Story: I Won't Dance
Subtitle: You Won't Make Me
By: Ktie Eiknlng Snape
Rating: I give this chapter a PG-13, Hermione goes a lil OOC so, I want to rate it higher
Summary: Hermione is infected with a kidney disease that no magic can cure. She must have
a transplant from a donor, and something happens between them. (This is after Moldie Voldie
has made like a banana and split for eternity! Year after Hogwarts)
Ships: (Obviously Hermione/Severus, it's under their section) Maybe some Harry/Draco,
Sirius/Remus, and if you beg me enough Ron.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Not making money, just joy! And if this sounds like anyone's story, I'm
incredibly sorry. I really just thought of this on my own. I mean, some stuff I borrowed...a
small bit from a lot of people, I'm sorry if this bothers you, but if you notice anything as yours,
tell me, and I'll mention you..
Chapter 1: I had a bad day (again)
"Aahh, Crookshanks, my lower abs are killing me...near my back though...Do you think it's
from those crunches yesterday?"(1) She said looking at the cat, then at her clock. "Sugar, I'm
late for work!"
Hermione had just been asked to be a scientist at a Potions/Healing company. She didn't
really know who the owner was, but she heard he was quite sexy and very mysterious. That's
actually why she never liked Ron or Harry too much, their faces said exactly what was wrong
with them, but Victor...ahh, with Victor you could never tell, quite possibly why he was killed
about now.
"Crookshanks! You knew I started today! You should've done some...Wait, you couldn't do
anything if you tried, you're a cat, and I'm now officially INSANE! Dammit. Well, there's some
food in your dish, I'll try to come home for lunch to feed you. I should be home around- I'm
doing it again... I really need a boy...ahh, shit, it hurts like hell... I'll be home around 6 if not for
lunch. Love you," And she apparated. Crookshanks obviously didn't care except for the fact
that she closed the door to her bedroom and he couldn't get out.
Hermione finally made it to work quite late. It was around ten o'clock when she finally made it
there. She was supposed to be there at eight.
"Miss Granger," A sweet voice called, 'Damn, it must be Patty, that women has the heart I'll
never have....'
"Yes, Patty?"
"I'm sorry, Ms. Granger. You are going to have to work overtime today. You really should
come into work on time, especially on your first day." Patty, the office manager, mentioned in
her sweet concerned voice, "Is everything alright?"
"Actually, no, I'm not feeling to well. My lower abs in the back of me are giving me a dreadful
pain. I took some medicine last night and must've overslept," she said lying straight through
her teeth, well, only about the medicine.
"Maybe you should have that checked out, dear."
"I don't think I have the time. I mean, I haven't even fed my- I left the door closed..."
"Hmm, what are you talking about?"
"I left the door closed to my bedroom and my cat was in there."
"Well, I'll let you out at lunch to feed him and take care of him, but promise me you won't be
late?"
"Certainly."
"And about those pains?"
"Well...I really don't-"
"You'll go to Hogwarts and have it checked out this afternoon. At five. I'll call Madame
Pomfrey, we are friends you know."
"Oh, thank you, Patty. I've missed it so much there."
"Ahh, that goes away. It just takes time. Anyway, today you are working on the Wolfsbane
potion in lab four with Mr. Twining." (Twin-ing)
"Ah, thank you," she said as she started to walk off.
"Dear, your lab coat and glasses?"
"Oh, Patty, what would I do without you?"
"I don't know what Sev-, this company would do without me," she added a smile, "now, off
you go!"
'Sev...that's odd. Sevsna Potions Inc, isn't Severus Snape potions Inc...It can't be. Snape
doesn't have enough time to make potions on the side.'
'That's why he hires people like you,' the little voice in her brain added.
'No, he didn't hire me. Besides, McGonagal told me about the job, not Sna-'
'Maybe because if he approached you, you knew you would say no.'
'I wouldn't of, though.'
'Well, calling him 'Bastard' behind his back would certainly say that you weren't too fond of
him, and probably wouldn't want to work for him.'
Finally, she just gave up with the voice and started to converse with Heath Twining.
"So, is Heath short for Heathcliff?"
"No, actually, my namesake was a fighter in the war against Grindewald. He was one of
Dumbledore's men, actually, it was Dumbledore who named me, and got me the job here."
'So, Dumbledore asked Snape to give him a job.'
"Ah, do you know who runs the company?"
"No, actually, yes. But new employees aren't really supposed to be told, but since I like
you...Draco Malfoy does. He's been the big chief since the end of his seventh year, which really
hasn't been long. Story is, the owner felt pitty on him being a Death Eater and gave him a job,
because he wouldn't get one anywhere else."
"Well, who's the owner?"
"Oh, no, that's private information. Actually, I'm not even supposed to know, but Dumbledore
told me. I was quite surprised, but he is a potions master and has to make money somehow
with Hogwarts paying-" Hermione's face spoke horror, and Heath could tell, "I shouldn't of
said that," He said sounding like Hagrid, "Maybe we should work on the Wolfsbane..."
"I can't. I need to get out of here. I can't work here, not now, never."
"But the potion is for Remus... I've almost got one that will only make it occur 2 times a year
at
the equinoxes instead of full moons.."
"Remus..."
"Please, Hermione? I don't want to be known as the fool who made Sevsna lose one of the
greatest minds."
"I can't, even if its for Remus. Severus has been a horrible person to myself and my friends."
"The pay is great."
"Money is nothing to me. I mean, I have no living family. I'd rather have them."
"What happened to them?" He said trying to get her to stay longer.
"Well, my parents had been skiing somewhere in Switzerland, and were killed by the
avalanche. My last living family. I'm an only child, and they're dead."
"How long has it been?" He asked her knowing that it possibly might make her cry.
"Since my fifth year. They died at the beginning. It was one of the worst year I've had to this
date."
"Sounds horrible. I know this is cruel, but would you please stay till lunch. I'd like to eat with
you. You're so... different in a good way, though."
"No, I just can't..."
"Would you just help me finish this potion?"
"I guess. I guess it's the least I can do."
"You know what the most would be?"
"I can figure it out..."
"Would you please not leave because of Snape?"
"Its just....I can't work for him. He was a Death Eater.."
"Malfoy was. But neither of them are now. They learned their mistakes and just want to be
normal people."
"Snape and Malfoy be normal? No wonder they said the boss was mysterious and sexy. Its
Malfoy and Snape. Enough said. They are like gods to horny women."
"You think the bosses are sexy!! Oh, now I've got blackmail, you've gotta stay."
"Heath.."
"Pwease Her my oh knee? Pwetty pwease with pwees on twop?"
"Oh, I guess. But not for you. I'm just proving my conscience wrong."
"Oooh. Ok. Still up for lunch?"
"Oh, yes, I'm so hungry."
"You still have another hour to go before lunch. Didn't you eat before you left?"
"No. But I'll wait."
And the rest of the day flew by, even her little lunch date with Heath. But the memory that
Snape and Malfoy were her bosses were in the back of her head.
After she had finished her shortened shift, Hermione apparated to the gates at Hogwarts. She
was dreading the walk to infirmary alone, but when she finally made herself walk up the
stairs, Dumbledore and McGonagal had joined her.
"Hello, Ms. Granger."
"Oh, Professor Dumbledore, please call me Hermione. You, too, Prof. McGonagal."
"Then, please, call me, Albus."
"And me, Minerva."
"Thank you, Albus and Minerva. That sounds so odd after all my years at Hogwarts."
"Ah, Ms..Hermione, I believe you, its quite hard for me too."
"Hahaha. Something hard for the Great Albus Dumbledore." Minerva laughed at the mere
thought.
"It is quite humorous." Hermione added.
"Yes, well," He said trying to change the subject, "How was your first day and Sevsna
Potions?"
"Horrible!"
"Oh, Hermione," McGonagal cried, "why?"
"Because I know who owns it. I can't believe you did that Minerva!"
"Believe me, you were the best for the job. Besides, I've heard that you and that Heath, he
was a sixth year when you were first here, Ravenclaw, have found a potion to help Remus. I
know he'll greatly appreciate that.."
"Yes, well, I can't believe that we're here," Dumbledore said forgetting the short walk from the
doors to the infirmary.
"Ah, yes, Ms. Granger, do come in," Pomfrey urged.
"Hermione."
"Poppy, then."
"All settled?" Dumbledore asked.
"Oh, yes. Thank you."
"Certainly, Ms..Hermione." He was still tripping over her name.
"Well, we'll leave you all alone, hope you are in good health," He added with a sparkling wink,
"Good day."
"Good day."
"Well, Ms.-"
"Hermione."
"Yes, yes, what seems to be the problem this fine summer day?"
"Ah, well, my lower abs seem to be hurting."
"Mhm."
"And its hurts to wear a seatbelt in a car."
"Ah, yes, yes. Well, I'll need to cast some spells. Just hold on dear," she said while grabbing
her wand and casting several spells that would tell her the problem, "oh dear, oh dear," she
whispered, "wait just one minute." She quickly ran to Albus as quick as possible.
"Albus, ALBUS!"
"Yes, dear Poppy, what's wrong?"
"Hermione...,"she was now considerably out of breath, "has..."
"Yes, yes...go on.."
"Kidney disease," She splurted out.
"Fixable?"
"No, no magic can fix it."
"Oh dear...Both?"
"Yes, she needs a transplant."
"We have to find a donor."
"Yes, we do. Soon, in fact, her kidneys are already failing. The pain must be excruciating."
"Ah, well, first, test relatives.."
"There are none."
"Oh, my, I forgot."
"Then who?"
"Hogwarts students, fifth, sixth, and seventh years."
"I can do a quick check now, hold on." And she ran off to her room again.
'No, no one, no fourth years, not even third.'
"Poppy," the voice made her jump.
"Oh, yes, dear?"
"Poppy, what's wrong with me? Is it fixable? Poppy?"
"Hermione, you have a disease of the kidneys, you need a transplant. At the moment, I'm
trying to find a donor. No one in your in your year has the same blood type or anyone below."
"Oh, gods, I'm going to die, aren't I?"
"No, not yet. Don't even think that, Hermione," Albus said walking over to comfort her.
"Yes, I am," she said as she started to sob.
"What about the staff, Poppy? Any matches there?"
"We've never tested the staff, but it will be quite simple. We just need all of them, and I can
perform the spell. I already know that you, Sybill, Professor Sprout, Flitwick, Hagrid, Lupin
and I are not matches. We just need McGonagal, Snape, Hooch, Vector, ah, the two new
teachers of Ruins and Muggle Studies..and that's it."
"Ah, well, I'll be off to find them, I'll bring them here," He said whilst Hermione was still in
tears. He quickly flooed to Professor Vector, Madam Hooch, and Professor McGonagal who
were all in the Staff Chambers.
"Ah, yes, good, most of you are here. If you please go to the Hospital wing.."
"Is it about Hermione?" Minerva said with tears.
"Sadly, yes. She needs a kidney transplant. I am trying to see if any of you match."
"The students?"
"Sadly, none."
"Yes, of course, we will all go, right?" A chorus of yes was heard.
Quickly, Dumbledore went to Severus' lab.
"Severus, Severus, where are you?"
"Here, Professor, and for what do I owe this interruption of my sleep?"
"Well," he said trying to think of the best way to tell him, "Hermione Granger has a kidney
disease and Poppy is trying to find a match. We are asking the teachers to see if they are a
match, and from then-"
"No."
"But, Severus, she was a student, she's an employee, a good one at that, and she needs this."
"But she'd be horrified that she has part of me in her. Besides, she doesn't even know that I'm
her boss, yet.."
"She does. She found out today. She is quite bright you know. Someone must of said Sev and
she figured out Sevsna from that."
"Heath probably fell in love with her brain and spilled all information."
"Or, she figured it out."
"I pick the former."
"Ah, will you do this, Severus?"
"I've already said no."
"But what if you are a match?"
"With my luck I would be," He added vigorous amounts of sarcasm.
"With your luck, you would save a young, brilliant, humorous, beautiful employee."
"Ahhh....I don't care how many adjective you can find to describe her. No. That's finally."
He had one last idea, "Please, Severus?" He gave him the puppy dog eyes.
"Albus..."
(Who would've thought that Severus was a sucker for puppy dog eyes....?)
"Ah, DAMN YOU, Albus. I'll test. But if I am a match, I do not want her to thank me in
anyway. Understand? No way whatsoever."
"I understand. Now, go."
He growled one last time, and flooed away with Albus. When he got there, he was greeted by
tears and a saddened face. Of course, Albus knew Severus was a match, he had changed his
blood right before he flooed to match Ms. Granger's, he thought it might help their "relation",
of course, he wasn't going to tell anyone, and he certainly wasn't going to get the other two
teachers, when Severus was a match.
"Severus, please stand still, with your arms straight out."
"Yes, Poppy."
She preformed the test and started to make sure everything was the way it looked.
"Hermione, we have a match." She turned around hoping it would McGonagal or even Madam
Hooch.
"Professor Snape?" Her voice was shaky, like she was going to cry again. And that she did.
"Now, child, really, it isn't that bad. He's offered to pretty much keep you alive. I bet he would
give both of his kidneys to keep a student alive," Hermione looked to see his reaction. What
she caught was amazing. To help the situation, he nodded to what Poppy said, hoping to get it
over with, quickly.
"Really?"
"Yes, Ms. Granger." He answered angrily. This was really taking up his time.
"But you are mea....my boss. I couldn't."
"And how did you find this out?" He just wanted to know...just to prove Albus wrong.
"Well, I figured part of it out, but Heath reassured me."
'Dammit,' Snape thought, 'We were both right.'
"Ah, well, you always were smart, Ms. Granger. That's why I recruited you."
"You recruited me? You asked Minerva to ask me! Like going behind my back. Like you
couldn't ask me yourself."
"Well, if I would've, would you have taken the job?"
"I would've considered it, but probably not," she said finally speaking the truth to herself, and
those in the room.
"Exactly why I did it. Now, will you just take my kidney and let me get back to work."
"I'm sorry, Severus, but you aren't going to be able to work for a week. You will both need to
recover."
"Fine, just, just get on with it."
"You are going to have to go to St. Mungo's. Would you like a room together for after the
operation?"
"His choice."
"Her choice." He replied at the exact same time.
"I'll take that as a yes," Albus replied, "The surgery will be tomorrow. I'll find out the time in
an hour or so. If you would like, I can get you a room."
"No, thank you, I'd rather go home, if you wouldn't mind."
"No, Hermione, you need to stay at Hogwarts so we can keep an eye on you."
"Actually, you can stay in my other private room, Ms. Granger. I believe Albus has already fed
Crookshanks and brought you some clothes and put them in the room." Severus was being
quite nice, considering his next week was going to be with his know-it-all ex-student.
"Oh, thank you both. But I don't believe I can make it down there. I'm in a lot of pain."
"Ugghhhhhh. Could we put you on a stretcher?" He just really wanted to go back to his private
room quite quick.
"No. It will make me feel like I'm ill-capable, which I already am, but worse."
"Severus, what if you carried her?"
"Albus..." He gave his warning tone.
"No, really, I don't want to make him..." She trailed off, because Snape had just picked her up
in his arms off the bed and was carrying her down to the dungeons.
A.N.- Does anyone think Snape is too...caring????
1-I know this pain quite well. Don't doubt me on it. Its hurts like a b!tch...I haven't been
exercising my abs, and well, I've been doing 90 crunches a day and I can barely roll over at
night.
Subtitle: You Won't Make Me
By: Ktie Eiknlng Snape
Rating: I give this chapter a PG-13, Hermione goes a lil OOC so, I want to rate it higher
Summary: Hermione is infected with a kidney disease that no magic can cure. She must have
a transplant from a donor, and something happens between them. (This is after Moldie Voldie
has made like a banana and split for eternity! Year after Hogwarts)
Ships: (Obviously Hermione/Severus, it's under their section) Maybe some Harry/Draco,
Sirius/Remus, and if you beg me enough Ron.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Not making money, just joy! And if this sounds like anyone's story, I'm
incredibly sorry. I really just thought of this on my own. I mean, some stuff I borrowed...a
small bit from a lot of people, I'm sorry if this bothers you, but if you notice anything as yours,
tell me, and I'll mention you..
Chapter 1: I had a bad day (again)
"Aahh, Crookshanks, my lower abs are killing me...near my back though...Do you think it's
from those crunches yesterday?"(1) She said looking at the cat, then at her clock. "Sugar, I'm
late for work!"
Hermione had just been asked to be a scientist at a Potions/Healing company. She didn't
really know who the owner was, but she heard he was quite sexy and very mysterious. That's
actually why she never liked Ron or Harry too much, their faces said exactly what was wrong
with them, but Victor...ahh, with Victor you could never tell, quite possibly why he was killed
about now.
"Crookshanks! You knew I started today! You should've done some...Wait, you couldn't do
anything if you tried, you're a cat, and I'm now officially INSANE! Dammit. Well, there's some
food in your dish, I'll try to come home for lunch to feed you. I should be home around- I'm
doing it again... I really need a boy...ahh, shit, it hurts like hell... I'll be home around 6 if not for
lunch. Love you," And she apparated. Crookshanks obviously didn't care except for the fact
that she closed the door to her bedroom and he couldn't get out.
Hermione finally made it to work quite late. It was around ten o'clock when she finally made it
there. She was supposed to be there at eight.
"Miss Granger," A sweet voice called, 'Damn, it must be Patty, that women has the heart I'll
never have....'
"Yes, Patty?"
"I'm sorry, Ms. Granger. You are going to have to work overtime today. You really should
come into work on time, especially on your first day." Patty, the office manager, mentioned in
her sweet concerned voice, "Is everything alright?"
"Actually, no, I'm not feeling to well. My lower abs in the back of me are giving me a dreadful
pain. I took some medicine last night and must've overslept," she said lying straight through
her teeth, well, only about the medicine.
"Maybe you should have that checked out, dear."
"I don't think I have the time. I mean, I haven't even fed my- I left the door closed..."
"Hmm, what are you talking about?"
"I left the door closed to my bedroom and my cat was in there."
"Well, I'll let you out at lunch to feed him and take care of him, but promise me you won't be
late?"
"Certainly."
"And about those pains?"
"Well...I really don't-"
"You'll go to Hogwarts and have it checked out this afternoon. At five. I'll call Madame
Pomfrey, we are friends you know."
"Oh, thank you, Patty. I've missed it so much there."
"Ahh, that goes away. It just takes time. Anyway, today you are working on the Wolfsbane
potion in lab four with Mr. Twining." (Twin-ing)
"Ah, thank you," she said as she started to walk off.
"Dear, your lab coat and glasses?"
"Oh, Patty, what would I do without you?"
"I don't know what Sev-, this company would do without me," she added a smile, "now, off
you go!"
'Sev...that's odd. Sevsna Potions Inc, isn't Severus Snape potions Inc...It can't be. Snape
doesn't have enough time to make potions on the side.'
'That's why he hires people like you,' the little voice in her brain added.
'No, he didn't hire me. Besides, McGonagal told me about the job, not Sna-'
'Maybe because if he approached you, you knew you would say no.'
'I wouldn't of, though.'
'Well, calling him 'Bastard' behind his back would certainly say that you weren't too fond of
him, and probably wouldn't want to work for him.'
Finally, she just gave up with the voice and started to converse with Heath Twining.
"So, is Heath short for Heathcliff?"
"No, actually, my namesake was a fighter in the war against Grindewald. He was one of
Dumbledore's men, actually, it was Dumbledore who named me, and got me the job here."
'So, Dumbledore asked Snape to give him a job.'
"Ah, do you know who runs the company?"
"No, actually, yes. But new employees aren't really supposed to be told, but since I like
you...Draco Malfoy does. He's been the big chief since the end of his seventh year, which really
hasn't been long. Story is, the owner felt pitty on him being a Death Eater and gave him a job,
because he wouldn't get one anywhere else."
"Well, who's the owner?"
"Oh, no, that's private information. Actually, I'm not even supposed to know, but Dumbledore
told me. I was quite surprised, but he is a potions master and has to make money somehow
with Hogwarts paying-" Hermione's face spoke horror, and Heath could tell, "I shouldn't of
said that," He said sounding like Hagrid, "Maybe we should work on the Wolfsbane..."
"I can't. I need to get out of here. I can't work here, not now, never."
"But the potion is for Remus... I've almost got one that will only make it occur 2 times a year
at
the equinoxes instead of full moons.."
"Remus..."
"Please, Hermione? I don't want to be known as the fool who made Sevsna lose one of the
greatest minds."
"I can't, even if its for Remus. Severus has been a horrible person to myself and my friends."
"The pay is great."
"Money is nothing to me. I mean, I have no living family. I'd rather have them."
"What happened to them?" He said trying to get her to stay longer.
"Well, my parents had been skiing somewhere in Switzerland, and were killed by the
avalanche. My last living family. I'm an only child, and they're dead."
"How long has it been?" He asked her knowing that it possibly might make her cry.
"Since my fifth year. They died at the beginning. It was one of the worst year I've had to this
date."
"Sounds horrible. I know this is cruel, but would you please stay till lunch. I'd like to eat with
you. You're so... different in a good way, though."
"No, I just can't..."
"Would you just help me finish this potion?"
"I guess. I guess it's the least I can do."
"You know what the most would be?"
"I can figure it out..."
"Would you please not leave because of Snape?"
"Its just....I can't work for him. He was a Death Eater.."
"Malfoy was. But neither of them are now. They learned their mistakes and just want to be
normal people."
"Snape and Malfoy be normal? No wonder they said the boss was mysterious and sexy. Its
Malfoy and Snape. Enough said. They are like gods to horny women."
"You think the bosses are sexy!! Oh, now I've got blackmail, you've gotta stay."
"Heath.."
"Pwease Her my oh knee? Pwetty pwease with pwees on twop?"
"Oh, I guess. But not for you. I'm just proving my conscience wrong."
"Oooh. Ok. Still up for lunch?"
"Oh, yes, I'm so hungry."
"You still have another hour to go before lunch. Didn't you eat before you left?"
"No. But I'll wait."
And the rest of the day flew by, even her little lunch date with Heath. But the memory that
Snape and Malfoy were her bosses were in the back of her head.
After she had finished her shortened shift, Hermione apparated to the gates at Hogwarts. She
was dreading the walk to infirmary alone, but when she finally made herself walk up the
stairs, Dumbledore and McGonagal had joined her.
"Hello, Ms. Granger."
"Oh, Professor Dumbledore, please call me Hermione. You, too, Prof. McGonagal."
"Then, please, call me, Albus."
"And me, Minerva."
"Thank you, Albus and Minerva. That sounds so odd after all my years at Hogwarts."
"Ah, Ms..Hermione, I believe you, its quite hard for me too."
"Hahaha. Something hard for the Great Albus Dumbledore." Minerva laughed at the mere
thought.
"It is quite humorous." Hermione added.
"Yes, well," He said trying to change the subject, "How was your first day and Sevsna
Potions?"
"Horrible!"
"Oh, Hermione," McGonagal cried, "why?"
"Because I know who owns it. I can't believe you did that Minerva!"
"Believe me, you were the best for the job. Besides, I've heard that you and that Heath, he
was a sixth year when you were first here, Ravenclaw, have found a potion to help Remus. I
know he'll greatly appreciate that.."
"Yes, well, I can't believe that we're here," Dumbledore said forgetting the short walk from the
doors to the infirmary.
"Ah, yes, Ms. Granger, do come in," Pomfrey urged.
"Hermione."
"Poppy, then."
"All settled?" Dumbledore asked.
"Oh, yes. Thank you."
"Certainly, Ms..Hermione." He was still tripping over her name.
"Well, we'll leave you all alone, hope you are in good health," He added with a sparkling wink,
"Good day."
"Good day."
"Well, Ms.-"
"Hermione."
"Yes, yes, what seems to be the problem this fine summer day?"
"Ah, well, my lower abs seem to be hurting."
"Mhm."
"And its hurts to wear a seatbelt in a car."
"Ah, yes, yes. Well, I'll need to cast some spells. Just hold on dear," she said while grabbing
her wand and casting several spells that would tell her the problem, "oh dear, oh dear," she
whispered, "wait just one minute." She quickly ran to Albus as quick as possible.
"Albus, ALBUS!"
"Yes, dear Poppy, what's wrong?"
"Hermione...,"she was now considerably out of breath, "has..."
"Yes, yes...go on.."
"Kidney disease," She splurted out.
"Fixable?"
"No, no magic can fix it."
"Oh dear...Both?"
"Yes, she needs a transplant."
"We have to find a donor."
"Yes, we do. Soon, in fact, her kidneys are already failing. The pain must be excruciating."
"Ah, well, first, test relatives.."
"There are none."
"Oh, my, I forgot."
"Then who?"
"Hogwarts students, fifth, sixth, and seventh years."
"I can do a quick check now, hold on." And she ran off to her room again.
'No, no one, no fourth years, not even third.'
"Poppy," the voice made her jump.
"Oh, yes, dear?"
"Poppy, what's wrong with me? Is it fixable? Poppy?"
"Hermione, you have a disease of the kidneys, you need a transplant. At the moment, I'm
trying to find a donor. No one in your in your year has the same blood type or anyone below."
"Oh, gods, I'm going to die, aren't I?"
"No, not yet. Don't even think that, Hermione," Albus said walking over to comfort her.
"Yes, I am," she said as she started to sob.
"What about the staff, Poppy? Any matches there?"
"We've never tested the staff, but it will be quite simple. We just need all of them, and I can
perform the spell. I already know that you, Sybill, Professor Sprout, Flitwick, Hagrid, Lupin
and I are not matches. We just need McGonagal, Snape, Hooch, Vector, ah, the two new
teachers of Ruins and Muggle Studies..and that's it."
"Ah, well, I'll be off to find them, I'll bring them here," He said whilst Hermione was still in
tears. He quickly flooed to Professor Vector, Madam Hooch, and Professor McGonagal who
were all in the Staff Chambers.
"Ah, yes, good, most of you are here. If you please go to the Hospital wing.."
"Is it about Hermione?" Minerva said with tears.
"Sadly, yes. She needs a kidney transplant. I am trying to see if any of you match."
"The students?"
"Sadly, none."
"Yes, of course, we will all go, right?" A chorus of yes was heard.
Quickly, Dumbledore went to Severus' lab.
"Severus, Severus, where are you?"
"Here, Professor, and for what do I owe this interruption of my sleep?"
"Well," he said trying to think of the best way to tell him, "Hermione Granger has a kidney
disease and Poppy is trying to find a match. We are asking the teachers to see if they are a
match, and from then-"
"No."
"But, Severus, she was a student, she's an employee, a good one at that, and she needs this."
"But she'd be horrified that she has part of me in her. Besides, she doesn't even know that I'm
her boss, yet.."
"She does. She found out today. She is quite bright you know. Someone must of said Sev and
she figured out Sevsna from that."
"Heath probably fell in love with her brain and spilled all information."
"Or, she figured it out."
"I pick the former."
"Ah, will you do this, Severus?"
"I've already said no."
"But what if you are a match?"
"With my luck I would be," He added vigorous amounts of sarcasm.
"With your luck, you would save a young, brilliant, humorous, beautiful employee."
"Ahhh....I don't care how many adjective you can find to describe her. No. That's finally."
He had one last idea, "Please, Severus?" He gave him the puppy dog eyes.
"Albus..."
(Who would've thought that Severus was a sucker for puppy dog eyes....?)
"Ah, DAMN YOU, Albus. I'll test. But if I am a match, I do not want her to thank me in
anyway. Understand? No way whatsoever."
"I understand. Now, go."
He growled one last time, and flooed away with Albus. When he got there, he was greeted by
tears and a saddened face. Of course, Albus knew Severus was a match, he had changed his
blood right before he flooed to match Ms. Granger's, he thought it might help their "relation",
of course, he wasn't going to tell anyone, and he certainly wasn't going to get the other two
teachers, when Severus was a match.
"Severus, please stand still, with your arms straight out."
"Yes, Poppy."
She preformed the test and started to make sure everything was the way it looked.
"Hermione, we have a match." She turned around hoping it would McGonagal or even Madam
Hooch.
"Professor Snape?" Her voice was shaky, like she was going to cry again. And that she did.
"Now, child, really, it isn't that bad. He's offered to pretty much keep you alive. I bet he would
give both of his kidneys to keep a student alive," Hermione looked to see his reaction. What
she caught was amazing. To help the situation, he nodded to what Poppy said, hoping to get it
over with, quickly.
"Really?"
"Yes, Ms. Granger." He answered angrily. This was really taking up his time.
"But you are mea....my boss. I couldn't."
"And how did you find this out?" He just wanted to know...just to prove Albus wrong.
"Well, I figured part of it out, but Heath reassured me."
'Dammit,' Snape thought, 'We were both right.'
"Ah, well, you always were smart, Ms. Granger. That's why I recruited you."
"You recruited me? You asked Minerva to ask me! Like going behind my back. Like you
couldn't ask me yourself."
"Well, if I would've, would you have taken the job?"
"I would've considered it, but probably not," she said finally speaking the truth to herself, and
those in the room.
"Exactly why I did it. Now, will you just take my kidney and let me get back to work."
"I'm sorry, Severus, but you aren't going to be able to work for a week. You will both need to
recover."
"Fine, just, just get on with it."
"You are going to have to go to St. Mungo's. Would you like a room together for after the
operation?"
"His choice."
"Her choice." He replied at the exact same time.
"I'll take that as a yes," Albus replied, "The surgery will be tomorrow. I'll find out the time in
an hour or so. If you would like, I can get you a room."
"No, thank you, I'd rather go home, if you wouldn't mind."
"No, Hermione, you need to stay at Hogwarts so we can keep an eye on you."
"Actually, you can stay in my other private room, Ms. Granger. I believe Albus has already fed
Crookshanks and brought you some clothes and put them in the room." Severus was being
quite nice, considering his next week was going to be with his know-it-all ex-student.
"Oh, thank you both. But I don't believe I can make it down there. I'm in a lot of pain."
"Ugghhhhhh. Could we put you on a stretcher?" He just really wanted to go back to his private
room quite quick.
"No. It will make me feel like I'm ill-capable, which I already am, but worse."
"Severus, what if you carried her?"
"Albus..." He gave his warning tone.
"No, really, I don't want to make him..." She trailed off, because Snape had just picked her up
in his arms off the bed and was carrying her down to the dungeons.
A.N.- Does anyone think Snape is too...caring????
1-I know this pain quite well. Don't doubt me on it. Its hurts like a b!tch...I haven't been
exercising my abs, and well, I've been doing 90 crunches a day and I can barely roll over at
night.