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Back in Black

Chapter 3

(Dumbledore's Office)

"But headmaster, what was she thinking? What could have possessed someone with as much logic as she to believe that killing herself would solve all of her problems?" Snape was still in quite a foul mood.

"As you may recall, Severus, you once believed the same." Dumbledore looked over the top of his glasses at his young friend.

"How do you. . .?" Snape said with rather less composure that he usually carried about himself.

"I know." Dumbledore said firmly. "My advise to you Severus, is to think about what your reasons for thinking about it wer, and thinking how those reasons might also apply to her. Also, next time you two meet, be kind," Snape glowered at this, "the girl may not be able to handle all of your sarcasm in her current emotional state."

"Very well headmaster." And Snape strode off towards the dungeons.
(20 Minutes later)

"You wanted to see me, Headmaster?" asked a dull feminin voice.

'Yes Hermione," Dumbledore smiled kindly, "as I have already told you, I am not allowing you to leave the castle in your condition. So I wanted to ask you. . . how would you like to work as a teacher's aid? I'm sure someone with your mental capacity would go insane with nothing to do for the ramainder of your stay here." Hermione looked up. Her facial fetures looked as though she were on hard drugs. 'And that could be quite a long time.' Dumbledore thought to himself.

"Okay, sure, whatever. . ." Hermione drawled out.

"Excelent!" Dumbledore exclaimed. "We shall get you to work immediately! First things first, I'm sure that you'd like to leave the hospital wing, so lets assign you some quarters." And he showed her on a map where her living spaces were. They (Dumbledore mostly) sat and made small talk for the better part of an hour before Dumbledore remembered a meeting with Professor Sprout that would begin soon.

As she was on her way out the door, Hermione thought to ask, "Headmaster, which Professors will I be assisting?"

"Oh you will be assisiting McGonagal my dear. . ." Hermione gave a small inner smile, ". . .and Snape." Her jaw almost hit the floor.

'Oh. . .Dear. . . God. . .'