Chapter Two - Memories Are Sour, Revenge Is sweet

Drucial sat in her room and waited for her father. She knew that he would come in and shout at her for what she had said to the reporters. But she didn't care. Why should she? How dare they question her father when he had just lost his life partner. What kind of sick idiot did that? But it wasn't her father that first entered the room.

Severus walked in and sat down beside his granddaughter. She glanced at him but said nothing and for a long while there was silence between them. She caved first, bursting into tears and curling into Severus chest. Severus shushed her and stroked her wild black hair.

/When your day in long, and the night, and the night is your alone/

/When you're sure you've had enough, of this life, hang on/

Her tears quickly subsided and she pulled back, staring at Severus through what had become trademark worthy cold eyes. "Who did it? Who killed my dad?" she asked softly.

"I would rather not say. I fear that you will do something quite stupid, you are too much like your parents to be told." Severus said, and both of them knew that every word was right. It was obvious from the rage that burned in her eyes.

"I would rather hear it from you here and now than from a newspaper tomorrow." She said tactfully. Severus couldn't deny that she indeed had the best traits of the wizarding world. The slyness of a Slytherin and the bravery of a Griffindor. He could barely wait for her to go to Hogwarts.

"At least if you find out tomorrow there will be little you can do. You will be on your way to Hogwarts and once there you will be under constant surveillance no doubt." He said, countering what she had hoped would win her the answer she wanted.

She remained silent for a moment before she looked up at him, feeling sorrowful again. "It hurts." She said softly and she curled into him again.

/Don't let yourself go, because everybody cries/

/And everybody hurts, sometimes/

"A spell." She said suddenly, pulling away from Severus and looking at him. "There's a spell that can bring him back, you must know it, you can do it for me!"

"No Drucial. I can't do that. It wouldn't be Harry, it would be something dark."

"But you can do it, I know you can! He was taken from me and now I want him back, I have never asked you for anything, I have never asked you for spells, but do this for me. You can bring him back, I know you can bring him bak. Please do this for me! Please... please..." she trailed off and started crying again. No amount of begging was going to get Severus to change him mind and she knew it.

"Get some rest. We'll talk more tomorrow." Severus said, stoking the side of her face before leaving the room. Pastel green eyes followed him to the door.

"Wait!" she called out, and Severus looked back. "Will I get to see him again?" she asked.

"No little one. I'm sorry. They never found his body... it was a very bad fight..." Severus said, and left the room to evade further questioning.

"I've had enough of people telling me things aren't possible! This is wrong! You are wrong! There has to be a way I can bring him back." Drucial scowled to herself.

/Sometimes, sometimes everything is wrong, when your day is night hold on/

/If you're sure you've had to much, of this life, well hang on/

She grabbed a pinch of flu powder and threw it into the fire. "Hermione Granger" she said softly and instantly Hermione appeared. "I need you auntie Hermione." Drucial whimpered. Within second Hermione was by her side. She threw herself into her aunts arms and cried until she was choking on her tears.

"It'll be alright. You have to look after your father Dru, think how he must feel." Hermione said, fighting her own tears, determined to stay strong for Drucial's sake. "He'll need you to take care of him."

Drucial nodded silently. "I will, I'll take care of both of them. And I want you to help me."

Hermione nodded with a slight smile for her niece. She thought for a moment on what she had said. "Hold on... both of them?"

"Yeah. Father and the baby."

/Because everybody hurts, sometimes, take comfort in a friend/

/Sometimes, and every body hurts/

"Everybody Hurts" by "REM"