*Ditto on what I said before.*
The next morning at breakfast, Harry and Ron noticed something was not quite right. Hermione had never come back from serving detention with Professor Snape. Even more curious was Snape wasn't at the teacher's table either. Everyone was seated at their tables, yet the food wasn't there. Everyone turned toward the teacher's table when Professor Dumbledor started talking.
"Attention. Everyone, please, may I have your attention? I am afraid we have a problem. Last night Professor Snape and Hermione Granger have disappeared from Hogwarts grounds."
"Way to go Snape!" Draco yelled quietly to the people around him. Dumbledor shot a warning look their way and Draco shrunk back into his seat.
"From what it looks like, Death-Eaters have found their way into the school and taken them while their guard was down. It has been taken into consideration that every student will stay in their rooms while a thorough check is done to make sure the death eaters are out. Prefects, if you will lead you're houses back to their rooms after dinner and make sure everyone stays in the rooms." Dumbledor looked at Harry and Ron as he said that. They couldn't help but smile. Everyone knew that they weren't about to let Hermione suffer in the wrath of Death-Eaters, especially with Snape.
"What are we going to do?" Ron whispered to Harry as they made their way back to the rooms.
"I don't know. We'll think of something."
"You haven't answered my calls." A deep scratchy voice ringed through out the cement room they were in. Hermione slowly opened her eyes and shook from the bright light that invaded her eyes when she fully opened them. She looked around the room and she saw Snape, sitting down on the ground, resting his back on the wall. His knees were bent and he had his arms on his knees, with his head on his arms.
"I know." Was the only thing heard from Snape. He seemed out of it, like he just woke up. Slowly his head came up and rested on the wall he was leaning on.
"Why haven't you answered them?" The voice sounded again.
"I've been busy. People have been around, I don't want them seeing me talk to you."
"You're ashamed?"
"No, I'm just protecting my job and--"
"And you failed to complete your orders!" Voldermort's voice boomed, Hermione's head hurt, but she didn't want to move incase she startled someone.
"I asked Harry to be killed Three years ago, and you didn't even make an effort to kill him. I asked you to help me get his parents and you didn't make any effort to help. Sometimes I even wonder how I made you a Death Eater."
Hermione looked at Snape, 'he was supposed to kill Harry, and his parents?' She thought. All of a sudden, Snape looked up at Hermione and mouthed 'are you alright?' to her. She nodded, feeling the tension.
"You know your family has been dead for sometime now, right?"
"Yes, sir."
"But, there is still a living relative that was too young at the time to remember all of this, is that right?"
"Yes, sir."
"I'll have you know that if Potter isn't dead by the end of this year, I'll seek that relative of yours out and kill it myself!"
Snape jumped at this. Hermione saw the face turn the tightest it's ever been. Suddenly a sharp pain happened in her back that made her close her eyes. When she opened them, she found herself in the dungeon, and Snape standing over her.
"Ms. Granger? Wake up. Are you o.k.?" Hermione nodded, recalling what had just happened.
"I think we can call this detention off. You may leave." Hermione slowly stood up and walked to the door. She glanced back to his desk before she left and saw him sitting at his desk, writing something. He stopped and looked up, once their eyes met, Hermione quickly turned and left, closing the door behind her.
