Chapter three: Recollections and pain.
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Snape's room was rather snug: there was nice four-posted bed with green curtains, of course, a little sofa, a bedside table and a cute table in the corner of the room. Hermione was impressed; in some minutes the girl said: - I'll have a shower, if you don't mind. It'll help me to collect my thoughts. - The door in the left corner leads to the bathroom, - and with that Snape made an indefinite gesture, seeming cold and unconcerned about her again. Hermione entered the bathroom and smiled to herself: the girl could never imagine that she'd be sharing a room with Severus Snape and that he'd take care of her and would held her so gently in his arms (this thought was unexpected!). In 10 minutes, as Hermione was ready to exit the bathroom, she suddenly realised that her clothes were left in her own room! Hermione braced up and entered the room, covering her body with a towel, which was short and hardly reached her knees. Snape was reading "The Prophet". - Hmm, - Hermione tried to catch his attention. - Can I help you, Miss Granger? – Snape asked wearily. - Severus... - she said, her voice trembling. - What the... - Snape was speechless for the first time. - Miss Granger, - his voice was icy, - when I said we'd live in the same room I didn't mean that you'd stroll around my room, only wearing a short towel... - I'm so sorry, professor. I didn't intend to... - she blushed. – My clothes are still in my room! I simply can't... - Oh, Merlin! Very well. I'll bring your "wardrobe" here! Snape disappeared with a crack. Hermione was alone. Suddenly a small photograph in a silver frame caught her attention. Hermione saw a young witch on the photo. The girl was very beautiful. She should be at least 19, but there was something childish about her face! Perhaps, it was because of her beautiful features, or her blue calm eyes, or ... her smile, charming smile! Very beautiful girl it was! In the meanwhile, Snape appeared in the room with a huge trunk. He caught sight of Hermione looking at the photo with admiration. - Hermione, - he called the girl, - your clothes are here! - Oh, yes, - she thanked Severus. In some minutes Hermione was in the room again, wearing a light dress. - Who is that? – she asked softly, pointing at the photo. - Whom are you talking about? – Snape asked - The girl on the photo. Who is she? – she repeated quietly. - She's Lani. – Severus answered curtly. - What an extraordinary name! - She was extraordinary too! – Hermione thought she'd heard Snape's voice trembling, but in a moment it was as cold and firm as ever. – We were a sort of friends at "Hogwarts". She was a fair Gryffindor. Potter, Black, Lupin and Evans were her best friends. I was rude and dark Slytherin. During the common detention Lani and me kissed and for the rest of the year we were meeting secretly. After "Hogwarts" I became a Death Eater. She tried to save me. She didn't abandon me, like the others. However, during a fight between Ministry workers (she was an Auror) and Death Eaters Voldemort killed her. Since then I became a spy for Dumbledore! That is my tale! There was a silence for some minutes. Hermione thought Severus loved Lani very much. Snape, however, thought he had his own psychologist now! He was the first to speak: - Tomorrow I'm attending a Conference of Wizards on different potions and potions making! I advise you to stay in the room. Just in case our burglars want to kidnap you too! – he added with sarcasm. After such a statement Hermione didn't feel for Snape any longer: - How dare you! I hate you! You are a bastard. – Hermione snapped. Even if Snape was stunned by such rudeness, he managed to keep the composure. The girl backed a bit and said in a apologetically voice: - May I go with you? I know, I know, - she mumbled as she saw his lip curling, - you think I'm still a student! Nevertheless, I've read Merlin's book about the potions! I've even practised a bit, - she added in a low voice. Snape was observing her with interest. - I can be useful. Severus said in his cold voice: - The best potions makers are invited to the Conference. Do you really think you can compete with them, you silly girl? - I beg you! If I make a mistake you'll show me the door. Obviously, the idea was dear to Snape, so he said: - Agreed. One mistake – and you leave my room. Furthermore, I'll test you before the Conference. I don't want you to fail in the public! I'll check your knowledge. Now. Hermione was getting nervous! She bit her lip and said: - I'm ready to answer your questions, Professor. - Oh no, - an evil smile was on his lips, - theory is not enough to become a master. You need to practise! Remember your Wandless magic, Miss Granger. The girl blushed again. Hermione felt that now he'd be cold and stern teacher and she'd be just an average student. Snape knew it was very important talk and he'd need all the respect he could have from his students. He wouldn't let her ask silly questions and interrupt him. - So, as I told you in your first year at "Hogwarts", Potions – is the most dangerous, but at the same time the most impressive branch of magic. - And now, - Snape said abruptly, - I'll see what you are able to do, Miss Granger! – With this he came to his little store, took out of it a little cauldron. With the wave of his wand on the stand in front of Hermione there appeared some ingredients of the potion: aquamarine, bezoar, salamanders' tails, algae. - Sit down, Miss Granger, - sitting near the cauldron. – In front of yourself you can see the components of the potion, which, I hope, you are able to brew without my assistance. Now, you are to name the potion, you are going to brew. - I think it's the Healing Draught, - Hermione mumbled insecure, watching Snape and waiting for the answer. - You are right, - Severus said coolly. – Of course, it can't heal you from all diseases, but it is very useful and fast to brew. The girl was listening attentively. - I want you to brew the Draught. We'll check it on you. As Hermione was adding to the potion salamanders' tails, her hands were shacking. Snape was amused with her fear. In 15 minutes the Draught was almost ready. Hermione added to it algae. However, as the ingredient reached the water, water boiled and hurt Hermione's hand. The hand was bleeding. Snape was pissed of: - You've never minded the rules! Show me your hand. I'll try to do something. – He touched her hand with a tip of his wand and the hand stopped bleeding.
- Thank you, - Hermione said quietly.
- I had to wait till the potion was ready and try it on your hand, -
Snape said acidly. In the meanwhile the potion was ready. When the aquamarine was added, the Draught started boiling, became blue coloured potion and was ready to be used. Hermione grabbed the cauldron in hurry and tried to hold it in her hands. Unfortunately, the cauldron was too heavy for her weak hands. She tried to place it on the stand, spilling a bit of the liquid. Suddenly she heard loud screams. It was Severus: - Blast! The silly girl! It's unbearable! The spilt drops had fallen on Snape's left forearm. The potion reached the Dark Mark. Severus was hardly coping with the pain. Hermione hurried to him:
- Let me help you, - but Severus barked: - OUT! GET OUT! I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU! GET OUT!
Hope you enjoyed! Sorry, for my language and mistakes! Forgive me! Please review which moments you liked best of all, so I can write the further story! See you, Nighthag!
Hi, everyone! I'm back from my holidays! I'm so happy to "see" you again. Hope you'll like the chapter, which is dedicated to Dracula5555, Willy, Miss Elvira, MoonAssassin13 and Tigermage! Read and Review!
Snape's room was rather snug: there was nice four-posted bed with green curtains, of course, a little sofa, a bedside table and a cute table in the corner of the room. Hermione was impressed; in some minutes the girl said: - I'll have a shower, if you don't mind. It'll help me to collect my thoughts. - The door in the left corner leads to the bathroom, - and with that Snape made an indefinite gesture, seeming cold and unconcerned about her again. Hermione entered the bathroom and smiled to herself: the girl could never imagine that she'd be sharing a room with Severus Snape and that he'd take care of her and would held her so gently in his arms (this thought was unexpected!). In 10 minutes, as Hermione was ready to exit the bathroom, she suddenly realised that her clothes were left in her own room! Hermione braced up and entered the room, covering her body with a towel, which was short and hardly reached her knees. Snape was reading "The Prophet". - Hmm, - Hermione tried to catch his attention. - Can I help you, Miss Granger? – Snape asked wearily. - Severus... - she said, her voice trembling. - What the... - Snape was speechless for the first time. - Miss Granger, - his voice was icy, - when I said we'd live in the same room I didn't mean that you'd stroll around my room, only wearing a short towel... - I'm so sorry, professor. I didn't intend to... - she blushed. – My clothes are still in my room! I simply can't... - Oh, Merlin! Very well. I'll bring your "wardrobe" here! Snape disappeared with a crack. Hermione was alone. Suddenly a small photograph in a silver frame caught her attention. Hermione saw a young witch on the photo. The girl was very beautiful. She should be at least 19, but there was something childish about her face! Perhaps, it was because of her beautiful features, or her blue calm eyes, or ... her smile, charming smile! Very beautiful girl it was! In the meanwhile, Snape appeared in the room with a huge trunk. He caught sight of Hermione looking at the photo with admiration. - Hermione, - he called the girl, - your clothes are here! - Oh, yes, - she thanked Severus. In some minutes Hermione was in the room again, wearing a light dress. - Who is that? – she asked softly, pointing at the photo. - Whom are you talking about? – Snape asked - The girl on the photo. Who is she? – she repeated quietly. - She's Lani. – Severus answered curtly. - What an extraordinary name! - She was extraordinary too! – Hermione thought she'd heard Snape's voice trembling, but in a moment it was as cold and firm as ever. – We were a sort of friends at "Hogwarts". She was a fair Gryffindor. Potter, Black, Lupin and Evans were her best friends. I was rude and dark Slytherin. During the common detention Lani and me kissed and for the rest of the year we were meeting secretly. After "Hogwarts" I became a Death Eater. She tried to save me. She didn't abandon me, like the others. However, during a fight between Ministry workers (she was an Auror) and Death Eaters Voldemort killed her. Since then I became a spy for Dumbledore! That is my tale! There was a silence for some minutes. Hermione thought Severus loved Lani very much. Snape, however, thought he had his own psychologist now! He was the first to speak: - Tomorrow I'm attending a Conference of Wizards on different potions and potions making! I advise you to stay in the room. Just in case our burglars want to kidnap you too! – he added with sarcasm. After such a statement Hermione didn't feel for Snape any longer: - How dare you! I hate you! You are a bastard. – Hermione snapped. Even if Snape was stunned by such rudeness, he managed to keep the composure. The girl backed a bit and said in a apologetically voice: - May I go with you? I know, I know, - she mumbled as she saw his lip curling, - you think I'm still a student! Nevertheless, I've read Merlin's book about the potions! I've even practised a bit, - she added in a low voice. Snape was observing her with interest. - I can be useful. Severus said in his cold voice: - The best potions makers are invited to the Conference. Do you really think you can compete with them, you silly girl? - I beg you! If I make a mistake you'll show me the door. Obviously, the idea was dear to Snape, so he said: - Agreed. One mistake – and you leave my room. Furthermore, I'll test you before the Conference. I don't want you to fail in the public! I'll check your knowledge. Now. Hermione was getting nervous! She bit her lip and said: - I'm ready to answer your questions, Professor. - Oh no, - an evil smile was on his lips, - theory is not enough to become a master. You need to practise! Remember your Wandless magic, Miss Granger. The girl blushed again. Hermione felt that now he'd be cold and stern teacher and she'd be just an average student. Snape knew it was very important talk and he'd need all the respect he could have from his students. He wouldn't let her ask silly questions and interrupt him. - So, as I told you in your first year at "Hogwarts", Potions – is the most dangerous, but at the same time the most impressive branch of magic. - And now, - Snape said abruptly, - I'll see what you are able to do, Miss Granger! – With this he came to his little store, took out of it a little cauldron. With the wave of his wand on the stand in front of Hermione there appeared some ingredients of the potion: aquamarine, bezoar, salamanders' tails, algae. - Sit down, Miss Granger, - sitting near the cauldron. – In front of yourself you can see the components of the potion, which, I hope, you are able to brew without my assistance. Now, you are to name the potion, you are going to brew. - I think it's the Healing Draught, - Hermione mumbled insecure, watching Snape and waiting for the answer. - You are right, - Severus said coolly. – Of course, it can't heal you from all diseases, but it is very useful and fast to brew. The girl was listening attentively. - I want you to brew the Draught. We'll check it on you. As Hermione was adding to the potion salamanders' tails, her hands were shacking. Snape was amused with her fear. In 15 minutes the Draught was almost ready. Hermione added to it algae. However, as the ingredient reached the water, water boiled and hurt Hermione's hand. The hand was bleeding. Snape was pissed of: - You've never minded the rules! Show me your hand. I'll try to do something. – He touched her hand with a tip of his wand and the hand stopped bleeding.
- Thank you, - Hermione said quietly.
- I had to wait till the potion was ready and try it on your hand, -
Snape said acidly. In the meanwhile the potion was ready. When the aquamarine was added, the Draught started boiling, became blue coloured potion and was ready to be used. Hermione grabbed the cauldron in hurry and tried to hold it in her hands. Unfortunately, the cauldron was too heavy for her weak hands. She tried to place it on the stand, spilling a bit of the liquid. Suddenly she heard loud screams. It was Severus: - Blast! The silly girl! It's unbearable! The spilt drops had fallen on Snape's left forearm. The potion reached the Dark Mark. Severus was hardly coping with the pain. Hermione hurried to him:
- Let me help you, - but Severus barked: - OUT! GET OUT! I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU! GET OUT!
Hope you enjoyed! Sorry, for my language and mistakes! Forgive me! Please review which moments you liked best of all, so I can write the further story! See you, Nighthag!