The time it takes
This involves material from the fifth book but does not completely relate (Sirius is alive)
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J. K. Rowling but anything you don't recognize belongs to me.
A/N: This involves Hermione POV at viewing herself and her general POV that simply switch back and forward.
"Every morning is a fresh beginning. Every day is the world made new. Today is a new day. Today is my world made new. I have lived all my life up to this moment, to come to this day. This moment--this day--is as good as any moment in all eternity. I shall make of this day--each moment of this day-- a heaven on earth. This is my day of opportunity."
Dan Custer
Hermione tiptoed down the stairs careful not to wake anybody, it was quite embarrassing the reason she was sneaking out. She wasn't sneaking out to 'accidentally' hear a meeting of the order, or to steal some of the books in the house's library, the ones they didn't want her to read, no she was sneaking out in the middle of the night to get a glass of water.
She wouldn't say that the house wasn't scary, 12 Grimmauld place was covered in shadows, but that just what they were, she needn't worry about Mrs. Black waking up, no they had gotten rid of her last year, her 6th year, that when She thought the war had really begun that when everyone really accepted it, no one could deny it when they saw the skull over there house, when they saw there loved ones dead, people now said you were lucky to get killed by the killing curse, instead of brutally murdered, body parts throw all over the place -why was she thinking like this, she was 18 god-damn it, 19 if you counted the time-timer -no one did- was she trying to scare herself?
Water she needed water, to wash away her dream, no her nightmare she had it every night.
FLASHBACK
Coming home seeing the skull covering her house, Hermione had ran inside. Screaming the sights her parents made, body parts up the stairs and down, she had down to the toilet and thrown up, again and again uncontrolled, she couldn't stop. She didn't known how much time she had wasted, then she washed her teeth, hoping to do that and then come out and her parents would be sitting on the couch, with the cup of tea asking her how her year was.
When she did come out she did hear voices, Dumbledore's and Snape's, she heard they didn't know she was here, unsurprising, she was meant to have gone to the borrow, it was Ron's birthday the next week and she was going to stay till then and go home afterwards, but she missed her parents so much that she had decided to come home for a few days before she went to Ron's, they were talking, Dumbledore was asking Severus if he had known this attack was going to take place, Snape had been hurt, although it only showed for a second, then had said he had no idea, if he had he would have tried to stop it. That was when she first stopped hating Professor Severus Snape; you couldn't hate the people who cared –as much as you wanted.
Then Arthur who had obviously just heard of the attack popped in and asked if Hermione was okay, Dumbledore had asked what he was talking about, then Arthur told them how Hermione had decided to come home early, she had started walking away she didn't want to see them. Let them worry at the moment she didn't care, then Snape swore and Hermione was the expression of worry in his eyes, and that made her come out of hiding.
FLASHBACK
'BANG!' what the hell was that? I got my wand out and carefully made my way to the noise, it hadn't been too loud and I knew it wouldn't have woken up anyone upstairs, I was alone.
As I made my way closer to the noise I heard a whimper of pain, someone was badly hurt, I didn't think I ran to the object, person whatever it was I had to make sure it was all right, when she saw who it was I paused, out of shock, then got over it and ran, to his side, I didn't know everything about the order, but I did know he was a spy for them, he must have been called to Voldemort tonight.
"Professor Snape, Professor Snape please wake up please!" the tears on my face and the desperation in my voice were clearly visible, what to do, what do I do? Breath Hermione you have to breath how could I help him if I didn't breath, his rooms, he had a set of rooms there, everyone on the order had a set of rooms here, but where would his be. Downstairs! I slowly levitated him off the ground and walked with his body slowly down the stairs.
"Please don't die," I kept repeating to myself, not caring that I was talking to myself.
Luckily there's only one bedroom downstairs, I go to open the door and find it locked, of course it's warded, I groan in frustration, and I sigh in worry, Snape's losing blood, I can't deal with him dying, but I don't know why.
"Professor" I plead.
"Professor" the desperation clear in my voice.
"Please your password" I'm begging now.
"Serpiente de Oscuridad" he rasped out
The door opens and I rush in I carefully place Professor Snape on his bed, biting my lip in concentration I try to think of a spell that will heal all his injuries, I give I quick smile when I remember the spell, I point my wand at Professor Snape's prone body "sana dolor" I sigh gratefully when the bright light flashes from my wand, and I can see all the bones connecting, and the bruises healing.
I pull out a chair, and sit next to him "thank you for not leaving me" I whisper.
My eyelids start closing; darkness comes, when suddenly there someone thrashing beside me, I sit up straight, I nearly cry out in pain he's having a spasm.
I roll on to the bed and grab his wrists, I'm so weak, the spell took so much out of me, "please stop!" I beg him; he stops, I can't move so tired, then blackness.
Hermione fell asleep with her hands on Severus's wrists, haft her body on him and haft on the bed, her head in the crook between his shoulder and neck.
But unknown to the two sleeping bodies, as the night grew and started turning to day their positions changed, Hermione's hands went and wrapped themselves around his neck, Severus's arms work there way around her waist, her body moved fully on to his, how her lips moved to gaze his cheek.
But it was made known in the morning when the order including Ron, Harry and the twins burst into the room.
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Um this is going to be getting to know each other and gradually fall in love.
The next chapter will be out today and tomorrow.
NEXT CHAPTER: next chapter everyone's reaction.
Translations-
Now I got these out of a Spanish dictionary, so if it wrong tell me don't flame me.
The password means 'serpent of darkness'
'sana dolor' 'heal pain'.
The chapter title means 'beginning'.
If your wondering why if that 'heal pain' exists why doesn't Madam Promfey use it seeing as you read heals bones and all that without pain it but also as you can tell the spell completely knocked Hermione out, and she needs to be ready all the time.
This involves material from the fifth book but does not completely relate (Sirius is alive)
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J. K. Rowling but anything you don't recognize belongs to me.
A/N: This involves Hermione POV at viewing herself and her general POV that simply switch back and forward.
"Every morning is a fresh beginning. Every day is the world made new. Today is a new day. Today is my world made new. I have lived all my life up to this moment, to come to this day. This moment--this day--is as good as any moment in all eternity. I shall make of this day--each moment of this day-- a heaven on earth. This is my day of opportunity."
Dan Custer
Hermione tiptoed down the stairs careful not to wake anybody, it was quite embarrassing the reason she was sneaking out. She wasn't sneaking out to 'accidentally' hear a meeting of the order, or to steal some of the books in the house's library, the ones they didn't want her to read, no she was sneaking out in the middle of the night to get a glass of water.
She wouldn't say that the house wasn't scary, 12 Grimmauld place was covered in shadows, but that just what they were, she needn't worry about Mrs. Black waking up, no they had gotten rid of her last year, her 6th year, that when She thought the war had really begun that when everyone really accepted it, no one could deny it when they saw the skull over there house, when they saw there loved ones dead, people now said you were lucky to get killed by the killing curse, instead of brutally murdered, body parts throw all over the place -why was she thinking like this, she was 18 god-damn it, 19 if you counted the time-timer -no one did- was she trying to scare herself?
Water she needed water, to wash away her dream, no her nightmare she had it every night.
FLASHBACK
Coming home seeing the skull covering her house, Hermione had ran inside. Screaming the sights her parents made, body parts up the stairs and down, she had down to the toilet and thrown up, again and again uncontrolled, she couldn't stop. She didn't known how much time she had wasted, then she washed her teeth, hoping to do that and then come out and her parents would be sitting on the couch, with the cup of tea asking her how her year was.
When she did come out she did hear voices, Dumbledore's and Snape's, she heard they didn't know she was here, unsurprising, she was meant to have gone to the borrow, it was Ron's birthday the next week and she was going to stay till then and go home afterwards, but she missed her parents so much that she had decided to come home for a few days before she went to Ron's, they were talking, Dumbledore was asking Severus if he had known this attack was going to take place, Snape had been hurt, although it only showed for a second, then had said he had no idea, if he had he would have tried to stop it. That was when she first stopped hating Professor Severus Snape; you couldn't hate the people who cared –as much as you wanted.
Then Arthur who had obviously just heard of the attack popped in and asked if Hermione was okay, Dumbledore had asked what he was talking about, then Arthur told them how Hermione had decided to come home early, she had started walking away she didn't want to see them. Let them worry at the moment she didn't care, then Snape swore and Hermione was the expression of worry in his eyes, and that made her come out of hiding.
FLASHBACK
'BANG!' what the hell was that? I got my wand out and carefully made my way to the noise, it hadn't been too loud and I knew it wouldn't have woken up anyone upstairs, I was alone.
As I made my way closer to the noise I heard a whimper of pain, someone was badly hurt, I didn't think I ran to the object, person whatever it was I had to make sure it was all right, when she saw who it was I paused, out of shock, then got over it and ran, to his side, I didn't know everything about the order, but I did know he was a spy for them, he must have been called to Voldemort tonight.
"Professor Snape, Professor Snape please wake up please!" the tears on my face and the desperation in my voice were clearly visible, what to do, what do I do? Breath Hermione you have to breath how could I help him if I didn't breath, his rooms, he had a set of rooms there, everyone on the order had a set of rooms here, but where would his be. Downstairs! I slowly levitated him off the ground and walked with his body slowly down the stairs.
"Please don't die," I kept repeating to myself, not caring that I was talking to myself.
Luckily there's only one bedroom downstairs, I go to open the door and find it locked, of course it's warded, I groan in frustration, and I sigh in worry, Snape's losing blood, I can't deal with him dying, but I don't know why.
"Professor" I plead.
"Professor" the desperation clear in my voice.
"Please your password" I'm begging now.
"Serpiente de Oscuridad" he rasped out
The door opens and I rush in I carefully place Professor Snape on his bed, biting my lip in concentration I try to think of a spell that will heal all his injuries, I give I quick smile when I remember the spell, I point my wand at Professor Snape's prone body "sana dolor" I sigh gratefully when the bright light flashes from my wand, and I can see all the bones connecting, and the bruises healing.
I pull out a chair, and sit next to him "thank you for not leaving me" I whisper.
My eyelids start closing; darkness comes, when suddenly there someone thrashing beside me, I sit up straight, I nearly cry out in pain he's having a spasm.
I roll on to the bed and grab his wrists, I'm so weak, the spell took so much out of me, "please stop!" I beg him; he stops, I can't move so tired, then blackness.
Hermione fell asleep with her hands on Severus's wrists, haft her body on him and haft on the bed, her head in the crook between his shoulder and neck.
But unknown to the two sleeping bodies, as the night grew and started turning to day their positions changed, Hermione's hands went and wrapped themselves around his neck, Severus's arms work there way around her waist, her body moved fully on to his, how her lips moved to gaze his cheek.
But it was made known in the morning when the order including Ron, Harry and the twins burst into the room.
............................................................................ ................................
Um this is going to be getting to know each other and gradually fall in love.
The next chapter will be out today and tomorrow.
NEXT CHAPTER: next chapter everyone's reaction.
Translations-
Now I got these out of a Spanish dictionary, so if it wrong tell me don't flame me.
The password means 'serpent of darkness'
'sana dolor' 'heal pain'.
The chapter title means 'beginning'.
If your wondering why if that 'heal pain' exists why doesn't Madam Promfey use it seeing as you read heals bones and all that without pain it but also as you can tell the spell completely knocked Hermione out, and she needs to be ready all the time.