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Fallen Into The Darkest Abyss

- Kyla M Miller, 2004

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This story was inspired by the following quote :

"Everytime we talk seems insignificant to a simple passerby, but to us it is the reason we awaken to life." Insignificant to a Passerby, a song by Kiy.

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Warning : Although the author of this is only 13 herself, she must warn her readers that it contains strong violence, suggested rape, self-mutilation, and things of the such. Do not take this warning lightly.

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Disclaimer : Anything recognizable in this belongs to its respective owner (s). Thank you.

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This will be written in Severus Snape's point of view (1st person)

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Chapter One : Significance of a Simple Hello

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As I sat in my seat at the Head Table, after the sorting, I felt uneasy for some odd reason. And I knew it wasn't because Potter was in his 7th year either. I looked around the room, scanning for the case of my uneasiness, hoping it was a student. My eyes rested on Hermoine Granger.

She looked like a wreck. She looked sad and lonely, and she looked tired. Potter and Mr. Weasley weren't even paying attention to her. I shook it off, thinking I was delusional, and excused my self from the Head Table.

--Next Day, Breakfast--

I found myself looking down at Miss Granger again. She looked worse than yesterday, and I knew I wasn't delusional this time. She got up and left, Mr. Weasley and Potter not once looking her way. I waited for a moment, before leaving myself.

I caught up with her quickly and stopped her by tapping her shoulder. She swirled around slowly.

"Hello Miss Granger.." I started before she interrupted.

"Thank you Professor..." she told me. I didn't understand.

"For what, Miss Granger?" I asked.

"For being the first one to say Hello to me, much less anything else, in two months." she said before taking off. I was the first one to say anything to her since Voldemort was killed by Potter two months ago?

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Two weeks later-

I had noticed Miss Granger was looking better for a few days after I'd talked to her briefly, but she began getting worse than she was before. I hadn't realized how much worse. I should have known something was terribly wrong, when one of her potions in class, turned blood red instead of white.

On the second Friday since the students came back, when she didn't show up for Potions, I knew it was worse than I anticipated. I walked up to Minerva after my last class.

"Did Miss Granger show up for your class today?" I asked her. She looked surprised.

"No... that means she most likely didn't show up for any class at all." she replied. Then Potter and Mr. Weasley ran up to us.

"Professors! Hermoine left this in the Gryffindor Common room. It's spelled so only Professor Snape can read it according to the note at the top." Potter told us, handing me the letter.

I read it slowly, three times over, before reading it out loud to Minerva, Potter, and Mr. Weasley

'Professor Snape,

Since you are the only one who said hello. This is my goodbye. It's hard for me to write this. After I returned home for the summer after Harry beat Voldemort, things had changed. My parents divorced, and my dad moved to the United States. My mom got a boyfriend, who, while my mom was at work, began to rape me. He threatened me, saying he'd kill me and my closest friends if I told. Then I came back to Hogwarts, to find that my two best friends abandoned me for the Gryffindor sluts.

Last night, I got out of Hogwarts, and went to a medi-witch, to see why I felt sick, to find I was carrying the child of my mother's boyfriend, unwillingly I might add. So I'm saying this. The significance of your simple hello delayed my suicide by two weeks.

This shall be my final goodbye...

Hermoine Granger'

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A/N: How was it? Don't worry she's not dead. Anyway, please review, and I'll get Chapter 2 up by next Saturday.

Please review, whether it be for saying you liked chapter 1, hated chapter 1, or some tips or pointers.

Kyla