Hermione woke rather later than usual on Friday. Luckily she didn't have
any classes to teach that day, so she quickly headed down a few flights to
see if Severus had finished teaching.
He had just finished with the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs and was tidying up the rather messy lesson.
"Bad Day?" Asked Hermione and flicked her wand at a spill.
"Do you need to ask?" Snape replied rather rudely. He also waves his wand and some more messes disappeared. After they finished cleaning up, Severus sat her down and made her some tea.
"Today is November 30th, Hermione. The day of preperation," He looked her way and pursed his thin lips as he sipped his green tea. "Are you going to tell me about The Sword of Slytherin?" Hermione put down her barely drinken tea, drew a large breath and told Severus everything.
Snape was rubbing the back of his neck after hearing the tale. Hermione also didn't have much to say.
"I do remember telling you kids back in your...seventh year? Yes, seventh year about The Grindelwald's Power Potion. I only thought it was a myth...a legend."
Hermione looked up at him with her ocean eyes.
"Do you think everything is going to be all right?" She asked, a tear creeping into her eye. Snape sighed and ran his fingers through his ebony hair.
"I'm not sure, Hermione." He looked at her to see she had her face buried in her hands. Severus had never seen Hermione cry in front of him before, so at first he didn't know what to do.
"Here," He handed her a silk, scarlet hankerchief and she took it with a trembling hand. He rubbed her shoulder. "I do hope it's going to be alright." Hermione got up and wrapped her arms around his neck and sobbed onto his shoulder. Snape was flabbergasted, so he patted her shoulder, then found himself giving back the embrace. They both backed up and rubbed away the tears.
"Sorry, Professor," Hermione apologized and gave him back the hanky and wiped her eyes.
"It's okay, Miss Granger. I think I needed that just as much as you did." He smiled warmly at her and Hermione returned it.
* * * *
Later that day, Draco was allowed out of the Hospital Wing by Madame Pomfrey's permission. The Heads of Houses began shooing the students into the Great Hall for what might be Hogwart's Last Announcement.
Dumbledore stood up, looking much more grave then usual.
"This may be the last day Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry might ever see. The train back home is waiting back in Hogsmeade and our grounds keeper will take you there. The professors and myself must stay here and try to make sure..." Dumbledore couldn't finish his sentence, so instead he waved his hand as a motion for the students to go.
And they did.
Midnight was approaching swifty. The Death Eaters said they'd come on December 1st, and many knew they would come exactly on time. Dumbledore led the professors up to his office to supply them with weapons and armor.
Snape strapped on some coal black armor which made him look like a courageous knight. Hermione wore silver with a crimson cloak sweeping behind her. Draco wore gold with an emerald robe.
But the most of them all, Albus Dumbledore wore no protection, but took a staff from a locked cabinet and summoned Fawkes The Pheonix to him.
Just when they were about to leave, Albus stood at the door to his office and looked back and forth between the two gryffin statues.
Now the rest of the professors were part way down the corridor then noticed the Headmaster behind them.
"Headmaster?" Snape called but Dumbledore did not stir. He lifted up his frail arms and the teachers ran over and stood behind them to see what was going on. Albus didn't move, but there was no longer a twinkle in his eye, but a passionate fire that burned courage. He swung around his staff and finally spoke this incantation...
"Ivictus, Abramore Grifficus Suplantric!" Those powerful words echoed off the stone walls, but nothing happened.
"Headmaster..." Snape began but he went silent when he saw a blue light surround the stone Gryffins. Suddenly, a alive, and beautiful Gryffin's head erupted from one of the stone statues and screamed. The other began to dig it's way through the stone. The teachers jumped back and witnessed the sight.
It didn't take long for the Gryffins to break through. One of them was a forest brown with gleaming gold eyes, the other was a midnight black with emereld orbs. Each held a sword. One jeweled of sapphires, the other of zephers.
The Sword of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff.
They were ready.
A/N: GAH!!!! EXPECT CHAPTER 10 VERY SOON!!!!
He had just finished with the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs and was tidying up the rather messy lesson.
"Bad Day?" Asked Hermione and flicked her wand at a spill.
"Do you need to ask?" Snape replied rather rudely. He also waves his wand and some more messes disappeared. After they finished cleaning up, Severus sat her down and made her some tea.
"Today is November 30th, Hermione. The day of preperation," He looked her way and pursed his thin lips as he sipped his green tea. "Are you going to tell me about The Sword of Slytherin?" Hermione put down her barely drinken tea, drew a large breath and told Severus everything.
Snape was rubbing the back of his neck after hearing the tale. Hermione also didn't have much to say.
"I do remember telling you kids back in your...seventh year? Yes, seventh year about The Grindelwald's Power Potion. I only thought it was a myth...a legend."
Hermione looked up at him with her ocean eyes.
"Do you think everything is going to be all right?" She asked, a tear creeping into her eye. Snape sighed and ran his fingers through his ebony hair.
"I'm not sure, Hermione." He looked at her to see she had her face buried in her hands. Severus had never seen Hermione cry in front of him before, so at first he didn't know what to do.
"Here," He handed her a silk, scarlet hankerchief and she took it with a trembling hand. He rubbed her shoulder. "I do hope it's going to be alright." Hermione got up and wrapped her arms around his neck and sobbed onto his shoulder. Snape was flabbergasted, so he patted her shoulder, then found himself giving back the embrace. They both backed up and rubbed away the tears.
"Sorry, Professor," Hermione apologized and gave him back the hanky and wiped her eyes.
"It's okay, Miss Granger. I think I needed that just as much as you did." He smiled warmly at her and Hermione returned it.
* * * *
Later that day, Draco was allowed out of the Hospital Wing by Madame Pomfrey's permission. The Heads of Houses began shooing the students into the Great Hall for what might be Hogwart's Last Announcement.
Dumbledore stood up, looking much more grave then usual.
"This may be the last day Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry might ever see. The train back home is waiting back in Hogsmeade and our grounds keeper will take you there. The professors and myself must stay here and try to make sure..." Dumbledore couldn't finish his sentence, so instead he waved his hand as a motion for the students to go.
And they did.
Midnight was approaching swifty. The Death Eaters said they'd come on December 1st, and many knew they would come exactly on time. Dumbledore led the professors up to his office to supply them with weapons and armor.
Snape strapped on some coal black armor which made him look like a courageous knight. Hermione wore silver with a crimson cloak sweeping behind her. Draco wore gold with an emerald robe.
But the most of them all, Albus Dumbledore wore no protection, but took a staff from a locked cabinet and summoned Fawkes The Pheonix to him.
Just when they were about to leave, Albus stood at the door to his office and looked back and forth between the two gryffin statues.
Now the rest of the professors were part way down the corridor then noticed the Headmaster behind them.
"Headmaster?" Snape called but Dumbledore did not stir. He lifted up his frail arms and the teachers ran over and stood behind them to see what was going on. Albus didn't move, but there was no longer a twinkle in his eye, but a passionate fire that burned courage. He swung around his staff and finally spoke this incantation...
"Ivictus, Abramore Grifficus Suplantric!" Those powerful words echoed off the stone walls, but nothing happened.
"Headmaster..." Snape began but he went silent when he saw a blue light surround the stone Gryffins. Suddenly, a alive, and beautiful Gryffin's head erupted from one of the stone statues and screamed. The other began to dig it's way through the stone. The teachers jumped back and witnessed the sight.
It didn't take long for the Gryffins to break through. One of them was a forest brown with gleaming gold eyes, the other was a midnight black with emereld orbs. Each held a sword. One jeweled of sapphires, the other of zephers.
The Sword of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff.
They were ready.
A/N: GAH!!!! EXPECT CHAPTER 10 VERY SOON!!!!