It didn't work. Hermione had never felt the need to question her abilities
before, but after four unsuccessful tries to get her wand, she was
beginning to doubt how powerful she was.
'Shit!' she thought. 'How long am I going to be stuck here before someone hears me? HELP!'
'I'll help you little girl.' A silken, disturbing voice came from behind her. She whirled around to see who it was. 'Oops. Too slow. I'm over here now.' Once again the voice came from behind her. She recognised the voice from having heard it somewhere before, but she found that she couldn't place the owner. She felt something brush against the back of her neck, then again across the back of her knees. She turned, and saw a tall dark imposing figure wearing a black Deatheater's cloak. The face was hooded and she couldn't see who it was. She looked up at the whole, her only possible escape.
'ACCIO WAND!!!' once again, her efforts were in vain.
'Looking for this, little girl?' the figure moved and removed her wand from a fold in his cloak. In a rush of movement he threw her wand to the ground and apparated the two of them out of there, giving her only enough time to call for help one last time.
................................ Remus Lupin, the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, was walking down the corridor, past the Potions classroom when he heard a loud groan, followed by a crash. He drew his wand and rushed into the classroom to find Snape sitting on the floor, propped up by the wall, clutching his left arm fiercely.
'Severus. Are you alright?' asked Remus, rushing to Snape's side.
'I'm fine. Just wonderful. I just love being in agony like this.' His voice, although strained with pain, was still dripping with sarcasm, which Remus chose to ignore.
'Do you want me to get Albus?'
'No. Just tell him that I've gone.'
Snape was gone before Remus could agree.
................................. He ran down the hallways, up and down staircases, through doors, his legs protesting to the onslaught of hurrying through such a varied track. He reached the Headmaster's office and began to bang on the door.
'Albus! Albus let me in! I must speak with you.' Upon hearing Remus's urgent tones, Albus opened the door, and Remus rode the Gargoyle Stairs up to the office. He walked in to find Ron Weasley sitting at the Headmaster's desk.
'What can I do for you Remus? Would you care for a toffee?'
'No, Headmaster. Severus has gone. He's been -'
'Summoned, yes I know.'
'How do you know? Did he tell you?' Remus asked, his pulse and worry dropping a bit.
'No, but five minutes ago I received a cry for help from someone who had been taken by Deatheaters.'
'As did I. But I'm not sure who it was.' Piped up Ron, with a clouded look of worry on his face. He stood up and walked over to Albus and Remus.
'Who did they take?' Asked Remus, fearing the answer.
'Ginny Weasley and Hermione Granger.'
While Remus watched with wide eyes, Ron fainted dead to the floor.
'Shit!' she thought. 'How long am I going to be stuck here before someone hears me? HELP!'
'I'll help you little girl.' A silken, disturbing voice came from behind her. She whirled around to see who it was. 'Oops. Too slow. I'm over here now.' Once again the voice came from behind her. She recognised the voice from having heard it somewhere before, but she found that she couldn't place the owner. She felt something brush against the back of her neck, then again across the back of her knees. She turned, and saw a tall dark imposing figure wearing a black Deatheater's cloak. The face was hooded and she couldn't see who it was. She looked up at the whole, her only possible escape.
'ACCIO WAND!!!' once again, her efforts were in vain.
'Looking for this, little girl?' the figure moved and removed her wand from a fold in his cloak. In a rush of movement he threw her wand to the ground and apparated the two of them out of there, giving her only enough time to call for help one last time.
................................ Remus Lupin, the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, was walking down the corridor, past the Potions classroom when he heard a loud groan, followed by a crash. He drew his wand and rushed into the classroom to find Snape sitting on the floor, propped up by the wall, clutching his left arm fiercely.
'Severus. Are you alright?' asked Remus, rushing to Snape's side.
'I'm fine. Just wonderful. I just love being in agony like this.' His voice, although strained with pain, was still dripping with sarcasm, which Remus chose to ignore.
'Do you want me to get Albus?'
'No. Just tell him that I've gone.'
Snape was gone before Remus could agree.
................................. He ran down the hallways, up and down staircases, through doors, his legs protesting to the onslaught of hurrying through such a varied track. He reached the Headmaster's office and began to bang on the door.
'Albus! Albus let me in! I must speak with you.' Upon hearing Remus's urgent tones, Albus opened the door, and Remus rode the Gargoyle Stairs up to the office. He walked in to find Ron Weasley sitting at the Headmaster's desk.
'What can I do for you Remus? Would you care for a toffee?'
'No, Headmaster. Severus has gone. He's been -'
'Summoned, yes I know.'
'How do you know? Did he tell you?' Remus asked, his pulse and worry dropping a bit.
'No, but five minutes ago I received a cry for help from someone who had been taken by Deatheaters.'
'As did I. But I'm not sure who it was.' Piped up Ron, with a clouded look of worry on his face. He stood up and walked over to Albus and Remus.
'Who did they take?' Asked Remus, fearing the answer.
'Ginny Weasley and Hermione Granger.'
While Remus watched with wide eyes, Ron fainted dead to the floor.