The Attack and Trust
The summer was going by quickly and still we had gotten no letter as to when Harry's interview with his lawyer was going to be. We all hoped that it would be over before the school year started but school was going to start in about three weeks.
Harry and his friends could always be found around the school. Harry and Ron had made a habit of going to the Quidditch field to fly on their broom while Hermione would watch them from the ground either reading a book or just watching.
Snape and I had started to work together more often. We never spoke about each other's past or what happened in Dumbledore's office. We had become very good friends. I found out the Snape and I saw the world in the same view. We both seemed to understand each other but we never talked about going beyond anything but friendship.
Today was one of the few days that Snape and me had gotten into a fight. He threw down the vial he was holding next to me and pushed past the cauldron of boiling potion.
"Why can't you just tell me? I should at least know. I can hear his screams every night when I past the Gryffindor tower. I should at least know what he is dreaming of!" Snape yelled in frustration. I shivered so dearly wanting to tell him by the look in his face. I knew about the screams in the night. Of the nightmares that now never stopped tutoring Harry.
Ever since he had come back to Hogwarts there was never a night he did not have nightmares. Some times I came in time to wake him up and sooth him. But most of the time he would scream himself awake in sweet. He had told me about the dreams the third time I came running into the tower by his screams. No longer did Harry Potter have nightmares of Voldermont but now he had nightmares of his own uncle.
I looked into Snape eyes and glared. "You know I can not tell you. It is not my right. It is Harry's. If he wanted you to know he would have told you. You think I do not know of his nightmares. Every night I wake up to his screams. I have not had a whole night's rest since coming here. So please forgive me for not showing you pity", I yelled back at him my anger rising.
I could not believe that we were having this fight again. It was to only thing that Snape and me did not agree on. He thought it was his right that he know what happened to Harry over the summer. I do not know the reason why he wanted to know and to tell the truth I really did not give a fuck why he thought it was in his right to know. All I knew was that I would rather die than tell him what happened with out asking Harry. And I knew for a fact that Harry would never agree to let Snape know.
Snape glared at me his eye like ice and I stared back. He took a threaten step toward me but I stood my ground. If he thought I would be threatened into telling him what he wanted to know he had another thing coming.
When he was close enough to me that I could feel his breath in my face I dropped down and kicked his legs from under him. The second he was on the ground was on top of him with my wand to his throat.
"Don't ever try that again Snape. You do not know how close I came to killing you. I have been in to many battles for you to think I could be scared of you. I am the daughter of Voldermont. And to think I would be afraid of you is laughable. The only person I am threatened by is my father. Now this is the last time we have this conversation", I hissed in his ear. My anger was like fire in my blood.
I could not believe that Snape would do something so low as to threaten me to know what happened to Harry. Now I knew that he truly did care about the boy who lived more than he lead on about. The whole showing of hating him was act. He really did care about Harry.
Slowly I stood up and walked out the room without looking back at the figure on the floor. I stalked threw the halls to my new home. My room was down a few stairs deeper inside the dungeons. The only light down my hallway was from a few torches. No pictures hung on these walls all the afraid of theses hallways. I never did find the reason why.
In front of my room was a large statue of a dragon made completely of a black stone. It was standing on its front legs with it claws extended and face held back in a snarl. Its eyes were made of rubies so they shined in the dim lit hall. I smiled at the statue it was all too much like me.
"Open up" I said to the dragon a wisp of smoke came from its mouth and it slide to the side revealing a doorway. Opening my door I walked into my room. As soon as you walked into the room you came to the sitting room. I had a desk on the left wall next to the desk was a large bookcase covered in potion books and books of the dark arts. In the center of the room was a huge black couch with two rocking chairs to the side. In front of the couch and rocking chairs was a large marble fireplace burning brightly.
Walking across the room was the doors that lead to my bedroom. My favorite part of my room. It had a huge canopy bed in the center of the room covered with reds and blacks with huge pillows. To the right of the bed was a huge walk in closet for all my clothes. In front of the bed was my bathroom.
Sighing I walked straight to it, shedding my clothes to the floor as I walked over to it. As soon as you walked into the bathroom it was like you were sent to the Amazon. The shower was a waterfall falling into a large lake. On the side of the lake were huge flowers and trees. The smell of the forest made a smile come to my face.
I jumped into the water and swam up the waterfall. I needed to wash away all the anger I felt after the fight with Snape. The water was cool against my skin soon making me forget about the anger that I had felt.
I reached up into the rocks next to me and found my soap and began to take a bath. Just when I was done and I stepped out from under the waterfall did I hear the screams. The high fear full shrill screams from somewhere. I knew at once whose voice it belonged to. Hermione Grangar.
Quickly I jumped out of the lake grabbing my robe and shawl as I ran out to the room. I ignored the cold air of the dungeon as I pulled the robe around my wet body and wrapping the shawl around my face. I followed the screams to somewhere deep inside the dungeons.
When the screams stopped I picked up the pace. Fear for the sweet girls life made my heart pound. Finally I broke around the corner to see a pasted out Hermione begin dragged by a death eater. He had dark brown hair with light brown eyes. He just threw down a vial to the floor when I came around the corner. Not even thinking I rushed him knocking him into the wall. Pulling the shadow powers around me I shoved them into his mind.
"You failed Voldermont. You did not see me save Hermione Grangar. That fool Dumbledore stopped you. And in the struggle you dropped the vial of potion you were to use. You just barely got away from Dumbledore and now you are going to Lord Voldermont to tell him that you failed ", I hastily said erasing him memory of my attack.
Still holding onto him mind I dragged Hermione's sleeping body around the corner. When I was sure that he could not see me did I let go of his mind. When the sound of the mans feet were gone I ran over to the floor and picked up the vial and put it in my bathrobes pocket. Then I picked up Hermione's body and ran.
I ran into Snape's office to find him sitting at him desk with his hands in his hair. I cleared my throat making him realize that I was there. His head shot up with anger in his eyes but when he saw Hermione's body they filled with shock.
"What happened?" he quickly said as he jumped up from his desk and walked over to me. I walked over to him and laid her down on top of the desk. "She was attacked by a death eater in the halls. He gave her some kind of potion before I was able to get to her. I have the vial", I said and pulled the vial from the pocket of my robe.
Opening the top I smelled the contents. The smell was unmistakable. It was the sap of Tordeken flower. I knew its powers all to well. The death eater would use this sap on young woman that they wanted. The sap would make the woman have to reproduce at once. If the woman did not have sex in an hour in would send poison threw her body slowly killing her. If she did not get the counter-potion in time she would die a slow and pain full death.
I had seen the potion work. And I still had nightmares about it. I turned to Snape with a blank face. "Please tell me you have the counter- potion for the sap to the Tordeken flower" my voice hollow not wanting to show my true emotion. In the inside I was shacking with fear for the poor girl that I gotten to know so well over the summer.
Snape quickly ran from the room his robes bellowing behind him and came back with a vial in his hands with a smile on his face. He picked up Hermione's head from the desk and put the vial to her lips. Pinching her nose he made he swallow.
Slowly her eyes fluttered open and I sighed in relief. She looked in between Snape and I with a confused look on her face. I knew she did not know why she was here. Thankfully one of the affects of the counter-potion is short-term memory loss taking away the memory as to what happened to you. So I quickly made up a lie.
"You gave me scare Hermione. Falling down those stairs like that. I had to take you to Snape cause he was the closet healer at the time. How do you feel?" I asked in a sweat voice. She looked at me strangely but shock her head. "I'm fine. I just have a headache" she said and put a hand to her head.
"Well then I think you should go to bed and rest for a while to be on the safe side, all right? So off you go", I said helping her to her feet. She gave me a grateful smile and ran for the door. Before she left she turned around. "Thank you Professor Snape", she said and then raced out the door.
"That was close. I barely saved her in time. I better go and tell Dumbledore about this", I said softly and started to walk out the door. I just realized that all I had one was my bathrobe and my shawl. And my wet body made the robe stick to me like a second skin. Plus Snape's office was a bit old. I turned to walk to the door when I felt a strong hand hold my shoulder. I spun around to find Snape holding my shoulder with a slight color of pink on his cheeks.
"I wanted to tell you that I am sorry for being such an ass today. I respect that you do not want to tell me what happened to Harry", he said not looking in my eyes. I knew that it was really hard for him to apologize. I had to make him understand that it was not that I did not want to tell him but I just couldn't. I had to make him understand.
"Snape, it is not that I can not tell you it is that I can not. It is Harry's right to tell everyone what happened, not mine. You don't understand how much I want to tell you. It would help me stop the nightmares that I have But I cannot. Please understand." I said almost pleading with him. Now we both we staring at each other.
Suddenly understanding came into his eyes. And something inside me loosened. "I understand" he said softly and smiled at me. I sighed happy that he finally understood. I smiled at him with my eyes. I still had my shawl on. He smiled and he turned away silently telling me to go.
I turned to leave and said underneath my breath "You don't know how happy that makes me." I left just in time to not see a very surprised Severus Snape turn to the door.
(That is the end to that chapter. I know it is a dumb chapter but I had to fill in some time about the summer. The next chapter is going to be about when Harry goes into the interview and tells everyone what happened during the summer. And Delvasa writes a letter to her father. And I'm sorry it took to long for me to update I had go out of town. So please review. Also please don't flame. Love ya'll
P.S. I don't own Harry Potter I only own Delvasa. (Falls to the floor and cries)
The summer was going by quickly and still we had gotten no letter as to when Harry's interview with his lawyer was going to be. We all hoped that it would be over before the school year started but school was going to start in about three weeks.
Harry and his friends could always be found around the school. Harry and Ron had made a habit of going to the Quidditch field to fly on their broom while Hermione would watch them from the ground either reading a book or just watching.
Snape and I had started to work together more often. We never spoke about each other's past or what happened in Dumbledore's office. We had become very good friends. I found out the Snape and I saw the world in the same view. We both seemed to understand each other but we never talked about going beyond anything but friendship.
Today was one of the few days that Snape and me had gotten into a fight. He threw down the vial he was holding next to me and pushed past the cauldron of boiling potion.
"Why can't you just tell me? I should at least know. I can hear his screams every night when I past the Gryffindor tower. I should at least know what he is dreaming of!" Snape yelled in frustration. I shivered so dearly wanting to tell him by the look in his face. I knew about the screams in the night. Of the nightmares that now never stopped tutoring Harry.
Ever since he had come back to Hogwarts there was never a night he did not have nightmares. Some times I came in time to wake him up and sooth him. But most of the time he would scream himself awake in sweet. He had told me about the dreams the third time I came running into the tower by his screams. No longer did Harry Potter have nightmares of Voldermont but now he had nightmares of his own uncle.
I looked into Snape eyes and glared. "You know I can not tell you. It is not my right. It is Harry's. If he wanted you to know he would have told you. You think I do not know of his nightmares. Every night I wake up to his screams. I have not had a whole night's rest since coming here. So please forgive me for not showing you pity", I yelled back at him my anger rising.
I could not believe that we were having this fight again. It was to only thing that Snape and me did not agree on. He thought it was his right that he know what happened to Harry over the summer. I do not know the reason why he wanted to know and to tell the truth I really did not give a fuck why he thought it was in his right to know. All I knew was that I would rather die than tell him what happened with out asking Harry. And I knew for a fact that Harry would never agree to let Snape know.
Snape glared at me his eye like ice and I stared back. He took a threaten step toward me but I stood my ground. If he thought I would be threatened into telling him what he wanted to know he had another thing coming.
When he was close enough to me that I could feel his breath in my face I dropped down and kicked his legs from under him. The second he was on the ground was on top of him with my wand to his throat.
"Don't ever try that again Snape. You do not know how close I came to killing you. I have been in to many battles for you to think I could be scared of you. I am the daughter of Voldermont. And to think I would be afraid of you is laughable. The only person I am threatened by is my father. Now this is the last time we have this conversation", I hissed in his ear. My anger was like fire in my blood.
I could not believe that Snape would do something so low as to threaten me to know what happened to Harry. Now I knew that he truly did care about the boy who lived more than he lead on about. The whole showing of hating him was act. He really did care about Harry.
Slowly I stood up and walked out the room without looking back at the figure on the floor. I stalked threw the halls to my new home. My room was down a few stairs deeper inside the dungeons. The only light down my hallway was from a few torches. No pictures hung on these walls all the afraid of theses hallways. I never did find the reason why.
In front of my room was a large statue of a dragon made completely of a black stone. It was standing on its front legs with it claws extended and face held back in a snarl. Its eyes were made of rubies so they shined in the dim lit hall. I smiled at the statue it was all too much like me.
"Open up" I said to the dragon a wisp of smoke came from its mouth and it slide to the side revealing a doorway. Opening my door I walked into my room. As soon as you walked into the room you came to the sitting room. I had a desk on the left wall next to the desk was a large bookcase covered in potion books and books of the dark arts. In the center of the room was a huge black couch with two rocking chairs to the side. In front of the couch and rocking chairs was a large marble fireplace burning brightly.
Walking across the room was the doors that lead to my bedroom. My favorite part of my room. It had a huge canopy bed in the center of the room covered with reds and blacks with huge pillows. To the right of the bed was a huge walk in closet for all my clothes. In front of the bed was my bathroom.
Sighing I walked straight to it, shedding my clothes to the floor as I walked over to it. As soon as you walked into the bathroom it was like you were sent to the Amazon. The shower was a waterfall falling into a large lake. On the side of the lake were huge flowers and trees. The smell of the forest made a smile come to my face.
I jumped into the water and swam up the waterfall. I needed to wash away all the anger I felt after the fight with Snape. The water was cool against my skin soon making me forget about the anger that I had felt.
I reached up into the rocks next to me and found my soap and began to take a bath. Just when I was done and I stepped out from under the waterfall did I hear the screams. The high fear full shrill screams from somewhere. I knew at once whose voice it belonged to. Hermione Grangar.
Quickly I jumped out of the lake grabbing my robe and shawl as I ran out to the room. I ignored the cold air of the dungeon as I pulled the robe around my wet body and wrapping the shawl around my face. I followed the screams to somewhere deep inside the dungeons.
When the screams stopped I picked up the pace. Fear for the sweet girls life made my heart pound. Finally I broke around the corner to see a pasted out Hermione begin dragged by a death eater. He had dark brown hair with light brown eyes. He just threw down a vial to the floor when I came around the corner. Not even thinking I rushed him knocking him into the wall. Pulling the shadow powers around me I shoved them into his mind.
"You failed Voldermont. You did not see me save Hermione Grangar. That fool Dumbledore stopped you. And in the struggle you dropped the vial of potion you were to use. You just barely got away from Dumbledore and now you are going to Lord Voldermont to tell him that you failed ", I hastily said erasing him memory of my attack.
Still holding onto him mind I dragged Hermione's sleeping body around the corner. When I was sure that he could not see me did I let go of his mind. When the sound of the mans feet were gone I ran over to the floor and picked up the vial and put it in my bathrobes pocket. Then I picked up Hermione's body and ran.
I ran into Snape's office to find him sitting at him desk with his hands in his hair. I cleared my throat making him realize that I was there. His head shot up with anger in his eyes but when he saw Hermione's body they filled with shock.
"What happened?" he quickly said as he jumped up from his desk and walked over to me. I walked over to him and laid her down on top of the desk. "She was attacked by a death eater in the halls. He gave her some kind of potion before I was able to get to her. I have the vial", I said and pulled the vial from the pocket of my robe.
Opening the top I smelled the contents. The smell was unmistakable. It was the sap of Tordeken flower. I knew its powers all to well. The death eater would use this sap on young woman that they wanted. The sap would make the woman have to reproduce at once. If the woman did not have sex in an hour in would send poison threw her body slowly killing her. If she did not get the counter-potion in time she would die a slow and pain full death.
I had seen the potion work. And I still had nightmares about it. I turned to Snape with a blank face. "Please tell me you have the counter- potion for the sap to the Tordeken flower" my voice hollow not wanting to show my true emotion. In the inside I was shacking with fear for the poor girl that I gotten to know so well over the summer.
Snape quickly ran from the room his robes bellowing behind him and came back with a vial in his hands with a smile on his face. He picked up Hermione's head from the desk and put the vial to her lips. Pinching her nose he made he swallow.
Slowly her eyes fluttered open and I sighed in relief. She looked in between Snape and I with a confused look on her face. I knew she did not know why she was here. Thankfully one of the affects of the counter-potion is short-term memory loss taking away the memory as to what happened to you. So I quickly made up a lie.
"You gave me scare Hermione. Falling down those stairs like that. I had to take you to Snape cause he was the closet healer at the time. How do you feel?" I asked in a sweat voice. She looked at me strangely but shock her head. "I'm fine. I just have a headache" she said and put a hand to her head.
"Well then I think you should go to bed and rest for a while to be on the safe side, all right? So off you go", I said helping her to her feet. She gave me a grateful smile and ran for the door. Before she left she turned around. "Thank you Professor Snape", she said and then raced out the door.
"That was close. I barely saved her in time. I better go and tell Dumbledore about this", I said softly and started to walk out the door. I just realized that all I had one was my bathrobe and my shawl. And my wet body made the robe stick to me like a second skin. Plus Snape's office was a bit old. I turned to walk to the door when I felt a strong hand hold my shoulder. I spun around to find Snape holding my shoulder with a slight color of pink on his cheeks.
"I wanted to tell you that I am sorry for being such an ass today. I respect that you do not want to tell me what happened to Harry", he said not looking in my eyes. I knew that it was really hard for him to apologize. I had to make him understand that it was not that I did not want to tell him but I just couldn't. I had to make him understand.
"Snape, it is not that I can not tell you it is that I can not. It is Harry's right to tell everyone what happened, not mine. You don't understand how much I want to tell you. It would help me stop the nightmares that I have But I cannot. Please understand." I said almost pleading with him. Now we both we staring at each other.
Suddenly understanding came into his eyes. And something inside me loosened. "I understand" he said softly and smiled at me. I sighed happy that he finally understood. I smiled at him with my eyes. I still had my shawl on. He smiled and he turned away silently telling me to go.
I turned to leave and said underneath my breath "You don't know how happy that makes me." I left just in time to not see a very surprised Severus Snape turn to the door.
(That is the end to that chapter. I know it is a dumb chapter but I had to fill in some time about the summer. The next chapter is going to be about when Harry goes into the interview and tells everyone what happened during the summer. And Delvasa writes a letter to her father. And I'm sorry it took to long for me to update I had go out of town. So please review. Also please don't flame. Love ya'll
P.S. I don't own Harry Potter I only own Delvasa. (Falls to the floor and cries)