Disclaimer: I don't own anything and I never will! I do not own Harry
Potter and his little gang. Although I wish I could own Severus!
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Finding A Lost Soul: Chapter 1: On the Dungeon Floor
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Severus Snape, Potions Master of Hogwarts, 2nd Order of Merlin, ex- Death Eater with a dark past, and winner of the Most Feared Potions Master In Europe, was stalking down the damp corridors looking for students out of bed. Portraits were snoring soundly. Severus's no longer greasy hair was bouncing lightly.
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The candles were dim, but he could still see. There were no windows in the dungeons. No sunlight had ever penetrated the darkness. It left them cool and damp. Only fires could make them warm and bright. He continued walking down the cool hallway, when he felt a slight change in the temperature. Some was down here.
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He turned the corner to see a young woman lying on the dungeon floor. Her wavy brown hair shimmered in the candlelight. She appeared to be sleeping.
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"Miss? Miss?" he whispered. Severus's voice had a cutting edge. To his annoyance, the women did not respond to his calls. He looked to the floor and saw a trickle of blood between the cobblestones.
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The women must be knocked out, he thought. Her black robes were lying in a pile beside her. He squinted his hawk like eyes to see better. She was wearing a white semi-transparent blouse and muggle bell-bottom blue jeans. He slowly reached down to her with his long arm. He turned her body over. Her hazel eyes were open just slightly. She must be stupefied.
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She had a cut running from her eye down to her navel. It was slowly dripping scarlet blood. Luckily for her, it wasn't deep. Her blouse was sticking to the cut in certain places; it had soaked some of it up. Severus looked the woman over. She had a wand in her clammy hand and in the other she held the Head Girl badge.
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"It's Miss Granger. I wonder what she was doing down here." He told himself, his voice resounding off the stone walls. "Stupefied. . . evenesco." Her eyes flitted open, slightly surprised. Then they became unfocused once again.
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"Is this a dream, sir? It's all blurry. . ." She asked softly. It was clear she was confused. She had an innocent face on. Severus's facial features softened, but hardened when he gained his composure. She just stared into his obsidian eyes as he kneeled before her. They were like knives that pierced into her soul.
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"No, you silly girl. Who did this to you anyway? You aren't supposed to be in the dungeons at this time of night, Miss Granger." She looked frightened. Her eyes began to fill with tears when she thought over what happened. She was frustrated.
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"I-I don't know. My familiar had ran d-down here a-and I came f-for him. S-someone attacked me!" Hermione burst into tears.
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I have to comfort her or she will wake up the Slytherins, it is the good thing to do. Isn't it? He thought that was a good enough reason. Something about her when she cried broke his heart. [Time to find those repressed feelings, eh? ;)] Hermione saw her professor staring and turned her face blushing. Her tears stained her hot cheeks.
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"Well come along now!" He barked. Her face was painful. Her eyes were full of hurt.
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"It hurts too much, sir!" He let out an exasperated sigh.
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It's not my fault if it hurts! She screamed in her mind. He looked at her dully. He was thinking.
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"Leviosa Persona." He hissed. His eyes were glaring at her. She felt her body stiffen as she was lifted from the ground. The pain from her cut was blinding her. Even shallow cuts can hurt as much as deep ones. She passed out from the pain.
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~ A/n~
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So do you like it??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Are you going to tell me or not! If I don't get 5 or more reviews for this I won't keep writing! [hint,hint] -
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-Bob (my nickname, I'm a girl. . .]
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Finding A Lost Soul: Chapter 1: On the Dungeon Floor
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Severus Snape, Potions Master of Hogwarts, 2nd Order of Merlin, ex- Death Eater with a dark past, and winner of the Most Feared Potions Master In Europe, was stalking down the damp corridors looking for students out of bed. Portraits were snoring soundly. Severus's no longer greasy hair was bouncing lightly.
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The candles were dim, but he could still see. There were no windows in the dungeons. No sunlight had ever penetrated the darkness. It left them cool and damp. Only fires could make them warm and bright. He continued walking down the cool hallway, when he felt a slight change in the temperature. Some was down here.
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He turned the corner to see a young woman lying on the dungeon floor. Her wavy brown hair shimmered in the candlelight. She appeared to be sleeping.
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"Miss? Miss?" he whispered. Severus's voice had a cutting edge. To his annoyance, the women did not respond to his calls. He looked to the floor and saw a trickle of blood between the cobblestones.
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The women must be knocked out, he thought. Her black robes were lying in a pile beside her. He squinted his hawk like eyes to see better. She was wearing a white semi-transparent blouse and muggle bell-bottom blue jeans. He slowly reached down to her with his long arm. He turned her body over. Her hazel eyes were open just slightly. She must be stupefied.
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She had a cut running from her eye down to her navel. It was slowly dripping scarlet blood. Luckily for her, it wasn't deep. Her blouse was sticking to the cut in certain places; it had soaked some of it up. Severus looked the woman over. She had a wand in her clammy hand and in the other she held the Head Girl badge.
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"It's Miss Granger. I wonder what she was doing down here." He told himself, his voice resounding off the stone walls. "Stupefied. . . evenesco." Her eyes flitted open, slightly surprised. Then they became unfocused once again.
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"Is this a dream, sir? It's all blurry. . ." She asked softly. It was clear she was confused. She had an innocent face on. Severus's facial features softened, but hardened when he gained his composure. She just stared into his obsidian eyes as he kneeled before her. They were like knives that pierced into her soul.
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"No, you silly girl. Who did this to you anyway? You aren't supposed to be in the dungeons at this time of night, Miss Granger." She looked frightened. Her eyes began to fill with tears when she thought over what happened. She was frustrated.
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"I-I don't know. My familiar had ran d-down here a-and I came f-for him. S-someone attacked me!" Hermione burst into tears.
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I have to comfort her or she will wake up the Slytherins, it is the good thing to do. Isn't it? He thought that was a good enough reason. Something about her when she cried broke his heart. [Time to find those repressed feelings, eh? ;)] Hermione saw her professor staring and turned her face blushing. Her tears stained her hot cheeks.
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"Well come along now!" He barked. Her face was painful. Her eyes were full of hurt.
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"It hurts too much, sir!" He let out an exasperated sigh.
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It's not my fault if it hurts! She screamed in her mind. He looked at her dully. He was thinking.
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"Leviosa Persona." He hissed. His eyes were glaring at her. She felt her body stiffen as she was lifted from the ground. The pain from her cut was blinding her. Even shallow cuts can hurt as much as deep ones. She passed out from the pain.
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~ A/n~
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So do you like it??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Are you going to tell me or not! If I don't get 5 or more reviews for this I won't keep writing! [hint,hint] -
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-Bob (my nickname, I'm a girl. . .]