I haven't gotten to the romance part yet. I think its aiming toward angst
anyway.
~*~
When Severus awoke, he was in a large, soft, warm bed. The smell of nutmeg and cinnamon filled the air. That was what woke him. And his incredible pains of hunger. He tried to sit up but was too weak. Instead he surveyed his surroundings. The room was dark. Bookshelves stood in the shadows. He viewed the windows. It was storming. Rain fell down the windowsill. He felt oddly comfortable even though he was in an unfamiliar setting. He looked down and noticed that he wasn't wearing a shirt he desperately hoped he wasn't naked, but he could feel the fabric of pajama pants covering his legs. He was filled with relief. He turned his head upward to the ceiling; it was painted with stars and planets. It was beautiful. A work of art.
There was a knock on the door. The woman from before entered. She was wearing a blue cotton dress. Her feet were bare and her hair was held up with a piece of ribbon. "I'm glad you're awake." She said quietly. "You were asleep for two days." She sat down on the bed beside Severus. "Are you feeling well?"
"Who are you?" He asked.
"My name is Gwynevere." She answered. "I'm a member of the Order of the Phoenix. Albus Dumbledore sensed you were in danger. So he sent me to care for you."
"I don't need a babysitter." He said coldly.
"But you need medical attention."
"Then take me to a hospital, or Hogwarts, anything."
She stayed silent for a moment. "I'm afraid it's not safe anymore. We don't know how far Voldemort's power reaches. We can't risk losing anyone." She felt his forehead. "You have a fever. Wait here and I'll bring you food." She left as quietly as she came in, and returned a moment later with a tray of soup, bread, and hot tea. "Be careful. It's still hot." She said as she left him to eat his meal.
Was she really with the Order? Snape had never heard Dumbledore mention a girl named Gwynevere before. But Albus never spoke of the Order unless it was very important. The food filled him up and luckily did not contain poison. When he finished he set the tray on a stand next to the bed. He starred up at the ceiling some more.
When Gwynevere returned she brought a vial full of medicine and explained to Severus how Hogwarts had been closed. Voldemort showed up there and killed at least ten muggle-borns. The Order had created a secret society to protect muggles and that they needed as many wizards as was possible to find. "A war is about to breakout. We need all the help we can get." She said.
"I'll help wherever I'm needed." Said Severus. "But I'm afraid that I'm too weak to do anything right now."
"That's why you're with me." She said. "I've been trained as a doctor so you're in good hands. A few days' rest and you'll be on your feet ready to fight for good."
"You killed Lucius Malfoy?" He asked.
"I did what I had to do to get you. Now go back to sleep. I'll be back in a few hours to give you your medicine."
~*~
When Severus awoke, he was in a large, soft, warm bed. The smell of nutmeg and cinnamon filled the air. That was what woke him. And his incredible pains of hunger. He tried to sit up but was too weak. Instead he surveyed his surroundings. The room was dark. Bookshelves stood in the shadows. He viewed the windows. It was storming. Rain fell down the windowsill. He felt oddly comfortable even though he was in an unfamiliar setting. He looked down and noticed that he wasn't wearing a shirt he desperately hoped he wasn't naked, but he could feel the fabric of pajama pants covering his legs. He was filled with relief. He turned his head upward to the ceiling; it was painted with stars and planets. It was beautiful. A work of art.
There was a knock on the door. The woman from before entered. She was wearing a blue cotton dress. Her feet were bare and her hair was held up with a piece of ribbon. "I'm glad you're awake." She said quietly. "You were asleep for two days." She sat down on the bed beside Severus. "Are you feeling well?"
"Who are you?" He asked.
"My name is Gwynevere." She answered. "I'm a member of the Order of the Phoenix. Albus Dumbledore sensed you were in danger. So he sent me to care for you."
"I don't need a babysitter." He said coldly.
"But you need medical attention."
"Then take me to a hospital, or Hogwarts, anything."
She stayed silent for a moment. "I'm afraid it's not safe anymore. We don't know how far Voldemort's power reaches. We can't risk losing anyone." She felt his forehead. "You have a fever. Wait here and I'll bring you food." She left as quietly as she came in, and returned a moment later with a tray of soup, bread, and hot tea. "Be careful. It's still hot." She said as she left him to eat his meal.
Was she really with the Order? Snape had never heard Dumbledore mention a girl named Gwynevere before. But Albus never spoke of the Order unless it was very important. The food filled him up and luckily did not contain poison. When he finished he set the tray on a stand next to the bed. He starred up at the ceiling some more.
When Gwynevere returned she brought a vial full of medicine and explained to Severus how Hogwarts had been closed. Voldemort showed up there and killed at least ten muggle-borns. The Order had created a secret society to protect muggles and that they needed as many wizards as was possible to find. "A war is about to breakout. We need all the help we can get." She said.
"I'll help wherever I'm needed." Said Severus. "But I'm afraid that I'm too weak to do anything right now."
"That's why you're with me." She said. "I've been trained as a doctor so you're in good hands. A few days' rest and you'll be on your feet ready to fight for good."
"You killed Lucius Malfoy?" He asked.
"I did what I had to do to get you. Now go back to sleep. I'll be back in a few hours to give you your medicine."
