A/N: OK so my Internet connection was not working earlier today, so
I was unable to update till now. This chapter was really hard for me to write
because I had to make sure I didn't leave anything out. I will just say now
that more will be revealed later.
Chapter 8
After dinner in the Great Hall, Hermione was bound and determined
to follow Snape and see if she could get some clues on what he might
actually find use for. Earlier that day she paid a visit to Harry, who was now
married, with a child on the way.
As soon as Hermione arrived the questions started to fly, "SO have a
boyfriend yet?" "When are you going to settle down and get a nice
boyfriend." "Hermione, we are worried about you."
"I am well, thanks for asking." Hermione replied with the last
remaining thread of control.
"So, what are you doing here Hermione?" Ginny Potter asked.
"I actually came by to see if I could borrow Harry's Invisibility cloak
for the day." Hermione asked.
"Sure, but why do you need it Hermione?" Harry asked her.
"Oh, you know I just have some catching up to do in the library, and
would best not be disturbed." Hermione struggled to come up with a good
lie.
"Hermione, you're the librarian, I doubt anyone will disturb you."
Harry said laughing.
"Right, well I just need to borrow it ok? I will bring I back
tomorrow." Hermione gave up.
"Ok, here you go, just don't get yourself into trouble." Harry handed
her the cloak.
"Ha, perhaps you should follow your own advice Harry, this cloak
was made for getting into trouble, or have you forgotten?" Hermione said as
she walked over to the fireplace.
"So, Hermione how are you doing, I know Christmas time is always
the best time of year for you with your parents gone and everything." Harry
tried to ask.
"I am fine, really I have to run, bye Harry!" She yelled as she took the
Floo back to Hogwarts.
"Ginny, I am worried about her, she shouldn't be so detached. I know
she has to have some pent up feelings about what happen to her parents, but
never once have I even seen her cry."
"Darling, not everyone is meant to cry, others show it in different
ways. I am sure Hermione has her own way of dealing with it." Ginny said
as she rubbed his shoulders.
"I just don't know." Harry said looking at the fireplace.
*****
After dinner with the faculty Hermione slipped out before Severus had
cleared his plate and pulled the cloak over herself and waited for him.
She did not have to wait for long because she soon found herself
silently walking behind Snape. She had never followed someone like this
before and the thought made her shutter, when did she sink this low? And
the fact that doing this gave her a great rush of power, scared her even more.
Severus made several stops on his way to his rooms; the first was to
the Slytherin common room to check on things. To Hermione's surprise he
watched as Severus magically cleaned the mess that was made by the two
occupants, then he moved on to doing room checks. He carefully searched
the rooms for any contrabands and other banned magical items and removed
them from the students' rooms. After this was done he flicked his wand and
a Christmas tree appeared with two small gifts below the tree for the two
students who stayed over the holiday.
After being in the Slytherin common room for nearly an hour, Severus
took to his classroom and restocked several missing potions that he had
bought yesterday shopping. He stopped shortly and sat down at his desk.
Hermione couldn't read his face, perhaps he was sad, or angered. Whatever
he was feeling it certainly wasn't happy.
Hermione watched as he opened up one of his desk drawers and pull
out a purple leather book. It appeared to be a diary. After watching him flip
through several pages, he quickly shut it and uttered the same words
Hermione said that night when she wandered into the staff hallways in her
seventh year.
While the door was opening, Hermione walked over to where the
diary was laying and read the page that it magically opened to.
"December 1st 1978
Dear Diary,
The Dark Lord's powers are growing stronger; Severus can no
longer keep up the facade of a loyal Death Eater. I see it eating away at his
soul. He fears that our lives may be in danger if Lucius ever divulged my
secret. "Baldena dis avont druid font."
Adolyn
December 18th 1978
Dear Diary,
My secret is no longer safe, Severus is working frantically on a
potion to convince the Dark Lord that I do not have the ability to perform
powerful wandless magic. Lucius was not the one who told, but was the
one who desperately tried to convince him that it was not the truth. He has
had the Cruciatius curse cast on him three times tonight, Severus and I are
taking care of him, and hopefully he will be all right.
We do not know how Voldermort found out, but the implications of
my powers under the Imperio curse are too bad to even think about.
I found out that I am carrying his child, now it is more important than
ever before that we can convince the Dark Lord of my allegiance.
Adolyn
December 23th 1978
Dear Diary,
The potion is complete, Severus is sure that it will work, and
has taken every precaution in testing it. I have not told him that I am
pregnant, for I do not want him to worry.
Adolyn"
Hermione read in confusion, there was a fast amount of white space
then she glanced down at the bottom of the page.
"Adolyn, you died last Christmas, and with you, you took my
heart."
It was unsigned, but Hermione knew that it was written by the man
standing in front of her, who had tears in his eyes. Hermione felt pangs of
guilt. Obviously he would have never wanted anyone to read this, let alone
a Gryffindor.
Severus walked quickly down the staff hallways, and Hermione
hurried to catch up. They took a left and then stopped in front of a painting
of a Medieval unicorn.
He heard him utter the same words that were written in the diary.
"Baldena dis avont druid font." The portrait swung open and he
entered his rooms.
Hermione had never seen or heard this language before. She thought
that it must derive from Latin, but the syllables were irregular from the
traditional Latin that she had studied. It looks like she had herself a new
project to work on in the library.
She walked around Severus's rooms and took in the decorative style.
To her surprise, his room was not as dark and depressing as she had always
imagined. He had a good-sized window that looked out onto the lake from
the first floor. His sheets and pillows looked to be silk. The predominate
color in the room was not black as she had pictured, but a hunter green color
with accents of silver and gold.
For the most part the room was fairly tidy with a desk in the corner by
the window, which was covered, in his teaching assignments. It did
however strike Hermione that despite all of the lavish furnishings, that it was
fairly empty and not well lived in.
Her thoughts were interrupted by Severus's voice.
"Stryker? Get out here, I have food." Severus's voice rasped.
Hermione watched as a long black cat came out from under his bed.
"Here!' He gestured to the bowl on the floor. The cat did not move, he
just sat in front of the bowl and looked at him then to the corner where
Hermione was standing silently under the cloak.
"Why don't you eat you stupid cat." He said frustrated. But again the
cat just looked at him.
"EAT! I am in no mood to play games." He said as he walked into
the bathroom. This gave Hermione a little time to investigate to see if she
could get him a Christmas gift that he might actually appreciate.
She glanced to see what was on his desk. She saw papers and ink
bottles. Her eyes stopped when she saw that he had a pair of reading glasses
on his desk.
'I would have never imagined that he would have to wear glasses.'
She thought to herself as she imagined what he might look like with him on.
The thought somewhat aroused her.
'What on earth is wrong with me? I do not think Severus Snape is
sexy, but then their was his voice. His voice was like velvet.' Every time he
spoke it made her shiver inside.
She pushed the thought from her mind and continued searching for
clues. She moved onto his bookcase. She read some of the titles.
'Edgar Allen Poe, Shakespeare, and Oscar Wilde. Who would have
ever imagined that Severus Snape liked muggle poets and playwrights?
There are potential gift ideas here.' She thought.
She kept walking. She stood in front of his dresser and looked at the
picture that was sitting on the right. It looked like a boy in Slytherin seeker
robes standing next to a girl with curly blonde hair in Ravenclaw robes.
'This surely cannot be Severus. Severus's face was thin and sallow
with a slightly curved nose, and surely the eyes bare no resemblance. The
boy in the picture had a handsome face with dark blue eyes. The thing that
remained the same was the raven colored hair that curved his elongated
face.' Hermione reflected.
Hermione's small hands trailed the length of the dresser and stopped
one last time at the bottles of potion's that lay close to his bed. She picked
them up and smelled the.
'Reignfold, Dervorsleft, and Coldermain? Why does he have these?
They are quite powerful healing potions that specialized in.. skin re-growth
and burns?' She questioned. The jiggling of the door handle interrupted her
thoughts. She decided now would be a good time to slip out. She quickly
opened the door and quietly shut it behind her.
'What was he hiding, and who was Adolyn?' Hermione questioned,
maybe she should go talk to someone who was alive in 1978. It was time to
pay a visit to Remus.
I was unable to update till now. This chapter was really hard for me to write
because I had to make sure I didn't leave anything out. I will just say now
that more will be revealed later.
Chapter 8
After dinner in the Great Hall, Hermione was bound and determined
to follow Snape and see if she could get some clues on what he might
actually find use for. Earlier that day she paid a visit to Harry, who was now
married, with a child on the way.
As soon as Hermione arrived the questions started to fly, "SO have a
boyfriend yet?" "When are you going to settle down and get a nice
boyfriend." "Hermione, we are worried about you."
"I am well, thanks for asking." Hermione replied with the last
remaining thread of control.
"So, what are you doing here Hermione?" Ginny Potter asked.
"I actually came by to see if I could borrow Harry's Invisibility cloak
for the day." Hermione asked.
"Sure, but why do you need it Hermione?" Harry asked her.
"Oh, you know I just have some catching up to do in the library, and
would best not be disturbed." Hermione struggled to come up with a good
lie.
"Hermione, you're the librarian, I doubt anyone will disturb you."
Harry said laughing.
"Right, well I just need to borrow it ok? I will bring I back
tomorrow." Hermione gave up.
"Ok, here you go, just don't get yourself into trouble." Harry handed
her the cloak.
"Ha, perhaps you should follow your own advice Harry, this cloak
was made for getting into trouble, or have you forgotten?" Hermione said as
she walked over to the fireplace.
"So, Hermione how are you doing, I know Christmas time is always
the best time of year for you with your parents gone and everything." Harry
tried to ask.
"I am fine, really I have to run, bye Harry!" She yelled as she took the
Floo back to Hogwarts.
"Ginny, I am worried about her, she shouldn't be so detached. I know
she has to have some pent up feelings about what happen to her parents, but
never once have I even seen her cry."
"Darling, not everyone is meant to cry, others show it in different
ways. I am sure Hermione has her own way of dealing with it." Ginny said
as she rubbed his shoulders.
"I just don't know." Harry said looking at the fireplace.
*****
After dinner with the faculty Hermione slipped out before Severus had
cleared his plate and pulled the cloak over herself and waited for him.
She did not have to wait for long because she soon found herself
silently walking behind Snape. She had never followed someone like this
before and the thought made her shutter, when did she sink this low? And
the fact that doing this gave her a great rush of power, scared her even more.
Severus made several stops on his way to his rooms; the first was to
the Slytherin common room to check on things. To Hermione's surprise he
watched as Severus magically cleaned the mess that was made by the two
occupants, then he moved on to doing room checks. He carefully searched
the rooms for any contrabands and other banned magical items and removed
them from the students' rooms. After this was done he flicked his wand and
a Christmas tree appeared with two small gifts below the tree for the two
students who stayed over the holiday.
After being in the Slytherin common room for nearly an hour, Severus
took to his classroom and restocked several missing potions that he had
bought yesterday shopping. He stopped shortly and sat down at his desk.
Hermione couldn't read his face, perhaps he was sad, or angered. Whatever
he was feeling it certainly wasn't happy.
Hermione watched as he opened up one of his desk drawers and pull
out a purple leather book. It appeared to be a diary. After watching him flip
through several pages, he quickly shut it and uttered the same words
Hermione said that night when she wandered into the staff hallways in her
seventh year.
While the door was opening, Hermione walked over to where the
diary was laying and read the page that it magically opened to.
"December 1st 1978
Dear Diary,
The Dark Lord's powers are growing stronger; Severus can no
longer keep up the facade of a loyal Death Eater. I see it eating away at his
soul. He fears that our lives may be in danger if Lucius ever divulged my
secret. "Baldena dis avont druid font."
Adolyn
December 18th 1978
Dear Diary,
My secret is no longer safe, Severus is working frantically on a
potion to convince the Dark Lord that I do not have the ability to perform
powerful wandless magic. Lucius was not the one who told, but was the
one who desperately tried to convince him that it was not the truth. He has
had the Cruciatius curse cast on him three times tonight, Severus and I are
taking care of him, and hopefully he will be all right.
We do not know how Voldermort found out, but the implications of
my powers under the Imperio curse are too bad to even think about.
I found out that I am carrying his child, now it is more important than
ever before that we can convince the Dark Lord of my allegiance.
Adolyn
December 23th 1978
Dear Diary,
The potion is complete, Severus is sure that it will work, and
has taken every precaution in testing it. I have not told him that I am
pregnant, for I do not want him to worry.
Adolyn"
Hermione read in confusion, there was a fast amount of white space
then she glanced down at the bottom of the page.
"Adolyn, you died last Christmas, and with you, you took my
heart."
It was unsigned, but Hermione knew that it was written by the man
standing in front of her, who had tears in his eyes. Hermione felt pangs of
guilt. Obviously he would have never wanted anyone to read this, let alone
a Gryffindor.
Severus walked quickly down the staff hallways, and Hermione
hurried to catch up. They took a left and then stopped in front of a painting
of a Medieval unicorn.
He heard him utter the same words that were written in the diary.
"Baldena dis avont druid font." The portrait swung open and he
entered his rooms.
Hermione had never seen or heard this language before. She thought
that it must derive from Latin, but the syllables were irregular from the
traditional Latin that she had studied. It looks like she had herself a new
project to work on in the library.
She walked around Severus's rooms and took in the decorative style.
To her surprise, his room was not as dark and depressing as she had always
imagined. He had a good-sized window that looked out onto the lake from
the first floor. His sheets and pillows looked to be silk. The predominate
color in the room was not black as she had pictured, but a hunter green color
with accents of silver and gold.
For the most part the room was fairly tidy with a desk in the corner by
the window, which was covered, in his teaching assignments. It did
however strike Hermione that despite all of the lavish furnishings, that it was
fairly empty and not well lived in.
Her thoughts were interrupted by Severus's voice.
"Stryker? Get out here, I have food." Severus's voice rasped.
Hermione watched as a long black cat came out from under his bed.
"Here!' He gestured to the bowl on the floor. The cat did not move, he
just sat in front of the bowl and looked at him then to the corner where
Hermione was standing silently under the cloak.
"Why don't you eat you stupid cat." He said frustrated. But again the
cat just looked at him.
"EAT! I am in no mood to play games." He said as he walked into
the bathroom. This gave Hermione a little time to investigate to see if she
could get him a Christmas gift that he might actually appreciate.
She glanced to see what was on his desk. She saw papers and ink
bottles. Her eyes stopped when she saw that he had a pair of reading glasses
on his desk.
'I would have never imagined that he would have to wear glasses.'
She thought to herself as she imagined what he might look like with him on.
The thought somewhat aroused her.
'What on earth is wrong with me? I do not think Severus Snape is
sexy, but then their was his voice. His voice was like velvet.' Every time he
spoke it made her shiver inside.
She pushed the thought from her mind and continued searching for
clues. She moved onto his bookcase. She read some of the titles.
'Edgar Allen Poe, Shakespeare, and Oscar Wilde. Who would have
ever imagined that Severus Snape liked muggle poets and playwrights?
There are potential gift ideas here.' She thought.
She kept walking. She stood in front of his dresser and looked at the
picture that was sitting on the right. It looked like a boy in Slytherin seeker
robes standing next to a girl with curly blonde hair in Ravenclaw robes.
'This surely cannot be Severus. Severus's face was thin and sallow
with a slightly curved nose, and surely the eyes bare no resemblance. The
boy in the picture had a handsome face with dark blue eyes. The thing that
remained the same was the raven colored hair that curved his elongated
face.' Hermione reflected.
Hermione's small hands trailed the length of the dresser and stopped
one last time at the bottles of potion's that lay close to his bed. She picked
them up and smelled the.
'Reignfold, Dervorsleft, and Coldermain? Why does he have these?
They are quite powerful healing potions that specialized in.. skin re-growth
and burns?' She questioned. The jiggling of the door handle interrupted her
thoughts. She decided now would be a good time to slip out. She quickly
opened the door and quietly shut it behind her.
'What was he hiding, and who was Adolyn?' Hermione questioned,
maybe she should go talk to someone who was alive in 1978. It was time to
pay a visit to Remus.