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Deaths Voice Summary: Death comes to Hogwarts in one form or other, Tom Riddle lives, and through all of this Hermione Granger and Severus Snape get pushed together . . .
Right. Okay, the title of this chapter is "borrowed" from a song, and I do not own it. I'm using it because, well, you'll see. And Hermione's password is Latin. It means Memory.
Chapter Five I Can See Clearly Now, The Rain Has Gone
"What?" Ginny asked as Hermione dragged her up the spiral steps to the Head Girl Dorm.
"I told you." Hermione semi-snapped. "I have to talk to you."
"Right." Ginny said, still confused.
"Memoriam." Hermione whispered to her door.
A gold light suddenly outlined the frame. It glowed scarlet once, flashed gold again, and then it went transparent. The door disappeared.
Inside sat the four poster bed, draped in scarlet hangings. It was on the very top of the tower, and had an excellent view. A fireplace sat snuggly in a nook in the wall. Most of the walls were covered with bookshelves, every one of them sagging with the weight of tome sized books.
"What?" Ginny said again.
"Right. I have to tell you about Snape." Hermione said seriously.
"What about him?" Ginny laughed. "I know all about him!"
"I dreamt about him." Hermione muttered.
"No way."
"Yeah." Hermione was more of a Seer than Harry ever had been. She had quit Divination because Trelawny was a fake. She had never told Harry and Ron about her gift. It was the one thing she most regretted.
"What did you dream about him?" Ginny asked.
"Ginny, he's going to die."
"What?! Hermione, have you told Dumbledore? Snape? Anyone??"
"Just you." Hermione whispered.
"Gods." Ginny looked up to the ceiling. "Merlin help us."
"Hey, I did get to see him fall flat on his ass though." Hermione said, laughing at the memory.
"Really?" Ginny asked, brightening up a bit.
"Yeah."
They sobered again, each lost in their own thoughts. Ginny thinking (as she often did) of Ron and Harry. Hermione, of how she could help Snape.
"We should see Dumbledore." Said Ginny quietly, snapping Hermione out of her thoughts.
"Yes. C'mon. Lets go." Hermione said, getting up off the bed where she had perched herself some time ago.
As she left the room, she swore she could hear Ginny muttering "honestly! So obvious." She would have to remember to ask about that later.
The stone gargoyle came into view and Hermione racked her brains for the password the Headmaster had used.
"Uh, Liquorice." The statue didn't budge.
"Honestly, you can't tell me he changed it already!" Hermione yelled at it.
"Well it seems that he has Miss Granger. Miss Weasley." Said a voice behind them.
"Jeez." Hermione whispered. "Hello Professor Snape."
"What are you here for." Snape demanded.
What was she going to say, she couldn't very well say "Why, we've come to tell Dumbledore that your going to die." Now could she?
"We have to speak to Professor Dumbledore about important matters." Ginny said, rescuing Hermione, as she so often did from her thoughts.
"And what, pray tell, is more important than the Headmasters meeting with Cornelius Fudge?" Snape said haughtily, as if he had won.
"Look, Professor," Said Hermione in a rare outburst of rage or impatience. "Has Dumbledore-."
"Professor Dumbledore." Snape interrupted.
"Alright, *Professor* Dumbledore," Hermione started again sarcastically, "Ever let you in on my little secret?" Hermione asked, thoroughly fed up.
"What?" Asked Snape in a rare moment of imbecility.
"I," Hermione said with only a touch of disdain at the professor's stupidity, "Am a Seer."
"You never took Divination!" Snape said, sneering.
"That's because Trelawny is a fraud." Ginny piped up.
"And what does this have to do with the Headmaster?" Snape asked, peering down his beak of a nose at them.
"I had a vision." Hermione said, then continued. "It's for the Headmasters ears only, so would you kindly get out of the way..." Hermione trailed off as she stepped past the quite livid professor.
"Hermione, we don't have the password to Dumbledore's office, and you just snapped at SNAPE!" Ginny whispered fiercely.
Hermione grinned.
"Of course we have the password Gin." She said.
"We do?" Ginny asked.
"Yes."
"Gummy Worms." Snape said silkily as he walked up behind Hermione and Ginny.
Ginny giggled, the prospect of Snape saying Gummy ANYTHING was enough to make her crack up. Actually hearing it, was enough to tell Fred and George about.
"Thank you Professor." Hermione said without turning around, walked into the opening on the wall, and mounted the steps.
Ginny came after, and of course, Snape followed.
Deaths Voice Summary: Death comes to Hogwarts in one form or other, Tom Riddle lives, and through all of this Hermione Granger and Severus Snape get pushed together . . .
Right. Okay, the title of this chapter is "borrowed" from a song, and I do not own it. I'm using it because, well, you'll see. And Hermione's password is Latin. It means Memory.
Chapter Five I Can See Clearly Now, The Rain Has Gone
"What?" Ginny asked as Hermione dragged her up the spiral steps to the Head Girl Dorm.
"I told you." Hermione semi-snapped. "I have to talk to you."
"Right." Ginny said, still confused.
"Memoriam." Hermione whispered to her door.
A gold light suddenly outlined the frame. It glowed scarlet once, flashed gold again, and then it went transparent. The door disappeared.
Inside sat the four poster bed, draped in scarlet hangings. It was on the very top of the tower, and had an excellent view. A fireplace sat snuggly in a nook in the wall. Most of the walls were covered with bookshelves, every one of them sagging with the weight of tome sized books.
"What?" Ginny said again.
"Right. I have to tell you about Snape." Hermione said seriously.
"What about him?" Ginny laughed. "I know all about him!"
"I dreamt about him." Hermione muttered.
"No way."
"Yeah." Hermione was more of a Seer than Harry ever had been. She had quit Divination because Trelawny was a fake. She had never told Harry and Ron about her gift. It was the one thing she most regretted.
"What did you dream about him?" Ginny asked.
"Ginny, he's going to die."
"What?! Hermione, have you told Dumbledore? Snape? Anyone??"
"Just you." Hermione whispered.
"Gods." Ginny looked up to the ceiling. "Merlin help us."
"Hey, I did get to see him fall flat on his ass though." Hermione said, laughing at the memory.
"Really?" Ginny asked, brightening up a bit.
"Yeah."
They sobered again, each lost in their own thoughts. Ginny thinking (as she often did) of Ron and Harry. Hermione, of how she could help Snape.
"We should see Dumbledore." Said Ginny quietly, snapping Hermione out of her thoughts.
"Yes. C'mon. Lets go." Hermione said, getting up off the bed where she had perched herself some time ago.
As she left the room, she swore she could hear Ginny muttering "honestly! So obvious." She would have to remember to ask about that later.
The stone gargoyle came into view and Hermione racked her brains for the password the Headmaster had used.
"Uh, Liquorice." The statue didn't budge.
"Honestly, you can't tell me he changed it already!" Hermione yelled at it.
"Well it seems that he has Miss Granger. Miss Weasley." Said a voice behind them.
"Jeez." Hermione whispered. "Hello Professor Snape."
"What are you here for." Snape demanded.
What was she going to say, she couldn't very well say "Why, we've come to tell Dumbledore that your going to die." Now could she?
"We have to speak to Professor Dumbledore about important matters." Ginny said, rescuing Hermione, as she so often did from her thoughts.
"And what, pray tell, is more important than the Headmasters meeting with Cornelius Fudge?" Snape said haughtily, as if he had won.
"Look, Professor," Said Hermione in a rare outburst of rage or impatience. "Has Dumbledore-."
"Professor Dumbledore." Snape interrupted.
"Alright, *Professor* Dumbledore," Hermione started again sarcastically, "Ever let you in on my little secret?" Hermione asked, thoroughly fed up.
"What?" Asked Snape in a rare moment of imbecility.
"I," Hermione said with only a touch of disdain at the professor's stupidity, "Am a Seer."
"You never took Divination!" Snape said, sneering.
"That's because Trelawny is a fraud." Ginny piped up.
"And what does this have to do with the Headmaster?" Snape asked, peering down his beak of a nose at them.
"I had a vision." Hermione said, then continued. "It's for the Headmasters ears only, so would you kindly get out of the way..." Hermione trailed off as she stepped past the quite livid professor.
"Hermione, we don't have the password to Dumbledore's office, and you just snapped at SNAPE!" Ginny whispered fiercely.
Hermione grinned.
"Of course we have the password Gin." She said.
"We do?" Ginny asked.
"Yes."
"Gummy Worms." Snape said silkily as he walked up behind Hermione and Ginny.
Ginny giggled, the prospect of Snape saying Gummy ANYTHING was enough to make her crack up. Actually hearing it, was enough to tell Fred and George about.
"Thank you Professor." Hermione said without turning around, walked into the opening on the wall, and mounted the steps.
Ginny came after, and of course, Snape followed.