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After breakfast, Harry, Ron, and Hermione went back to the Gryffindor common room to get ready for their classes. While Ron was taking a bath, Harry and Hermione discussed what happened the night before.
"What time did you two get back last night?"
"I think it was about 2:30."
"So, then what happened?" Hermione asked anxiously awaiting an answer.
"Well, Snape was asleep in his office when we got there. We waited for him to wake up to follow him to his dormitory, but when he woke up he was talking to himself or to an imaginary person. Then he went back to sleep," explained Harry.
Harry told Hermione what Snape had said and asked her what she thought about it. Did she think it was the Dark Lord, and what she got out of the whole tornado thing? Hermione didn't know what to think. She agreed with Harry and Ron though that it was in fact the Dark Lord Snape was dreaming about. Although; she couldn't make heads or tails out of the tornado comment.
Classes were going by fast. They usually do on Wednesdays anyways. The last class they have everyday is Potions. They had chose to have it last, that way they had the rest of the day to recuperate. It wasn't so bad to go anymore though. Not since Snape has been having his dreams.
It was time again for Potions class, but Snape hadn't arrived yet. He wound up being ten minutes late.
"Sorry that I am late," Snape began, "I had a meeting with Dumbledore that went over." He looked over at Harry and told him to pass out the day's potion list. "You will stay until you finish the potions. You will not leave at your regular time today. Since I was late, the class has to make up the time."
The whole class had moaned when he said this, including Malfoy who was getting irritated. As the class began to work on their potions, Snape went to sit at his desk to watch. Only, he didn't watch. He thought about the meeting he had with Dumbledore. He had told Dumbledore about the dream he had the previous night. He had told him about her again, all the things she said to him, and he also told him about the tornado. Dumbledore too, couldn't figure out what the tornado meant. Snape didn't know what to do. His dreams were coming more frequently now, and each time they were more real than the previous one. He was having meetings with Dumbledore to talk about his dreams, both of them trying to come up with a solution as how to get them to stop. Dumbledore had told him on their first meeting that the only way the dreams would stop is to let them play themselves out. Snape didn't think it was possible. Time was passing him by and he was missing everything because he was too busy dreaming about her. He hadn't been to the great hall for dinner since the following Thursday. It's been almost a week with no break from her. She was relentless.
"Professor Snape Sir?" asked Harry.
"Yes, what is it Potter?"
"Sir, it is already twenty minutes past the time. We were wondering if we could go now."
Had class already gone by that fast. He was losing track of time. "If you have completed your potions you may leave." Everyone was already finished and he knew that. They had stayed ten minutes longer than what they were supposed to have. He was surprised that they didn't leave sooner. He would have to have another meeting with Dumbledore. Just as he was getting ready to go see Dumbledore again, Dumbledore appeared in the doorway.
"Lose track of time again Severus?" Dumbledore asked with a smile on his face.
"Yes Headmaster. I'm sorry. It will not happen again."
"Don't worry Severus. I am not mad at you. I thought about our meetings and your stories. What I think would help you right now is to start getting back in the habit of doing everyday things."
"I thought that you said I should let the dreams play themselves out?"
"Indeed I did, but now I think it would be better if you didn't. I think that the more you dream about her, the more she consumes your thoughts and the stronger her hold on you becomes."
"I see your point Headmaster."
"So then will you be joining us at dinner tonight?"
"I will try to make it there."
"Good! I hope to see you there, Severus. Back to your old self again." Dumbledore had left.
Snape headed back to his office. He wanted to get a little work done for tomorrow before he headed down to dinner. Once there he sat down at his desk and set himself to work. After a few minutes his head started to get heavy. He knew he was falling asleep. He decided to go ahead and head down to dinner before he passed out. He got up to leave and he could hear her voice in the back of his head, that voice, saying 'Where are you going? You can't leave me. I need you.' She needed him. He couldn't let her down. He couldn't leave her, not when she needed him, and with that he sat back down and fell asleep.
Everyone noticed Snape's absence at dinner that night again. Dumbledore had a frown on his face. He thought that he would see Snape at dinner following the meeting they had earlier. He was beginning to become very worried about Professor Snape. He didn't know what was going to happen but he sensed that if something was going to happen it would be soon. Very soon.
After breakfast, Harry, Ron, and Hermione went back to the Gryffindor common room to get ready for their classes. While Ron was taking a bath, Harry and Hermione discussed what happened the night before.
"What time did you two get back last night?"
"I think it was about 2:30."
"So, then what happened?" Hermione asked anxiously awaiting an answer.
"Well, Snape was asleep in his office when we got there. We waited for him to wake up to follow him to his dormitory, but when he woke up he was talking to himself or to an imaginary person. Then he went back to sleep," explained Harry.
Harry told Hermione what Snape had said and asked her what she thought about it. Did she think it was the Dark Lord, and what she got out of the whole tornado thing? Hermione didn't know what to think. She agreed with Harry and Ron though that it was in fact the Dark Lord Snape was dreaming about. Although; she couldn't make heads or tails out of the tornado comment.
Classes were going by fast. They usually do on Wednesdays anyways. The last class they have everyday is Potions. They had chose to have it last, that way they had the rest of the day to recuperate. It wasn't so bad to go anymore though. Not since Snape has been having his dreams.
It was time again for Potions class, but Snape hadn't arrived yet. He wound up being ten minutes late.
"Sorry that I am late," Snape began, "I had a meeting with Dumbledore that went over." He looked over at Harry and told him to pass out the day's potion list. "You will stay until you finish the potions. You will not leave at your regular time today. Since I was late, the class has to make up the time."
The whole class had moaned when he said this, including Malfoy who was getting irritated. As the class began to work on their potions, Snape went to sit at his desk to watch. Only, he didn't watch. He thought about the meeting he had with Dumbledore. He had told Dumbledore about the dream he had the previous night. He had told him about her again, all the things she said to him, and he also told him about the tornado. Dumbledore too, couldn't figure out what the tornado meant. Snape didn't know what to do. His dreams were coming more frequently now, and each time they were more real than the previous one. He was having meetings with Dumbledore to talk about his dreams, both of them trying to come up with a solution as how to get them to stop. Dumbledore had told him on their first meeting that the only way the dreams would stop is to let them play themselves out. Snape didn't think it was possible. Time was passing him by and he was missing everything because he was too busy dreaming about her. He hadn't been to the great hall for dinner since the following Thursday. It's been almost a week with no break from her. She was relentless.
"Professor Snape Sir?" asked Harry.
"Yes, what is it Potter?"
"Sir, it is already twenty minutes past the time. We were wondering if we could go now."
Had class already gone by that fast. He was losing track of time. "If you have completed your potions you may leave." Everyone was already finished and he knew that. They had stayed ten minutes longer than what they were supposed to have. He was surprised that they didn't leave sooner. He would have to have another meeting with Dumbledore. Just as he was getting ready to go see Dumbledore again, Dumbledore appeared in the doorway.
"Lose track of time again Severus?" Dumbledore asked with a smile on his face.
"Yes Headmaster. I'm sorry. It will not happen again."
"Don't worry Severus. I am not mad at you. I thought about our meetings and your stories. What I think would help you right now is to start getting back in the habit of doing everyday things."
"I thought that you said I should let the dreams play themselves out?"
"Indeed I did, but now I think it would be better if you didn't. I think that the more you dream about her, the more she consumes your thoughts and the stronger her hold on you becomes."
"I see your point Headmaster."
"So then will you be joining us at dinner tonight?"
"I will try to make it there."
"Good! I hope to see you there, Severus. Back to your old self again." Dumbledore had left.
Snape headed back to his office. He wanted to get a little work done for tomorrow before he headed down to dinner. Once there he sat down at his desk and set himself to work. After a few minutes his head started to get heavy. He knew he was falling asleep. He decided to go ahead and head down to dinner before he passed out. He got up to leave and he could hear her voice in the back of his head, that voice, saying 'Where are you going? You can't leave me. I need you.' She needed him. He couldn't let her down. He couldn't leave her, not when she needed him, and with that he sat back down and fell asleep.
Everyone noticed Snape's absence at dinner that night again. Dumbledore had a frown on his face. He thought that he would see Snape at dinner following the meeting they had earlier. He was beginning to become very worried about Professor Snape. He didn't know what was going to happen but he sensed that if something was going to happen it would be soon. Very soon.