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Stolen Child
Chapter V
And I would be the one
The journey to the infirmary didn't seem to be as daunting as it had the previous day, and Snape kept a steady pace the entire time. He passed no one in the halls, and was thankful; glaring would have caused his head to throb even more that it already did. Absentmindedly he took another swig of the potion in his flask, his face screwing up into a grimace at the wretched taste.
He reached the top of the stairs, tugged at the waist of his robes to straiten them, tucked away his flask, and marched down the hall and into the infirmary. The room smelled of disinfecting and healing potions, not at all unpleasant, especially to Snape. He made his way across the room briskly, his eyes darting about for Madame Pomfrey. Instead he yet again found himself stopped in his tracks by Ms. Granger.
She was sitting up in her hospital bed, looking away from him, apparently oblivious to his presence. The sun coming in from the windows had turned her hair bright golden brown. It had been cut to just below her ears, apparently to remove the dreadlocks and knotted braids. Her skin was no longer tinged with deathly blue. Instead it was a delightful shade of medium tan. She had been dressed in a plain button up shirt, which didn't at all detract from her beau----
She was looking right at him. Snape cleared his throat and glowered at her. "Ms. Granger." He nodded in a polite, yet completely unfriendly way, waited for a moment for her to respond, and when she did not, he scowled at her and kept walking towards the back of the hospital wing, searching for Madame Pomfrey. The entire way he was quite aware of Hermione's eyes following him intently, and as much has he hated to admit it, he found it to be quite unsettling.
He finally found the nurse in the back storage room, rearranging her supplies, sleeves rolled up, and cheeks smudged with dust. "Madame Pomfrey."
"Ah, Severus, there you are, I was wondering when you'd come to visit Ms. Granger." Straitening up, and dusting her hands off on her apron, she smiled, though her eyes gave away just how worried she was.
"I see that you recognized her as well, then." He stated curtly. "And no, I haven't come for a visit." Snape folded his arms in front of him, fast becoming annoyed with her cheerful assumptions.
She smiled teasingly, ignoring his displeasure, her eyes gleaming as if she knew something that he didn't know, or wasn't willing to tell, and then brushed passed him, only to stop a foot away and turn around. "Gods, Severus, you positively reek!" Severus was quite taken aback, though on the outside he was completely calm, he had opened his mouth to snap back at her, when she continued. "You of all people should know the dangers of drinking pain relieving potions like water! Shame on you!" She glared at him reproachfully, though there was a hint of pity behind her stare, which aggravated him immensely.
She continued out of the storage room, Snape on her heals, and then stepped into a small office for a moment before producing his robes, neatly folded in a thick, black pile of wool. "You know, a little color never hurt anyone, Severus. Green would be nice." She smiled brightly, handing his robes over to him, ignoring his intense scowl. "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to attend to Miss Granger." Yet again she hurriedly brushed passed him in a flurry of robes and headed into the infirmary, and yet again he followed her, but this time he kept going after she had deviated from his intended path, and headed strait for the doors. He was a few steps away from his goal when he heard Poppy shout at him in alarm.
"Severus, STOP!"
He did so and slowly, cautiously turned to face her. She was staring at Hermione in utter disbelief, who, in turn, was staring blatantly at Snape, a look of disbelief, confusion, and something like faint recognition registering on her face.
"Walk back towards me." She kept her eyes on Hermione the entire time, and as he walked back towards the other end of the room, looking positively livid, Hermione continued to watch him, her expression never changing.
"Now stop again." Her voice was quite shaky this time.
Professor Snape stopped and so did Hermione's gaze.
"Simply amazing!" Madame Pomfrey exclaimed, finally looking at Snape.
"So the little urchin knows how to stare, exactly HOW is that amazing, Poppy?" He glowered at them both and made sure to look incredibly exasperated, even though he couldn't help but be at least slightly intrigued.
"That's the first time she's responded to anything, Severus." Madame Pomfrey waved her hand experimentally in front of Hermione's face, she'd didn't blink, and her eyes remained eerily transfixed on Snape. She snapped a few time, and the response was the same.
"Very cute, Ms. Granger. Now if you're quite finished with show and tell, Madame Pomfrey, I have a class to teach in ten minutes." Snape's voice was firm, but something inside of him was restless, worried, was Hermione's condition and response to him genuine, or simply childish insolence?
Poppy glared right back at him, but he could tell she was genuinely hurt over his lack of concern over her patient. "I'm sorry I kept you from your class, Professor Snape." And then she added under her breath, just loud enough for him to hear as he whirled around on his heels, to head back towards the doors, "Though you never snapped at your fire whiskey for it before." He pretended not to hear, pretended not to care, and continued on his journey back down into the dungeons.
: : : : : : : Zoe: thanks so much! I can't wait to see what happens, either :P *starts to pull balls with ideas written on them out of one of those big bingo basket thingies*
Winter Solstice: Thank you so much! Especially for correcting me! I feel so silly for that one! *LOL* I have read the books in a few months, and I've only heard his name, not seen it recently, so I'm really, REALLY grateful that someone pointed it out to me, my spell checker sure can't tell the difference! *L* (example spelling ideas from spell check: Bumble, fumble, stumble, etc, etc).
HunnySnowBunny: Thank you so much! ^_^ I'm glad you think he's snarky! The Snarkier the better if you ask me! ^_- .I was actually surprised by how hard he is the write *LOL* I'm like.awwww, c'mon, Snape! It aint that bad! *contemplates editing the 4th chapter to have him singing show tunes in the shower* j/k of course again, thank you SO much for the review! I literally dance every time I get one!
Sweetygirl420: Thank you! Don't worry, I will, I've been possessed by a fanfic demon! *LOL*
The Great and Masterful Yoda: TY! And yup, I'm going 2 upda8 , I promiz! ^_-
Jazzylady: don't worry, it'll get better soon, with all these reviews, my mood has gone no where but up! (seems like the fouler my mood, the angstier it gets :P )
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Stolen Child
Chapter V
And I would be the one
The journey to the infirmary didn't seem to be as daunting as it had the previous day, and Snape kept a steady pace the entire time. He passed no one in the halls, and was thankful; glaring would have caused his head to throb even more that it already did. Absentmindedly he took another swig of the potion in his flask, his face screwing up into a grimace at the wretched taste.
He reached the top of the stairs, tugged at the waist of his robes to straiten them, tucked away his flask, and marched down the hall and into the infirmary. The room smelled of disinfecting and healing potions, not at all unpleasant, especially to Snape. He made his way across the room briskly, his eyes darting about for Madame Pomfrey. Instead he yet again found himself stopped in his tracks by Ms. Granger.
She was sitting up in her hospital bed, looking away from him, apparently oblivious to his presence. The sun coming in from the windows had turned her hair bright golden brown. It had been cut to just below her ears, apparently to remove the dreadlocks and knotted braids. Her skin was no longer tinged with deathly blue. Instead it was a delightful shade of medium tan. She had been dressed in a plain button up shirt, which didn't at all detract from her beau----
She was looking right at him. Snape cleared his throat and glowered at her. "Ms. Granger." He nodded in a polite, yet completely unfriendly way, waited for a moment for her to respond, and when she did not, he scowled at her and kept walking towards the back of the hospital wing, searching for Madame Pomfrey. The entire way he was quite aware of Hermione's eyes following him intently, and as much has he hated to admit it, he found it to be quite unsettling.
He finally found the nurse in the back storage room, rearranging her supplies, sleeves rolled up, and cheeks smudged with dust. "Madame Pomfrey."
"Ah, Severus, there you are, I was wondering when you'd come to visit Ms. Granger." Straitening up, and dusting her hands off on her apron, she smiled, though her eyes gave away just how worried she was.
"I see that you recognized her as well, then." He stated curtly. "And no, I haven't come for a visit." Snape folded his arms in front of him, fast becoming annoyed with her cheerful assumptions.
She smiled teasingly, ignoring his displeasure, her eyes gleaming as if she knew something that he didn't know, or wasn't willing to tell, and then brushed passed him, only to stop a foot away and turn around. "Gods, Severus, you positively reek!" Severus was quite taken aback, though on the outside he was completely calm, he had opened his mouth to snap back at her, when she continued. "You of all people should know the dangers of drinking pain relieving potions like water! Shame on you!" She glared at him reproachfully, though there was a hint of pity behind her stare, which aggravated him immensely.
She continued out of the storage room, Snape on her heals, and then stepped into a small office for a moment before producing his robes, neatly folded in a thick, black pile of wool. "You know, a little color never hurt anyone, Severus. Green would be nice." She smiled brightly, handing his robes over to him, ignoring his intense scowl. "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to attend to Miss Granger." Yet again she hurriedly brushed passed him in a flurry of robes and headed into the infirmary, and yet again he followed her, but this time he kept going after she had deviated from his intended path, and headed strait for the doors. He was a few steps away from his goal when he heard Poppy shout at him in alarm.
"Severus, STOP!"
He did so and slowly, cautiously turned to face her. She was staring at Hermione in utter disbelief, who, in turn, was staring blatantly at Snape, a look of disbelief, confusion, and something like faint recognition registering on her face.
"Walk back towards me." She kept her eyes on Hermione the entire time, and as he walked back towards the other end of the room, looking positively livid, Hermione continued to watch him, her expression never changing.
"Now stop again." Her voice was quite shaky this time.
Professor Snape stopped and so did Hermione's gaze.
"Simply amazing!" Madame Pomfrey exclaimed, finally looking at Snape.
"So the little urchin knows how to stare, exactly HOW is that amazing, Poppy?" He glowered at them both and made sure to look incredibly exasperated, even though he couldn't help but be at least slightly intrigued.
"That's the first time she's responded to anything, Severus." Madame Pomfrey waved her hand experimentally in front of Hermione's face, she'd didn't blink, and her eyes remained eerily transfixed on Snape. She snapped a few time, and the response was the same.
"Very cute, Ms. Granger. Now if you're quite finished with show and tell, Madame Pomfrey, I have a class to teach in ten minutes." Snape's voice was firm, but something inside of him was restless, worried, was Hermione's condition and response to him genuine, or simply childish insolence?
Poppy glared right back at him, but he could tell she was genuinely hurt over his lack of concern over her patient. "I'm sorry I kept you from your class, Professor Snape." And then she added under her breath, just loud enough for him to hear as he whirled around on his heels, to head back towards the doors, "Though you never snapped at your fire whiskey for it before." He pretended not to hear, pretended not to care, and continued on his journey back down into the dungeons.
: : : : : : : Zoe: thanks so much! I can't wait to see what happens, either :P *starts to pull balls with ideas written on them out of one of those big bingo basket thingies*
Winter Solstice: Thank you so much! Especially for correcting me! I feel so silly for that one! *LOL* I have read the books in a few months, and I've only heard his name, not seen it recently, so I'm really, REALLY grateful that someone pointed it out to me, my spell checker sure can't tell the difference! *L* (example spelling ideas from spell check: Bumble, fumble, stumble, etc, etc).
HunnySnowBunny: Thank you so much! ^_^ I'm glad you think he's snarky! The Snarkier the better if you ask me! ^_- .I was actually surprised by how hard he is the write *LOL* I'm like.awwww, c'mon, Snape! It aint that bad! *contemplates editing the 4th chapter to have him singing show tunes in the shower* j/k of course again, thank you SO much for the review! I literally dance every time I get one!
Sweetygirl420: Thank you! Don't worry, I will, I've been possessed by a fanfic demon! *LOL*
The Great and Masterful Yoda: TY! And yup, I'm going 2 upda8 , I promiz! ^_-
Jazzylady: don't worry, it'll get better soon, with all these reviews, my mood has gone no where but up! (seems like the fouler my mood, the angstier it gets :P )
Theoretically insane: *jumps, looks around wildly* what?! Good?! Where!? J/k, thanks so much! ^_^ ^_^!!!