Chapter Five
A Talk Between Two Friends
As I sat in the Teacher's Lounge alone, I began to think about the things that had previously happened... again. Ever since Tom had left my room this morning from after sharing the information he had, I could not get to sleep. So the only place I felt like going to was the Teacher's Lounge to think it off.
"Harry, what's wrong?"
I looked up to find Hermione entering the Teacher's Lounge in her School Robes and it made me wonder to what time it was.
"Harry what's wrong, you look distraught." Hermione asked as she came to sit in the seat next to me.
"Something happened this morning and now I am so confused." I said as I rested my head on my knuckles.
"What happened?" Hermione asked with alot of concern in her voice.
"Tom busted into my bedchamber this morning telling me that the Lord Voldemort was still alive and he was coming to kill me."
"Did you believe him?" Hermione was beginning to remind me of one of those therapist those muggles would go to and the therapist would supposedly help the muggle with their problems.
"No. I mean why should I? Everyone knows that I killed Lord Voldemort here at Hogwarts during my seventh year. I killed him down in the dungeons. I watched as Lord Voldemort's blood fully covered my hands like a liquid blanket." I looked down at my hands. I could still his blood on my fingers for some odd reason.
"That doesn't mean anything. You remember when Voldemort first tried to kill you as a baby but it didn't work. Instead it backfired and you ended up getting the scar. What happened to Lord Voldemort after that? What did he become?"
"He was like a soul without a body. He drifted from body to body so he could continue to live." I responded, automatically.
"So, when you had 'killed' Lord Voldemort in the dungeon, the spell could have backfired and instead of killing him, he could have turned back into the drifting soul he was." Hermione had a point.
"Still, Lord Voldemort is not what is really bothering me. I mean, how many times have I not heard someone come up to me during my schooling at Hogwarts to tell me that Lord Voldemort is coming to kill me." I said as I stood up to fix myself a mug of butter beer.
"Okay. If hearing from your son that Lord Voldemort is coming to kill you is not what is bothering you, then what is?"
"Tom said, right before he left, that if I die then it is a good thing. He said that I deserve it if I am not heeding his warning."
"Okay... why would that bother you?" Hermione asked as she stood up to look me directly in the face.
"It would bother me because Tom might actually be right. I mean, I know Tom took on most of my traits, but the one he got the most of was that he's very serious. Meaning that Tom would not have said what he had said before he left unless he meant everything he said to me this morning." I then gulped down a huge amount of butter beer, somehow hoping that it would take this unknown pain I just started to feel away.
"Then maybe Tom is right, but, we won't know until something happens." I looked away for I knew Hermione was right. To know Tom was telling the truth, I knew that I had to wait and see for myself.
When I looked at Hermione again she was staring down at the floor and she looked real upset.
"Hermione, you looked distraught yourself. What's wrong."
"Something had happened to me this morning, too."
"You and Draco having 'marriage problems' now?" I joked.
"No but I have a feeling that I will soon." I could tell that Hermione wasn't joking along with me. I knew it was my turn to play the therapist to my friend.
"What do mean by that?"
"This morning, around two o'clock, Severus and I had a private chat in the Room of Requirements. He wants to know something that I don't think I should tell him but I know I have to tell him, sooner or later." Hermione was beginning to scare me now but as I looked at her lowered face, things began to gradually piece themselves together.
"Go on. Even though I am beginning to not like the direction this conversation is going, go on."
"Let me start from the beginning. Severus and I had this secret relationship that started a year after we got out of Hogwarts and while we were learning to Aurors," Hermione started.
"So mean that you two started seeing each other since you were about eighteen and he was about thirty-eight. You see, if it had been you was seventeen and he was thirty-seven, I would have called out molest on you two." Harry shivered and then put his attention back on Hermione.
"Well, Severus and I continued to see each other in a private relationship because I knew that if you or Ron had found out, you probably would have killed Severus and I didn't want that to happen because... I... I... I loved Severus." I knew my eyes had opened in shock because I could feel them open wider than they had ever gone before. When she said that she had love Snape, I had to get up and pace the room.
"Go on." That was the only I could say at the moment.
"Well the relationship continued for about four more years and it would have continued for even longer if what had happened the last night we were together didn't happen. I am so thankful Severus doesn't even remember that night because I do. How can I not forget?" I had stopped dead in my tracks from the question she had asked. Hermione's question only indicated that she has something with her that basically forces her to remember what had happen the last night they were together.
"Hermione... what had happened the last night you were with Severus?" Hermione looked up at me with frightened eyes and then I knew to whatever she was about to explain, afterwards, she was going to need some serious strength to get on with the rest of the day.
"Well..." She began to explain what had happened that night Severus and her were together. When she had finished explaining what had happened, if it wasn't for the table I was holding on to, I would have fainted in shock.
"No." Hermione just nodded her head as her response. "That explains alot. I mean that really explains alot. Does Draco know about all this?" I asked. I was beginning to feel sorry for Hermione and the situation she was now placed in.
"Yes. Draco was the first person I saw after that night. I mean, I could not go to Auror's training because I so afraid to look you and Ron in face. Remember the day I came to the office to say that I had to quit, this is all why. I mean besides the fact that I could not look you and Ron in the face, I knew that soon you would have been able to tell what had happened. Now you have to do me a favor."
"What?" I asked. I was now willing to do almost anything to help in the situation Hermione was in now that I understood it better.
"Whatever you do, do not make it known to anyone that you know about what I told you. Draco and I wanted to keep it as a secret from everyone and anyone. Now that Severus wants to know, I know I have to tell him soon. Besides that, I would have burst if I had not told you or Ron. Since you were the closest, sorry it had to be you." Hermione said as she placed her hands over her face and began to cry.
"Hermione, stop crying," I said as I took Hermione's hands away from her face and wiped her tears away. "Look, I will take over your classes for today. You need some rest and you need it now. Don't worry about a thing, I am doing this because you are my bestfriend and bestfriends do this type of stuff for one another."
Hermione wiped away a tear. "Thank you, Harry."
"Anytime Hermione. Anytime."
A Talk Between Two Friends
As I sat in the Teacher's Lounge alone, I began to think about the things that had previously happened... again. Ever since Tom had left my room this morning from after sharing the information he had, I could not get to sleep. So the only place I felt like going to was the Teacher's Lounge to think it off.
"Harry, what's wrong?"
I looked up to find Hermione entering the Teacher's Lounge in her School Robes and it made me wonder to what time it was.
"Harry what's wrong, you look distraught." Hermione asked as she came to sit in the seat next to me.
"Something happened this morning and now I am so confused." I said as I rested my head on my knuckles.
"What happened?" Hermione asked with alot of concern in her voice.
"Tom busted into my bedchamber this morning telling me that the Lord Voldemort was still alive and he was coming to kill me."
"Did you believe him?" Hermione was beginning to remind me of one of those therapist those muggles would go to and the therapist would supposedly help the muggle with their problems.
"No. I mean why should I? Everyone knows that I killed Lord Voldemort here at Hogwarts during my seventh year. I killed him down in the dungeons. I watched as Lord Voldemort's blood fully covered my hands like a liquid blanket." I looked down at my hands. I could still his blood on my fingers for some odd reason.
"That doesn't mean anything. You remember when Voldemort first tried to kill you as a baby but it didn't work. Instead it backfired and you ended up getting the scar. What happened to Lord Voldemort after that? What did he become?"
"He was like a soul without a body. He drifted from body to body so he could continue to live." I responded, automatically.
"So, when you had 'killed' Lord Voldemort in the dungeon, the spell could have backfired and instead of killing him, he could have turned back into the drifting soul he was." Hermione had a point.
"Still, Lord Voldemort is not what is really bothering me. I mean, how many times have I not heard someone come up to me during my schooling at Hogwarts to tell me that Lord Voldemort is coming to kill me." I said as I stood up to fix myself a mug of butter beer.
"Okay. If hearing from your son that Lord Voldemort is coming to kill you is not what is bothering you, then what is?"
"Tom said, right before he left, that if I die then it is a good thing. He said that I deserve it if I am not heeding his warning."
"Okay... why would that bother you?" Hermione asked as she stood up to look me directly in the face.
"It would bother me because Tom might actually be right. I mean, I know Tom took on most of my traits, but the one he got the most of was that he's very serious. Meaning that Tom would not have said what he had said before he left unless he meant everything he said to me this morning." I then gulped down a huge amount of butter beer, somehow hoping that it would take this unknown pain I just started to feel away.
"Then maybe Tom is right, but, we won't know until something happens." I looked away for I knew Hermione was right. To know Tom was telling the truth, I knew that I had to wait and see for myself.
When I looked at Hermione again she was staring down at the floor and she looked real upset.
"Hermione, you looked distraught yourself. What's wrong."
"Something had happened to me this morning, too."
"You and Draco having 'marriage problems' now?" I joked.
"No but I have a feeling that I will soon." I could tell that Hermione wasn't joking along with me. I knew it was my turn to play the therapist to my friend.
"What do mean by that?"
"This morning, around two o'clock, Severus and I had a private chat in the Room of Requirements. He wants to know something that I don't think I should tell him but I know I have to tell him, sooner or later." Hermione was beginning to scare me now but as I looked at her lowered face, things began to gradually piece themselves together.
"Go on. Even though I am beginning to not like the direction this conversation is going, go on."
"Let me start from the beginning. Severus and I had this secret relationship that started a year after we got out of Hogwarts and while we were learning to Aurors," Hermione started.
"So mean that you two started seeing each other since you were about eighteen and he was about thirty-eight. You see, if it had been you was seventeen and he was thirty-seven, I would have called out molest on you two." Harry shivered and then put his attention back on Hermione.
"Well, Severus and I continued to see each other in a private relationship because I knew that if you or Ron had found out, you probably would have killed Severus and I didn't want that to happen because... I... I... I loved Severus." I knew my eyes had opened in shock because I could feel them open wider than they had ever gone before. When she said that she had love Snape, I had to get up and pace the room.
"Go on." That was the only I could say at the moment.
"Well the relationship continued for about four more years and it would have continued for even longer if what had happened the last night we were together didn't happen. I am so thankful Severus doesn't even remember that night because I do. How can I not forget?" I had stopped dead in my tracks from the question she had asked. Hermione's question only indicated that she has something with her that basically forces her to remember what had happen the last night they were together.
"Hermione... what had happened the last night you were with Severus?" Hermione looked up at me with frightened eyes and then I knew to whatever she was about to explain, afterwards, she was going to need some serious strength to get on with the rest of the day.
"Well..." She began to explain what had happened that night Severus and her were together. When she had finished explaining what had happened, if it wasn't for the table I was holding on to, I would have fainted in shock.
"No." Hermione just nodded her head as her response. "That explains alot. I mean that really explains alot. Does Draco know about all this?" I asked. I was beginning to feel sorry for Hermione and the situation she was now placed in.
"Yes. Draco was the first person I saw after that night. I mean, I could not go to Auror's training because I so afraid to look you and Ron in face. Remember the day I came to the office to say that I had to quit, this is all why. I mean besides the fact that I could not look you and Ron in the face, I knew that soon you would have been able to tell what had happened. Now you have to do me a favor."
"What?" I asked. I was now willing to do almost anything to help in the situation Hermione was in now that I understood it better.
"Whatever you do, do not make it known to anyone that you know about what I told you. Draco and I wanted to keep it as a secret from everyone and anyone. Now that Severus wants to know, I know I have to tell him soon. Besides that, I would have burst if I had not told you or Ron. Since you were the closest, sorry it had to be you." Hermione said as she placed her hands over her face and began to cry.
"Hermione, stop crying," I said as I took Hermione's hands away from her face and wiped her tears away. "Look, I will take over your classes for today. You need some rest and you need it now. Don't worry about a thing, I am doing this because you are my bestfriend and bestfriends do this type of stuff for one another."
Hermione wiped away a tear. "Thank you, Harry."
"Anytime Hermione. Anytime."