Where Do We Go From Here
Ch 5
Disclaimer: I'm not that bloody brilliant! Don't sue!
It turned out that Malfoy had flown the coup. Harry was sound asleep when Severus reached the Hospital Wing. The castle was searched, but not a trace of Draco was found. Severus taught his last class of the day distractedly. Dinner found him deep in his potion books. There had to be a cure in them somewhere.
Around nine that evening, Dobby appeared with a tray of Severus' favorite sandwiches, and chocolate milk. He placed them at Severus' elbow. The Potions Master never even looked up from the ancient tomb he was engrossed in. American Muggle rock music blared through out the chamber. Dobby shuddered and wondered how anyone could concentrate with the racket. He exited quickly.
Snape was doing nothing but frustrating himself. He had found potions that caused blindness. He had found potions that cured blindness. He knew of tissue regeneration potions that allowed the person to regrow skin. The regeneration potions would not cure the blindness. They were more for burn victims. Maybe a mixture of the two. He reached out and grabbed a chicken salad sandwich off a plate. Digging around, he unburied parchment and a quill. Where was his pot of ink. Locating it finally, he scribbled notes.
It was midnight when Albus Dumbledore showed up. He knew his adopted son would skip sleeping if he did not intervene. He was aware that Severus had skipped dinner. Albus was confident that Snape would have consumed the plate of sandwiches he had sent Dobby down with.
"Albus," Severus said as the older wizard entered the chambers. "How well is your ancient Chinese?"
Albus shook his head in amusement. Taking the book Severus was trying to translate, he settled into a chair and began to read. He waved his hand and the volume of the music lowered to a whisper.
Thirty minutes later, the Headmaster was pulled from his studies by Severus gasping and clutching his left arm in pain. He was being summoned.
"Severus? You can't go. Draco could have reported that you released Harry by now. Voldemort could kill you for that act."
"We need to know what the Dark Lord plans, Albus. He will know what I did, true, but I can cover that by saying that you knew already, and sent me down to find Mr. Malfoy. Malfoy was dumb enough to attempt something like that within the castle. I can use that. Besides," he hissed as the pain intensified, "I don't think he is going to let up." Severus opened a secret drawer in his desk and pulled out his Death Eater robe and mask. He turned to leave. Dumbledore moved to stop them.
"If I don't go, we won't know what his plans are. He has to know what has been done to Harry. He will be planning some sort of attack, I need to find out what it is going to be."
Albus nodded. He walked out the chamber with Severus. When they reached the main entrance, he pulled the younger wizard into a hug. "Be careful. I have a bad feeling about this. Come find me when you return."
"I will, Ada."
He quickly went out to the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Pressing the Dark Mark with his wand, he Apparated to Voldemort's side.
Disclaimer: I'm not that bloody brilliant! Don't sue!
It turned out that Malfoy had flown the coup. Harry was sound asleep when Severus reached the Hospital Wing. The castle was searched, but not a trace of Draco was found. Severus taught his last class of the day distractedly. Dinner found him deep in his potion books. There had to be a cure in them somewhere.
Around nine that evening, Dobby appeared with a tray of Severus' favorite sandwiches, and chocolate milk. He placed them at Severus' elbow. The Potions Master never even looked up from the ancient tomb he was engrossed in. American Muggle rock music blared through out the chamber. Dobby shuddered and wondered how anyone could concentrate with the racket. He exited quickly.
Snape was doing nothing but frustrating himself. He had found potions that caused blindness. He had found potions that cured blindness. He knew of tissue regeneration potions that allowed the person to regrow skin. The regeneration potions would not cure the blindness. They were more for burn victims. Maybe a mixture of the two. He reached out and grabbed a chicken salad sandwich off a plate. Digging around, he unburied parchment and a quill. Where was his pot of ink. Locating it finally, he scribbled notes.
It was midnight when Albus Dumbledore showed up. He knew his adopted son would skip sleeping if he did not intervene. He was aware that Severus had skipped dinner. Albus was confident that Snape would have consumed the plate of sandwiches he had sent Dobby down with.
"Albus," Severus said as the older wizard entered the chambers. "How well is your ancient Chinese?"
Albus shook his head in amusement. Taking the book Severus was trying to translate, he settled into a chair and began to read. He waved his hand and the volume of the music lowered to a whisper.
Thirty minutes later, the Headmaster was pulled from his studies by Severus gasping and clutching his left arm in pain. He was being summoned.
"Severus? You can't go. Draco could have reported that you released Harry by now. Voldemort could kill you for that act."
"We need to know what the Dark Lord plans, Albus. He will know what I did, true, but I can cover that by saying that you knew already, and sent me down to find Mr. Malfoy. Malfoy was dumb enough to attempt something like that within the castle. I can use that. Besides," he hissed as the pain intensified, "I don't think he is going to let up." Severus opened a secret drawer in his desk and pulled out his Death Eater robe and mask. He turned to leave. Dumbledore moved to stop them.
"If I don't go, we won't know what his plans are. He has to know what has been done to Harry. He will be planning some sort of attack, I need to find out what it is going to be."
Albus nodded. He walked out the chamber with Severus. When they reached the main entrance, he pulled the younger wizard into a hug. "Be careful. I have a bad feeling about this. Come find me when you return."
"I will, Ada."
He quickly went out to the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Pressing the Dark Mark with his wand, he Apparated to Voldemort's side.