The Prophecy of the Phoenix- chapter Twelve
(Riddle House)
The man walks in slowly and with caution, not wanting to anger his master before he can tell him the news. "Well speak or are you going to stand there all night and cower" Voldemort sneered turning to face his loyal death eater. "No my lord, I have the information you wanted." He said. "Well is it the girl then has it be gone?" Voldemort said shaken. "Yes my lord the girl, is the one she is the headmasters granddaughter, my lord. He said making sure to keep his distance. "Do they suspect you?" Voldemort said turning back to the fire place. "No my lord the fools don't even realize there in danger from with in." he said with an evil sneer. "Kill the girl, if she lives past Christmas and the merging is completed, I will show you the meaning of pain." Voldemort said walking from the room.
(Back at Hogwarts)
Walking to the dungeons, for her first training class with Severus, Hermione wonders how this will all end. Is it fair to love him, when in the end she will most likely die, everything is so foggy and uncertain. Arriving at the classroom she gentle knocks waiting for him to tell her to enter. "Come in Hermione." She heard him call from the other side of the door. Entering the room makes her remember all the years passed when she had walked in this room with no cares. If only that were still true, if only she had more time to learn, to live, to love, the harsh reality of what was before her is staggering. Walking to the front of the class room she watches the man who is her teacher, who will become her lover if she survives and who is her soul.
Sitting at his desk finishing with 4 year essay papers Severus can feel her mixed emotions, surprisingly fear is not one of them god knows he feels enough for the both of them. Standing up he moves around to the other side of his desk speaking with his mind he tells her what she needs to do. "Hermione try to pick up the chair with your mind." She can feel his voice in her mind like a caress; it's not loud and intrusive like her friends. Turning to look at the chair he had asked her to pick up she try's to will it to lift off the floor but it doesn't move but an inch and falls back down. Sheer white pain shots thru her mind. "Block it out unless you move pass the pain it will be your downfall." He says to her. Turning back to look at him ,she feels his power, and at that moment realizes that as powerful as he is unless she learns to do as he says he will die before her eyes. Rage begins to boil with in her, rage for all that they have lost, for all they will lose, rage for it all being laid at her feet. "I can't do this alone, I'm not strong enough I'm not ready I'm still a child." She cries as she falls down to her knees, tears streaming down her face. Severus moves in front of her, kneels down lifts her face with his finger and sneers. "Well child it is you, no matter how you feel, how I feel, your blasted friends, and that meddling grandfathers of yours feels. You are the chosen one, the child of light; do you think I or any of us want it to be this way? Do you? I would give anything for it to be any other but its not, its you and as much as I love you I have to let you go, but know this you don't go alone. You take a part of us all with you, Potter, Weasley, Albus, Malfoy, Poppy all of us, every person who loves you; you take our hearts with you. Some of us will be able to survive it but others of us will die with you. You're not doing this alone and you stop being a child a very long time ago when you chose to help Potter save the world from Voldemort." Pulling away from her he stands and strides with his robes billowing behind him out of the dungeons. Reaching the doorway he hears the chair smash against the wall not far from wear his head was. Turning back to the classroom, Hermione is still were he has left her on the floor. Smiling he continues to Albus office.
(Riddle House)
The man walks in slowly and with caution, not wanting to anger his master before he can tell him the news. "Well speak or are you going to stand there all night and cower" Voldemort sneered turning to face his loyal death eater. "No my lord, I have the information you wanted." He said. "Well is it the girl then has it be gone?" Voldemort said shaken. "Yes my lord the girl, is the one she is the headmasters granddaughter, my lord. He said making sure to keep his distance. "Do they suspect you?" Voldemort said turning back to the fire place. "No my lord the fools don't even realize there in danger from with in." he said with an evil sneer. "Kill the girl, if she lives past Christmas and the merging is completed, I will show you the meaning of pain." Voldemort said walking from the room.
(Back at Hogwarts)
Walking to the dungeons, for her first training class with Severus, Hermione wonders how this will all end. Is it fair to love him, when in the end she will most likely die, everything is so foggy and uncertain. Arriving at the classroom she gentle knocks waiting for him to tell her to enter. "Come in Hermione." She heard him call from the other side of the door. Entering the room makes her remember all the years passed when she had walked in this room with no cares. If only that were still true, if only she had more time to learn, to live, to love, the harsh reality of what was before her is staggering. Walking to the front of the class room she watches the man who is her teacher, who will become her lover if she survives and who is her soul.
Sitting at his desk finishing with 4 year essay papers Severus can feel her mixed emotions, surprisingly fear is not one of them god knows he feels enough for the both of them. Standing up he moves around to the other side of his desk speaking with his mind he tells her what she needs to do. "Hermione try to pick up the chair with your mind." She can feel his voice in her mind like a caress; it's not loud and intrusive like her friends. Turning to look at the chair he had asked her to pick up she try's to will it to lift off the floor but it doesn't move but an inch and falls back down. Sheer white pain shots thru her mind. "Block it out unless you move pass the pain it will be your downfall." He says to her. Turning back to look at him ,she feels his power, and at that moment realizes that as powerful as he is unless she learns to do as he says he will die before her eyes. Rage begins to boil with in her, rage for all that they have lost, for all they will lose, rage for it all being laid at her feet. "I can't do this alone, I'm not strong enough I'm not ready I'm still a child." She cries as she falls down to her knees, tears streaming down her face. Severus moves in front of her, kneels down lifts her face with his finger and sneers. "Well child it is you, no matter how you feel, how I feel, your blasted friends, and that meddling grandfathers of yours feels. You are the chosen one, the child of light; do you think I or any of us want it to be this way? Do you? I would give anything for it to be any other but its not, its you and as much as I love you I have to let you go, but know this you don't go alone. You take a part of us all with you, Potter, Weasley, Albus, Malfoy, Poppy all of us, every person who loves you; you take our hearts with you. Some of us will be able to survive it but others of us will die with you. You're not doing this alone and you stop being a child a very long time ago when you chose to help Potter save the world from Voldemort." Pulling away from her he stands and strides with his robes billowing behind him out of the dungeons. Reaching the doorway he hears the chair smash against the wall not far from wear his head was. Turning back to the classroom, Hermione is still were he has left her on the floor. Smiling he continues to Albus office.