Chapter 12
Hermione sat with her mouth open for a moment.
"Close your mouth, Miss Granger, you look like a codfish," said Snape coolly from behind her chair.
Hermione closed her mouth. "I'm sorry Professors. I don't understand. This prophecy is about me?"
"Yes," said Dumbledore. "Your name was on it in the Ministry of Magic. And recent circumstances have proved to me beyond a shadow of a doubt that you and Draco are two of the warriors spoken about."
"Who's the third one?" she asked.
"I am," said Snape behind her.
"What?"
"I am almost certain," said Dumbledore, "that Severus is the third warrior in the prophecy. The one who will 'save all' I believe."
"What – I mean, how will – what does this mean?" Hermione's confusion was evident not only in her words, but in her eyes.
"I don't know, Hermione," said Dumbledore. "I don't know that anyone does."
"Why show this to me? Why not Draco?"
"Because," said Snape, "you must be protected. You must both be protected. We hope that by showing you, you will have the common sense to keep both yourself and Draco out of trouble. You must be kept safe."
"So you don't think Draco would take care of himself? I assure you, he would never let someone destroy him," said Hermione.
"Has Mr. Malfoy told you what happened to him the night before you found him at your home?" asked Dumbledore.
"No," said Hermione. "I assumed he would tell me when he was ready."
"I think the time has come for him to tell you, Hermione. For all our sakes," said Dumbledore. "I think a lot will be explained once you know what happened that night."
Hermione quietly nodded and got up to go find Draco, the conversation over. Suddenly she stopped and went pale.
"Professor Dumbledore," she whispered, just loud enough for him to hear. "Which one of us is going to die? The prophecy said that one of us would. Which one is it?"
Dumbledore looked at her gravely over his glasses. "I do not know, Miss Granger," he said.
Hermione turned and left the room, hoping to find Draco in a safe place.
A/N: Well, there it is. It's not as long as I would have liked, but I hope to have more in the next chapter! I have to go back to school soon (I've been out sick lately, Martian Death flu has taken over my house) so I'm not sure I'll be prompt with my next update, but I'll try! By the way, reviews encourage me to write more! The more I get, the faster I update! Review please!
Hermione sat with her mouth open for a moment.
"Close your mouth, Miss Granger, you look like a codfish," said Snape coolly from behind her chair.
Hermione closed her mouth. "I'm sorry Professors. I don't understand. This prophecy is about me?"
"Yes," said Dumbledore. "Your name was on it in the Ministry of Magic. And recent circumstances have proved to me beyond a shadow of a doubt that you and Draco are two of the warriors spoken about."
"Who's the third one?" she asked.
"I am," said Snape behind her.
"What?"
"I am almost certain," said Dumbledore, "that Severus is the third warrior in the prophecy. The one who will 'save all' I believe."
"What – I mean, how will – what does this mean?" Hermione's confusion was evident not only in her words, but in her eyes.
"I don't know, Hermione," said Dumbledore. "I don't know that anyone does."
"Why show this to me? Why not Draco?"
"Because," said Snape, "you must be protected. You must both be protected. We hope that by showing you, you will have the common sense to keep both yourself and Draco out of trouble. You must be kept safe."
"So you don't think Draco would take care of himself? I assure you, he would never let someone destroy him," said Hermione.
"Has Mr. Malfoy told you what happened to him the night before you found him at your home?" asked Dumbledore.
"No," said Hermione. "I assumed he would tell me when he was ready."
"I think the time has come for him to tell you, Hermione. For all our sakes," said Dumbledore. "I think a lot will be explained once you know what happened that night."
Hermione quietly nodded and got up to go find Draco, the conversation over. Suddenly she stopped and went pale.
"Professor Dumbledore," she whispered, just loud enough for him to hear. "Which one of us is going to die? The prophecy said that one of us would. Which one is it?"
Dumbledore looked at her gravely over his glasses. "I do not know, Miss Granger," he said.
Hermione turned and left the room, hoping to find Draco in a safe place.
A/N: Well, there it is. It's not as long as I would have liked, but I hope to have more in the next chapter! I have to go back to school soon (I've been out sick lately, Martian Death flu has taken over my house) so I'm not sure I'll be prompt with my next update, but I'll try! By the way, reviews encourage me to write more! The more I get, the faster I update! Review please!
