It had taken another hour for an owl from Dumbledore to arrive. During
which, Severus Snape had done nothing but pace back and forth. He wondered,
briefly, if in a short while longer he would have worn the carpet down.
"So good of you to respond Albus" he drawled, his voice heavy with sarcasm.
"We needed to inform Hermione's friends and family of her plight before we could formulate any plans my dear boy". Dumbledore's voice was gruff and his eyes lacked their usual twinkle of amusement.
"But surely you realise, while you were letting Potter the wonder boy and such know about this, she could have been undergoing unspeakable torment!" he spat out.
The twinkle of amusement seemed to reappear in Dumbledore's eye. "I had no idea you cared so much for Miss Granger."
"I care for every student at Hogwarts", Snape said, drawing himself up to his full height in a rather dignified manner. "Especially ones who have been captured by Voldemort and have an insight into our secret plans, not to mention my own double agent position."
"Severus, my boy, I am going to ask you to undertake a very difficult mission for me which will compromise your double agent role. I need you to keep Miss Granger safe until it is time for her to escape and you to make it known that you are on the side of the light."
"Albus, it is a mission I instantly accept - on one condition."
"Which is?" Dumbledore smiled slightly, his eyes still somehow twinkling.
"That no foolhardy attempts by Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley are made to recover Miss Granger.she is obviously a trap, intended to play on Potter's hero reputation. Don't let him fall into it!" Snape growled and with that swept from the room.
^_^
Hermione sat with her knees pressed up to her chest. She'd been in here, alone, for at least a day.
The only time she had seen anyone, was when a group of boys came in, in full death eater costume, and yelled "Crucio!" barely even staying to watch her pain. Hearing her scream was enough.
She'd lain there on the floor writhing in agony; which was slowly replaced by body wracking sobs.
Eventually she had gathered up all her strength and pulled herself up onto her cot, her insides bubbling with a strange mixture of pain and hunger.
For once in her life she didn't want to think and found comfort in making herself go limp and her thoughts go blank.
She thought she was dreaming when a familiar figure dressed all in black entered the room.
"Miss Granger", a drawling sarcastic voice inquired.
She didn't answer.
"Miss Granger?" he asked again, sounding so irritable it could be no one else.
"Professor Snape?" she rasped out, before fainting from the sheer shock of it all.
"So good of you to respond Albus" he drawled, his voice heavy with sarcasm.
"We needed to inform Hermione's friends and family of her plight before we could formulate any plans my dear boy". Dumbledore's voice was gruff and his eyes lacked their usual twinkle of amusement.
"But surely you realise, while you were letting Potter the wonder boy and such know about this, she could have been undergoing unspeakable torment!" he spat out.
The twinkle of amusement seemed to reappear in Dumbledore's eye. "I had no idea you cared so much for Miss Granger."
"I care for every student at Hogwarts", Snape said, drawing himself up to his full height in a rather dignified manner. "Especially ones who have been captured by Voldemort and have an insight into our secret plans, not to mention my own double agent position."
"Severus, my boy, I am going to ask you to undertake a very difficult mission for me which will compromise your double agent role. I need you to keep Miss Granger safe until it is time for her to escape and you to make it known that you are on the side of the light."
"Albus, it is a mission I instantly accept - on one condition."
"Which is?" Dumbledore smiled slightly, his eyes still somehow twinkling.
"That no foolhardy attempts by Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley are made to recover Miss Granger.she is obviously a trap, intended to play on Potter's hero reputation. Don't let him fall into it!" Snape growled and with that swept from the room.
^_^
Hermione sat with her knees pressed up to her chest. She'd been in here, alone, for at least a day.
The only time she had seen anyone, was when a group of boys came in, in full death eater costume, and yelled "Crucio!" barely even staying to watch her pain. Hearing her scream was enough.
She'd lain there on the floor writhing in agony; which was slowly replaced by body wracking sobs.
Eventually she had gathered up all her strength and pulled herself up onto her cot, her insides bubbling with a strange mixture of pain and hunger.
For once in her life she didn't want to think and found comfort in making herself go limp and her thoughts go blank.
She thought she was dreaming when a familiar figure dressed all in black entered the room.
"Miss Granger", a drawling sarcastic voice inquired.
She didn't answer.
"Miss Granger?" he asked again, sounding so irritable it could be no one else.
"Professor Snape?" she rasped out, before fainting from the sheer shock of it all.