Chapter Fourteen
Disclaimer on opening note
Ruby looked at Snape, thinking it strange that he had stayed. He tried to help me in my dream she thought to herself. She lightly touched his hand that was resting on the bed. He instantly woke up. He looked at Ruby who quickly took her hand off of his.
"When did you wake up," he asked.
"A minute ago," she answered. She still felt a little sleepy.
"Are you ok?"
"Thanks to you," she answered with a weak smile.
"What do you mean?" There was no hint of contempt or unkindness in his voice. Something Ruby was not used to.
"You did yell to me, didn't you? While Tom, I mean while I was dreaming," she quickly corrected.
"The dark lord was in your dream?"
"Is that bad?" He was surprised at her calm reaction to this.
"Not necessarily, if it's only a dream," he said very seriously.
"Does anyone else have this problem? I mean with dreams like that and they mean nothing?"
He thought before he answered, "Yes, but you have better instincts then most. I would be extremely careful, Miss Kennedy," he warned. "If you should have any more dreams you need to tell me immediately."
She was surprised. He actually wanted her to come to him for help? She thought she might have still been dreaming. "Ok," she finally answered as she pinched herself. Nope not a dream. He nodded in reply.
Ruby's eyes got really heavy, but she had just gotten up.
"Go back to sleep, Miss Kennedy," Snape said.
"But I've just gotten up, and slept so long."
"It looked more like you were fighting then sleeping from out here." He saw a slightly anxious look on her face. "I will stay," he stated. This made Ruby feel much better. "Now, go back to sleep."
* * * Snape watched as Ruby drifted back into her slumber. He situated himself in his chair and fell into deep thought.
What could the Dark Lord want with her? She wasn't cut out to be a deatheater, not by the standards. No, not a deatheater. The Dark Lord must see something more. Bait, perhaps? For what, Potter? He'd be better off using Granger or Weasley for that.
Snape was very uncomfortable with all the dreams Ruby was having. But they seemed to have stopped with the fever. Maybe it was just a side affect. Maybe he was overreacting. But something told him, as he watched her sleeping, that there was more to Ruby then he had ever expected.
*Very short chapter, I know. I just wanted a quick, what happened the next day scene.
Ruby looked at Snape, thinking it strange that he had stayed. He tried to help me in my dream she thought to herself. She lightly touched his hand that was resting on the bed. He instantly woke up. He looked at Ruby who quickly took her hand off of his.
"When did you wake up," he asked.
"A minute ago," she answered. She still felt a little sleepy.
"Are you ok?"
"Thanks to you," she answered with a weak smile.
"What do you mean?" There was no hint of contempt or unkindness in his voice. Something Ruby was not used to.
"You did yell to me, didn't you? While Tom, I mean while I was dreaming," she quickly corrected.
"The dark lord was in your dream?"
"Is that bad?" He was surprised at her calm reaction to this.
"Not necessarily, if it's only a dream," he said very seriously.
"Does anyone else have this problem? I mean with dreams like that and they mean nothing?"
He thought before he answered, "Yes, but you have better instincts then most. I would be extremely careful, Miss Kennedy," he warned. "If you should have any more dreams you need to tell me immediately."
She was surprised. He actually wanted her to come to him for help? She thought she might have still been dreaming. "Ok," she finally answered as she pinched herself. Nope not a dream. He nodded in reply.
Ruby's eyes got really heavy, but she had just gotten up.
"Go back to sleep, Miss Kennedy," Snape said.
"But I've just gotten up, and slept so long."
"It looked more like you were fighting then sleeping from out here." He saw a slightly anxious look on her face. "I will stay," he stated. This made Ruby feel much better. "Now, go back to sleep."
* * * Snape watched as Ruby drifted back into her slumber. He situated himself in his chair and fell into deep thought.
What could the Dark Lord want with her? She wasn't cut out to be a deatheater, not by the standards. No, not a deatheater. The Dark Lord must see something more. Bait, perhaps? For what, Potter? He'd be better off using Granger or Weasley for that.
Snape was very uncomfortable with all the dreams Ruby was having. But they seemed to have stopped with the fever. Maybe it was just a side affect. Maybe he was overreacting. But something told him, as he watched her sleeping, that there was more to Ruby then he had ever expected.
*Very short chapter, I know. I just wanted a quick, what happened the next day scene.
