'
"I could be wrong about the prophecy though. Nott is not the best at remembering things."
Dumbledore closed his eyes, his mouth drawing into a straight line. They sat there for what seemed an eternity before Dumbledore spoke again.
"It has begun then." His face was grave. The twinkle in his eyes extinguished. "Thank you Draco, that was more information than I believe you knew you had. Now tell me about you and Ms. Granger." Draco shifted nervously in the chair.
"There isn't much I can tell you. While she changed and I received the dark mark, the Dark Lord joined the three of us together. I don't how he did it." Draco said swiftly.
"I see." The Headmaster clasped his hands on his desk. "Why did you want to keep this from me?"
"Because, up until about five minutes ago I could still hear Hermione, and if I could hear her than he could hear us." Draco let out a sigh of relief when he saw Dumbledore nod in understanding.
"How did the link break?" Dumbledore asked softly.
"Umm... I don't know. I think Granger did it." Draco said uneasily. He could still feel Voldemorts' presence in his thoughts.
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Ron and Harry walked side-by-side in the line of returning Hogwarts students. Harry had just finished telling Ron what has happened to them over the last two days. He had to leave out some parts though. Like how he and Snape were Animagus and Harry didn't know everything that had happened to Hermione, so he was going to let her tell Ron about being whatever she was.
"Did they really apparate on top of each other?" Ron's face was contorted in disgust. Harry stopped momentarily, looking dumbfounded.
"Ron! Is that all you can think about?" Harry resumed walking, not wanting to be left behind. "Professor Snape is the least of our worries. Just image what Voldemort could have been doing to her!" Ron shuddered involuntarily at his name. "Lord Voldemort could have tortured her those two days." Harry said, a lump forming in his throat.
"Do you have to say You-Know-Who's name?" Ron's voice was shaking.
"Yes. You shouldn't fear a name Ron." Harry looked away from his friend and to the lake that they were passing. The squid was slapping the water lazily with its tentacles. Harry noticed that there was something else in the lake. It looked like two people. Harry nudged Ron "Who do you suppose is taking an evening swim together?" Harry and Ron began to laugh.
It took them about three more minutes before they entered the castle and went to dinner. Ron and Harry sat down at the Gryffindor table, waiting for Hermione to show. Dinner began after a small speech from Dumbledore. Harry looked at the teachers seated. Snape was gone. His eyes slowly wondered to the Slytherin table, where Draco Malfoy was sitting smugly. Harry did not like this, both Snape and Hermione were no where in sight, but Malfoy, the enemy was here. Perhaps their still in the hospital wing. Harry reassured himself.
"Harry, why do you think Snape and Hermione are gone?" Ron had noticed as well. His expression was very worried.
"He took Hermione to the hospital wing last night. Maybe they haven't come back yet." But something told Harry they wouldn't find them there. "We'll go see after dinner and then you can give her that book you bought her." Harry said with a smile.
"Oh, yeah. Okay." Ron said before taking another bite of roast beef. "I hope she likes it." Ron pulled a small blue book from underneath the table. The title, Powerful Witches Throughout Time by Pheonia Phiggly, was scrawled across in silver letters.
"I think she will." Harry said as Ron stuffed it back under the table.
"I hope you're right Harry." Ron gave him a lopsided smile and then they continued eating in silence for the rest of the time.
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"Why do you ask?" Severus said, loathing her question.
"I just wanted to know if it was because my mother never came back or Lily leaving you for James, or was it something more. Everyone loses love, but they don't all join Voldemort because of it." Hermione looked shocked at her own knowledge. He hadn't said anything about Harry's mum.
"How did you know about Lily?" He asked, his hand gripped hers tighter and then he had a look of defeat. "I'll tell you, but not here." He said pulling her out of the lake. Hermione's robes felt very heavy as she left the water. They stopped by the tree and Severus looked down at her. "I'll tell you everything if you want to hear it." She nodded and he guided her to one of the walls where he pressed a stone revealing a set of stairs. They walked silently downward until a large door blocked their path. "Alohomora!" He shouted and the door burst open.
Once inside the room Hermione began to look around. It was amazing how close this room looked to the one at the Riddle House. A large four poster bed was to the far left, decorated in Slytherin colors of black and green. There was a fireplace across from the bed and on the mantle were several bottles, vials, and a few candles. Huge bookcases were scattered here and there, with hundreds of books. Most of them seemed to be on potions. A single armchair was close to the fireplace and a small sofa was next to that. The room looked so lonely. No pictures or paintings. Nothing but the essentials were in here. Two more large doors could be seen. One was apparently the way out into the hallway and the other must be to a lavatory or something of that nature.
"Why do you have a door leading out of the castle in your room?" Hermione didn't want to pry, but she couldn't help asking. He frowned.
"That way I can get out when the mark burns without anyone knowing." Severus said simply. "No one is to know that I'm a spy."
Hermione began to shiver. It was frightfully cold in his chambers. He felt her shudder and quickly lit the fire. Hermione and Severus got closer to the fire. They both had a very strong desire to be dry. Just then Hermione felt that tingling sensation again. She felt it running through her and into Severus, a slight blue glow radiating from her. Severus looked at her in astonishment as they were completely dry now. Their hair, their clothes, everything.
"How did you do that?" Severus asked letting go of her hand.
"I-I don't know. I just wanted us to be dry and then we were." Hermione made a small motion with her arms to get her point across.
"You can't stand it can you?" Severus smiled at her devilishly.
"Stand what?" Hermione asked. She had a perplexed expression.
"Not knowing." He said softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face and letting his hand rest on her cheek. She smiled back at him, putting her hand over his. Severus felt his mind take control his new emotions. He took his hand away from her quickly. Hermione looked at him in surprise.
"Leave, now!" He said harshly.
"Why? I thought-" Hermione began, but stopped when she saw the coldness in his eyes. The Snape she had once known took over the one she was beginning to like.
"Ms. Granger, I won't tell you again." He said turning to the door they had come through. "Leave!" Hermione bit her lip to hold back her tears. Why was she acting like this? This was Snape! Not someone she cared about! Hermione thought walking to the door. She stopped before going up the stairs and turned to look at him. You could almost see the pain in his face. As though he were fighting an internal battle. She reached a hand towards him and then pulled it back as if she had touched something hot.
" Someday you are going to have to learn to trust Professor. And just because I look like my mother, doesn't mean I am my mother." And she ran up the steps, never looking back until she was by the lake once more. She fell to her knees and began crying. Hermione wiped the tears away fiercely. She would not feel for him and she would not feel for Draco, she wouldn't feel for anyone. To much pain came with love and she didn't want it. Just as she vowed this to herself a hand touched her shoulder and Hermione jumped. She turned around to find Ron and Harry smiling at her.
"Hi Hermione. Are you feeling better?" Harry asked sitting next to her.
"Yes, a little." She said returning a very weak smile. Her vision came back and she could once again see Ron and Harry laying dead on the ground. Ron sat down silently on the other side of Hermione.
"Umm.. I got this for you Herm. I thought maybe it would help get your mind off of things." Ron said handing her the book. Hermione looked down at it and smiled.
"Thanks Ron." She gave him a small kiss on the cheek. His ears turned a bright pink.
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Classes were like normal the next day, though Hermione kept getting these worried looks from Harry and Ron. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't convince them she was alright. Hermione couldn't help but look miserable, because that's how she felt. Anytime she looked at her friends she saw their lifeless bodies among the hundreds of other wizards.
She did start to feel better after lunch. Hermione had been telling them quietly about what had happened in the house, but when she got to the part about kissing Voldemort everything went downhill. Harry had accidentally bumped his fork so that it hit Seamus and he dropped his sandwich on Dean who had been sitting next to him, but Ginny got far worse. Ron had spit out his entire mouth full of pumpkin juice all over her. Hermione started to laugh. She had imaged their reactions for days now, but would have never thought it would be this funny.
"Hermione, it's not funny!" Ginny said starting to laugh as well. Soon they were all laughing.
After lunch was Double Potions. Hermione had been dreading it all day, because of course potions was shared with the Slytherins. When they came in the room Hermione got several hard looks from them. She had a funny feeling that all of them knew what had happened. Draco was sitting next to Pansy whispering something in her ear, but once he saw Hermione he stopped to smile at her cruelly. Everyone was reverting to their old selves it seemed. Hermione sat down next to Ron and Harry. They were glaring at Malfoy. He made a little wave, which made Ron's ears turn bright pink.
"That git!" Ron whispered. "I can't believe he thinks he can own someone." Harry turned around to look at the board where Snape was writing their assignment. Then he started to read off their partners. Harry and Ron looked horrified, that was only because they were going to be with Crabbe and Goyle. She could understand why.
"Brown with Bludstrode, and Granger with Malfoy." Snape gave Hermione a pity filled look. It only lasted for a few seconds before his eyes grew cold once again. "You will be testing the truth serum on each other today after you have finished preparing it. " The class groaned. "Get to your partners!" Snape snarled. Ron and Harry both moaned as they went over to their partners. Hermione slowly gathered her things and went to Malfoy's desk.
"Couldn't stand to be away from me I see." Malfoy drawled. Hermione's eyes flickered from brown to gold. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath.
"Malfoy, I would love to make your head the size of your ego, but unfortunately this room isn't big enough." She smiled sweetly and sat down next to him. But before Draco could say anything in return someone rapped lightly on the dungeon door and Professor Dumbledore entered.
"Excuse me Severus, but I need to speak with Ms. Granger and I'm afraid she will not be returning to class." Dumbledore's voice was quiet and tired sounding as he spoke to Professor Snape. Professor Snape nodded in agreement and Hermione grabbed the strap of her bag. "Ms. Granger if you will follow me." Hermione picked up her bag and followed Dumbledore out of the classroom. On the way through the door, Hermione had this funny pulling feeling in the pit of her stomach. For a long while they walked in silence, but when they neared the second floor Hermione couldn't take it.
"Professor, is this about what has happened?" She asked tentatively as they walked closer to the great hall.
"Yes, Hermione it is." He said opening the heavy wooden door.
Hermione did as she was told, setting her bag down on the floor. Hermione's eyes darted to the perch where Fawkes sat, but he wasn't there. Odd. Hermione thought, Fawkes is always there. Something wasn't right here. The room was different somehow. It was colder, darker, a feeling of unwelcome hung in the air. She looked back to Professor Dumbledore. His face was half hidden in shadows, giving him a look of evil that Hermione thought would have been impossible. Hermione had the sudden urge to get up and run out of the room. She followed her instincts and jumped out of the chair, but before she reached the door two Death Eaters stood in her way.
"Clever little girl." Came Voldemort's soft hiss-like voice. Hermione turned around, but Dumbledore was still in front of her. "I should have known."
The Death Eaters grabbed her arms tightly. Hermione tried to get free of their grasp, but it was of no use. She had a sudden idea. Hermione closed her eyes and concentrated on the image of her captures flying backwards. She felt their grip start to loosen, before a cold ring went around her throat and broke her thoughts. Hermione opened her eyes in surprise to see that Voldemort had put a silver necklace on her. He smiled at her coldly.
"This should keep you...obedient." He said with another smile as his facade of Dumbledore melted away.
"What..." Hermione began as she stared at Voldemort.
"What does it do?" He finished for her, taking a few steps forward. "Well Ms. Granger, this little trinket her works somewhat like the Imperious curse, and also like the Crutiatus curse." He touched the collar around her neck. "You now have to do whatever I say, and if you don't...then a punishment will follow. The pain of course is controlled by me. " He smiled at her again. "Release her." Voldemort said to the two Death Eaters holding Hermione.
She jerked away from them quickly. Hermione turned away from Voldemort, wishing she was back at Hogwarts, but knew she was miles away.
Come to me. Voldemort's voice echoed in her mind. Hermione turned back around and faced him. She wanted to go to him, but another voice told her not to.
Come to me Hermione. His voice sounded again. She took two steps forward and stopped. Something was holding her back, though that will seemed to be slipping further from her now. Hermione again took a few steps closer. The a few more until she was standing right in front of Voldemort. That hideous grin was on his face as he gazed down at her. New commands came from his voice but it was no longer his voice...it was hers. As if on her own Hermione began to put her arms around his neck. She heard her own voice telling her, moving her, choosing what she did, but it wasn't her. Hermione began to bring her face closer to his. Her lips were mere inches away from his.
STOP! A stronger voice boomed in her mind. Hermione stopped her action, her lips barely brushing his. Suddenly she pushed away from him, and the minute she did a sharp, burning pain filled her entire being. Hermione dropped to her knees, and tried to take the necklace off. She held the burning metal in her hands. She pulled at it hoping it would just fall from her neck. Tears stung her eyes as she finally gave up and just sat there clutching the necklace as the pain lessened.
"You see. No use fighting anymore." He drawled. "Give into it."
A/N Okay that's it for now. I did a lot for one day and I tired, so I'll put up some more in a week or two.