It was too dark; I couldn't see a thing. Why had I been so stupid to not
bring a flashlight or a candle or my wand? I tripped over a loose stone on
the floor and fell face forward, heading straight for the floor. But
someone caught me, someone with strong hands. The person swept me off my
feet and held me in his arms.
"Who are you?" I whispered softly to the person.
"Quiet," was all he said. I couldn't figure out whose voice it was. But I obeyed and didn't speak.
I was scared. Too scared to speak. Even if he hadn't told me not to speak I wouldn't have anyways. I wanted to be put down. But, I also didn't want to be put down. I felt so safe in these arms, so alive. I didn't feel like drowning myself in the lake anymore.
And then, all of a sudden I buried my head into the chest of this person and cried. I cried and cried, but made sure I did it softly. He put his head against mine and I felt him bringing me down stairs.
"Who are you?" I whispered.
"You don't want to know. Trust me." He whispered softly back.
"But I do. Please tell me."
"You'll be scared and you will hate me more than you already do."
"But how can I know that I hate you when I don't even know who you are. You sound nice enough. You caught me when I fell."
"I know that. I just happened to see you coming down the hallway, thanks to Potter's map I confiscated."
My back stiffened. This couldn't be who I thought it was... could it? Not... Not Snape. Snape? How... Wait... how... How could he know?
"Professor?" I said shakily.
"I told you that you didn't want to know who I was."
"But, you knew? You knew that I had a crush on you?"
"You did? Why I had no idea actually. I thought I was the only one who had a crush on you Ms. Granger."
We had come to a stop. He kicked a door open and walked inside. He closed it with his foot and set me down on something hard, a desk probably. I had an idea of where we were. I was thinking his classroom, and when he made the torches come alive I was right.
He got closer to me and said, "where were you headed Hermione?"
"The lake sir. I was going to drown myself and end this pain and misery. It's all to much. I just cant handle it anymore."
"You were going to commit suicide? That's completely idiotic. You are a beautiful woman and I wouldn't want you to die."
"Who are you?" I whispered softly to the person.
"Quiet," was all he said. I couldn't figure out whose voice it was. But I obeyed and didn't speak.
I was scared. Too scared to speak. Even if he hadn't told me not to speak I wouldn't have anyways. I wanted to be put down. But, I also didn't want to be put down. I felt so safe in these arms, so alive. I didn't feel like drowning myself in the lake anymore.
And then, all of a sudden I buried my head into the chest of this person and cried. I cried and cried, but made sure I did it softly. He put his head against mine and I felt him bringing me down stairs.
"Who are you?" I whispered.
"You don't want to know. Trust me." He whispered softly back.
"But I do. Please tell me."
"You'll be scared and you will hate me more than you already do."
"But how can I know that I hate you when I don't even know who you are. You sound nice enough. You caught me when I fell."
"I know that. I just happened to see you coming down the hallway, thanks to Potter's map I confiscated."
My back stiffened. This couldn't be who I thought it was... could it? Not... Not Snape. Snape? How... Wait... how... How could he know?
"Professor?" I said shakily.
"I told you that you didn't want to know who I was."
"But, you knew? You knew that I had a crush on you?"
"You did? Why I had no idea actually. I thought I was the only one who had a crush on you Ms. Granger."
We had come to a stop. He kicked a door open and walked inside. He closed it with his foot and set me down on something hard, a desk probably. I had an idea of where we were. I was thinking his classroom, and when he made the torches come alive I was right.
He got closer to me and said, "where were you headed Hermione?"
"The lake sir. I was going to drown myself and end this pain and misery. It's all to much. I just cant handle it anymore."
"You were going to commit suicide? That's completely idiotic. You are a beautiful woman and I wouldn't want you to die."