Chapter 6
Disclaimer: I, nor does any other than J.K.Rowling, Bloomsbury, and Scholastic, own Harry Potter or related indicia. I do not plan to make any money and no copyright is being infringed.
Author's note: Wow, I am surprised greatly that everyone wants me to continue this. I thank all of my reviewers and I hope you enjoy this chapter! Please review, Rose Eva.
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Hermione had her head in the crook of Severus' neck and she was crying. Severus was stunned. He couldn't believe in what happened and he wasn't only worried for Hermione, but for himself. Hogwarts rules were strict and though he didn't directly break one, he was sure that he would lose his job and Hermione might risk expulsion.
"Don't worry," he said soothingly whilst patting her on the back. On the outside he was as calm as ever but his insides were churning with disbelief and fear. "It will be okay."
"Oh, God," said Hermione in between sobs. Severus was going to open his mouth when he heard a knock on the door and nearly jumped out of his skin.
"Er, come in," he said awkwardly. Severus knew without a doubt that it would be Professor Dumbledore. And he was right. The old man walked in a surveyed the scene with a twinkle in his eye.
"So, I see that your relationship with Ms. Granger was made public today?" Albus asked, not upset, but also not happy.
"Sir, Mr. Weasley walked in and thought he saw something when really..." Severus started but was interrupted by the headmaster.
"Severus, my dear boy, I know and have known, what is going on between you and Hermione. I was just checking up on the both of you," the professor said calmly.
"You mean," Hermione started. "You knew and I'm not expelled?"
"Yes, that is right Ms. Granger," he said. Upon seeing her look of disbelief he added, wisely, "In the wizarding world you can not choose who you fall in love with. It happens."
"Yes sir," Severus said. "Maybe Hermione should go back to Gryffindor tower to avoid awkwardness." Hermione snorted and simply said "Ginny".
"Yes, and I must make it clear that Hermione is not to leave the Gryffindor tower without return or mention as to where she is going," Albus said. "It is a hazardous thing to do. Injury can always come unexpected around this castle. It is the magical world."
"Yes sir," Hermione said meekly.
"I will let Hermione stay here tonight because it is probably too soon for her to go back t the Gryffindor tower. I am sure you have plenty to talk about," said the old man with his powerful old eyes staring at Severus. Almost saying 'Tread carefully'. "Good night."
The Headmaster exited the room and Hermione went to the bad to lay down and think about the events of the day. When Severus went to lie beside her she moved into him, feeling and needing the heat off of his body.
"I love you," she said tiredly.
"I love you too," he replied before the pair drifted off into an uneasy sleep.
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In the Gryffindor tower everyone was in awe. Harry sat on the couch staring at the fire without blinking. Ron was blowing up his parchment into pieces and Ginny was just in awe, trying to stop Ron's rampage. Finally he broke the silence.
"What the hell does he see in her?"
"Ron," Ginny said. "You should know that you don't choose who you love! Look at me and Tom. Do you think that should have happened because I sure as hell don't! But it did and he's gone now. But if you can deal with that you should be able to understand what Hermione's going through!" Ginny sat down, her face red with anger, and her eyes filled with tears.
"Argh! It's just, it seems so wrong!" Ron shouted, but inside he knew that Ginny was right.
"But it also seems right," Harry said quietly, rising from his chair and leaving the tower.
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Hermione and Severus woke up early the next morning because it was still part of the school week and they both still had to attend classes. After a hurried good bye, Hermione left Severus' quarters to go into the Great Hall. But she had the misfortune of running into some older seventh year Slytherins.
"Granger," one of them called out. Hermione turned to meet face to face with a tall boy, around the age of seventeen. He had dark blonde hair and piercing hazel eyes.
"What?" she said, her tone icy and dangerous. The boy looked her up and down before replying. "I was just wondering what the head of Slytherin sees in a pathetic mudblood like you?" The other Slytherins laughed and one of them grabbed her and pulled Hermione into one of the abandoned classrooms.
"Well," said the other boy, with brown hair and dark black eyes. "Let's find out." The final boy, the shortest of the group shut the door and put a silencing charm on it. Hermione tried to struggle but she couldn't reach her wand.
"Leave me alone!" she shouted but they just laughed. The tallest one with the dark blonde hair shoved her onto one of the desks and started to rub her thigh gently.
"Hmm," he said. "For a mudblood your skin is quite soft." She squirmed but they put a charm on her to stop her. She was defenseless. She couldn't scream or protect her. She couldn't even cry.
The other boy with the dark stare walked over to her and started to unbutton her shirt slowly, making it pain her every time his fingers bushed up against her fair skin. Inside she was screaming with misery. She couldn't remember what happened next. All she remembered was hearing the door slam over and have a force knock the boys to their sides. She couldn't remember that this mysterious person picked her up and carried her to the hospital wing, gasping for help. All she knew was what she saw up to the moment when she passed out.
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Harry just left Gryffindor tower. When he left he saw amazed faces staring at him but he didn't care. He knew he was right. 'I need to find him,' Harry thought and then raced down into the dungeons.
It was dark and the dungeons were empty. Harry went down a hall that lead further down into the dark tunnels of the castle until he heard faint noises. It was a piano. Harry walked towards the sound until he was sure of where it was. He found the door and slammed it open, looking around the room.
"Draco, we need to talk," Harry said. No one knew, but Harry and Draco were becoming good friends and maybe even more. It started in the beginning of the year when he heard about Draco's mother dying. Ever since Harry confronted Draco, they had become best of friends. Sometimes more so than Ron and Harry. Every night they would come to this secret room to talk or just be alone. Harry was training Draco to fight the death eaters. They told Professor Dumbledore about this and he accepted it and said he knew that it was bound to happen. "The Phoenix and the Serpent have always felt a bond of magic for each other. Their powers complete the other's," said the wise man.
"What Harry?" he asked, still playing the piano with grace and dignity. Draco found it relieving to play music.
"Hermione and Snape. They are together. They are in love," Harry said quickly.
"What?" Draco responded, instantly ceasing his piece of music. "Are you sure?" When Harry nodded Draco continued. "She isn't safe. The Slytherins will be after her blood. Their parents raised them to hate. I still find it hard to accept her."
"Yeah, she's been acting odd and Ron dragged me to his room and we found them there. I wasn't surprised though. In a way I was relieved."
"Well, yes, they found their soul mates. I am sure they won't get into trouble because love is something even magic can not control," Draco said. "But I think you should keep an eye on her."
"Okay," he said. For the remainder of the night they talked about the how the rest of the school would act and compared their theories. They talked about this for the rest of the night until at about six o' clock in the morning they heard a loud thump on the floor above them. Right outside where Severus' room would be.
"Oh God," Draco said before grabbing Harry's arm and running out of the room. They ran up a flight of stairs and uncealed the door at the exact moment that one of Draco's housemates was pulling her skirt up.
"Stop!" Harry yelled and aimed a spell at all of the boys making them fall to the floor. He picked up Hermione when she passed out and ran her to the hospital wing with Draco at his side.
"Madam Pomfrey!" Draco screamed. "We need you now!" Harry took Hermione over to a bed and laid her on it gently. The nurse ran over to her promptly.
"Oh dear God, what happened?" she asked.
"We don't know," Harry said breathless. "We were talking when we heard a noise in the room above us so we went in and saw Hermione laying on a table with a group of Slytherin seventh years by her."
"Oh my!" she said. She was thinking what Harry and Draco was too afraid to voice. Hermione was raped.
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Author's note: This was a very dark chapter for me to write and I hope it's okay. Please review and tell me if I should do a H/D? I might not.
Disclaimer: I, nor does any other than J.K.Rowling, Bloomsbury, and Scholastic, own Harry Potter or related indicia. I do not plan to make any money and no copyright is being infringed.
Author's note: Wow, I am surprised greatly that everyone wants me to continue this. I thank all of my reviewers and I hope you enjoy this chapter! Please review, Rose Eva.
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Hermione had her head in the crook of Severus' neck and she was crying. Severus was stunned. He couldn't believe in what happened and he wasn't only worried for Hermione, but for himself. Hogwarts rules were strict and though he didn't directly break one, he was sure that he would lose his job and Hermione might risk expulsion.
"Don't worry," he said soothingly whilst patting her on the back. On the outside he was as calm as ever but his insides were churning with disbelief and fear. "It will be okay."
"Oh, God," said Hermione in between sobs. Severus was going to open his mouth when he heard a knock on the door and nearly jumped out of his skin.
"Er, come in," he said awkwardly. Severus knew without a doubt that it would be Professor Dumbledore. And he was right. The old man walked in a surveyed the scene with a twinkle in his eye.
"So, I see that your relationship with Ms. Granger was made public today?" Albus asked, not upset, but also not happy.
"Sir, Mr. Weasley walked in and thought he saw something when really..." Severus started but was interrupted by the headmaster.
"Severus, my dear boy, I know and have known, what is going on between you and Hermione. I was just checking up on the both of you," the professor said calmly.
"You mean," Hermione started. "You knew and I'm not expelled?"
"Yes, that is right Ms. Granger," he said. Upon seeing her look of disbelief he added, wisely, "In the wizarding world you can not choose who you fall in love with. It happens."
"Yes sir," Severus said. "Maybe Hermione should go back to Gryffindor tower to avoid awkwardness." Hermione snorted and simply said "Ginny".
"Yes, and I must make it clear that Hermione is not to leave the Gryffindor tower without return or mention as to where she is going," Albus said. "It is a hazardous thing to do. Injury can always come unexpected around this castle. It is the magical world."
"Yes sir," Hermione said meekly.
"I will let Hermione stay here tonight because it is probably too soon for her to go back t the Gryffindor tower. I am sure you have plenty to talk about," said the old man with his powerful old eyes staring at Severus. Almost saying 'Tread carefully'. "Good night."
The Headmaster exited the room and Hermione went to the bad to lay down and think about the events of the day. When Severus went to lie beside her she moved into him, feeling and needing the heat off of his body.
"I love you," she said tiredly.
"I love you too," he replied before the pair drifted off into an uneasy sleep.
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In the Gryffindor tower everyone was in awe. Harry sat on the couch staring at the fire without blinking. Ron was blowing up his parchment into pieces and Ginny was just in awe, trying to stop Ron's rampage. Finally he broke the silence.
"What the hell does he see in her?"
"Ron," Ginny said. "You should know that you don't choose who you love! Look at me and Tom. Do you think that should have happened because I sure as hell don't! But it did and he's gone now. But if you can deal with that you should be able to understand what Hermione's going through!" Ginny sat down, her face red with anger, and her eyes filled with tears.
"Argh! It's just, it seems so wrong!" Ron shouted, but inside he knew that Ginny was right.
"But it also seems right," Harry said quietly, rising from his chair and leaving the tower.
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Hermione and Severus woke up early the next morning because it was still part of the school week and they both still had to attend classes. After a hurried good bye, Hermione left Severus' quarters to go into the Great Hall. But she had the misfortune of running into some older seventh year Slytherins.
"Granger," one of them called out. Hermione turned to meet face to face with a tall boy, around the age of seventeen. He had dark blonde hair and piercing hazel eyes.
"What?" she said, her tone icy and dangerous. The boy looked her up and down before replying. "I was just wondering what the head of Slytherin sees in a pathetic mudblood like you?" The other Slytherins laughed and one of them grabbed her and pulled Hermione into one of the abandoned classrooms.
"Well," said the other boy, with brown hair and dark black eyes. "Let's find out." The final boy, the shortest of the group shut the door and put a silencing charm on it. Hermione tried to struggle but she couldn't reach her wand.
"Leave me alone!" she shouted but they just laughed. The tallest one with the dark blonde hair shoved her onto one of the desks and started to rub her thigh gently.
"Hmm," he said. "For a mudblood your skin is quite soft." She squirmed but they put a charm on her to stop her. She was defenseless. She couldn't scream or protect her. She couldn't even cry.
The other boy with the dark stare walked over to her and started to unbutton her shirt slowly, making it pain her every time his fingers bushed up against her fair skin. Inside she was screaming with misery. She couldn't remember what happened next. All she remembered was hearing the door slam over and have a force knock the boys to their sides. She couldn't remember that this mysterious person picked her up and carried her to the hospital wing, gasping for help. All she knew was what she saw up to the moment when she passed out.
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Harry just left Gryffindor tower. When he left he saw amazed faces staring at him but he didn't care. He knew he was right. 'I need to find him,' Harry thought and then raced down into the dungeons.
It was dark and the dungeons were empty. Harry went down a hall that lead further down into the dark tunnels of the castle until he heard faint noises. It was a piano. Harry walked towards the sound until he was sure of where it was. He found the door and slammed it open, looking around the room.
"Draco, we need to talk," Harry said. No one knew, but Harry and Draco were becoming good friends and maybe even more. It started in the beginning of the year when he heard about Draco's mother dying. Ever since Harry confronted Draco, they had become best of friends. Sometimes more so than Ron and Harry. Every night they would come to this secret room to talk or just be alone. Harry was training Draco to fight the death eaters. They told Professor Dumbledore about this and he accepted it and said he knew that it was bound to happen. "The Phoenix and the Serpent have always felt a bond of magic for each other. Their powers complete the other's," said the wise man.
"What Harry?" he asked, still playing the piano with grace and dignity. Draco found it relieving to play music.
"Hermione and Snape. They are together. They are in love," Harry said quickly.
"What?" Draco responded, instantly ceasing his piece of music. "Are you sure?" When Harry nodded Draco continued. "She isn't safe. The Slytherins will be after her blood. Their parents raised them to hate. I still find it hard to accept her."
"Yeah, she's been acting odd and Ron dragged me to his room and we found them there. I wasn't surprised though. In a way I was relieved."
"Well, yes, they found their soul mates. I am sure they won't get into trouble because love is something even magic can not control," Draco said. "But I think you should keep an eye on her."
"Okay," he said. For the remainder of the night they talked about the how the rest of the school would act and compared their theories. They talked about this for the rest of the night until at about six o' clock in the morning they heard a loud thump on the floor above them. Right outside where Severus' room would be.
"Oh God," Draco said before grabbing Harry's arm and running out of the room. They ran up a flight of stairs and uncealed the door at the exact moment that one of Draco's housemates was pulling her skirt up.
"Stop!" Harry yelled and aimed a spell at all of the boys making them fall to the floor. He picked up Hermione when she passed out and ran her to the hospital wing with Draco at his side.
"Madam Pomfrey!" Draco screamed. "We need you now!" Harry took Hermione over to a bed and laid her on it gently. The nurse ran over to her promptly.
"Oh dear God, what happened?" she asked.
"We don't know," Harry said breathless. "We were talking when we heard a noise in the room above us so we went in and saw Hermione laying on a table with a group of Slytherin seventh years by her."
"Oh my!" she said. She was thinking what Harry and Draco was too afraid to voice. Hermione was raped.
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Author's note: This was a very dark chapter for me to write and I hope it's okay. Please review and tell me if I should do a H/D? I might not.