It is now…3:18 in the morning and I am laying in bed trying to get some sleep. I was sleeping, like any normal person would do at one in the morning, when my door creaked open. I turned over and stared at it for a moment when I heard Snape bellow, "Close the fucking doors!" Then dozens of slam scared the monkey wrench out of me. But see, I thought Snape lived downstairs, but his voice came from the floor. Maybe he's standing by my door.
No because the voice sounded sleepy like it was woken up.
And I'm fighting with myself. I really need to get out before I go crazy…er.
I closed my eyes and made them stay shut so that sleep would just slip in there when I least expect it.
"We have to find her! This isn't like her to just run off and leave!" Harry bellowed angrily.
"Susan has she done this before?" Molly asked Mrs. Granger with a comforting smile.
"When she was eleven. She came right home though," Susan added rolling up a used tissue in her hands.
"I'm telling you I heard her! She was sending me a message saying she was fine, but she didn't sound fine! I know Hermione and she wouldn't just take off without telling us where she's going. She wouldn't want us to worry about her. I think she may have been kidnapped!" Harry said looking frightened. The entire room paused for a moment.
"I think you may be right," Arthur finally said. "If she has then she is most certainly being used as bait."
"Well so what?" Harry snapped.
"Meaning as soon as they know that you're coming to find her, they'll kill her," Arthur said taking off his glasses and polishing them on his shirt.
"So I am supposed to not care and let her rot in some hell hole until you come up with a better plan?" Harry snarled angrily.
"Yes," Arthur said placing his glasses back on. "You know Hermione. She's smart and that's why you got the message. If she's telling you not to come after her that means she knows something we don't. I think you should wait for another message. I know Harry its hard but you need to," Arthur said as Harry flared up again.
"So just wait?" Harry asked angrily.
"Yes, its all we can do," Molly said sadly. Harry stared at the faces in the room for a moment before turning, angrily, and walking from the room. He grabbed Ron by the arm and dragged him upstairs…
I gasped and sat up. My entire body was covered in sweat, the shirt was sticking to my back in a painful way.
Why am I awake?
Oh yes a dream. That dream seemed so real! I could feel Harry's anger and the vibration off the table as his fist pounded it. It was a dream. It was a dream. It was a dream.
There was a knock on my door that startled me. I paused again before answering. Maybe it was planted in my head. Maybe Snape went and told Voldemort what I was doing and they're giving me false hope. Whatever I know I'm not getting out of here alive, they don't need to waste time putting memories in my head. Or premonitions or whatever they are.
The knock was harder more impatient this time.
"I'm up!" I said standing on wobbly feet.
"You have fifteen minutes in the shower then I want you dressed and downstairs," Snape said and I heard him retreating. Well guess last night was a another false hope. He is going to stay evil and rude, and I am going to stay crazy and smelly. Amazing.
I walked into the bathroom and ran the shower, stepping under the water I felt all my muscles loosen. I quickly washed my hair and stepped out. The door was wide open.
"Close the bloody doors!" Snape roared. The bathroom door shut and I rolled my eyes again. One day I am just not going to hesitate, and run as fast as I can out of here. I don't care if I'm naked. Well maybe I'll grab a coat or something before I go. And some clean underwear. Oh god and socks. Need to have socks. Especially in the city. I'll get like a fungus or something. Don't judge me.
I brushed my teeth and my hair, then I got into my uniform. I buttoned myself into it and studied my appearance. Maybe I would unbutton the first two buttons…
Why?
Because, supposedly, I'm in love with Snape.
You're not in love. You are in lust. This happens all the time between kidnappers and their hostages.
Well Snape is evil. He killed Dumbledore and he would no sooner kill me.
What about last night? He opened up. He bared his…soul? to you. Does he even have a soul left?
I don't know.
Just go downstairs and act like nothing happened. This is silly!
I just had an entire debate with myself. I really am going crazy. This sucks so bad. Hello, I'm Hermione Granger. This is my best friend, Hermione Granger. I'm bi-polar. Well if I'm bi-polar wouldn't anything I do just be blamed on evil me? No, I would get killed anyways.
I walked into the kitchen were, surprise, Snape was standing there waiting for me. I filled a tea pot with water and placed it on the stove. Then the awkwardness rumbled in. I just stood there, and he just stood there, and we all just stood there not saying anything. Just standing.
"Do you want honey or sugar in your tea?" I asked turning to him.
"Both," Snape said still staring at a picture on the wall.
"Well if you had to choose one to save from a burning building which would it be?" I asked not giving him both. He'll ruin his teeth.
"Honey I guess," Snape answered turning to me looking confused.
"Good choice," I said smiling slightly and slathering the bottom of the cup in honey.
"Did you sleep good?" Snape asked looking like he regretted asking. I nearly dropped the cup. So they had planted the dream. Bastards.
"Its well. Did I sleep well," I said getting his signature cold glare. "And yes I slept well. I was woken up by the doors slamming."
"I really should change that code. I tried to get out of my room last night to use the loo and forgot the code," Snape said looking like he was mentally yelling at himself.
"Is that why I heard someone kick the door and start swearing?" I asked amused. I thought it was me. Like I was going insane and just yelling things. Snape turned pink again and I shrugged.
"I need you to may sure my robes are pressed and clean for tonight," Snape said leaning against the sink.
"Ugh, is that vile piece of ass going to be here? This time I really think I'll poke him with a knife," I said angrily.
"You will be in your room that is lock. No one can get it," Snape said frowning slightly.
"Ok," I said shrugging.
"Do you know why I saved you the other night?" Snape asked suddenly and I sloshed water onto my hands. Biting my lip to keep from crying out in pain, I shrugged.
"Because I am your 'slave' and you need me. It's like if someone tried to rip the cover off one of my books I would flip out and…pull their hair. You were just defensive over your property," I said looking down again. I handed Snape his mug and quickly left the room.
What was that! He was going to tell you! Go back in there and ask why!
I turned quickly and walked back towards the door when it opened and collided with my face. For a millisecond I stood there stunned until gravity acted and knocked my right off of my feet. I was shocked. My mind was racing. Did I really just get hit in the face with a door? Oh my god I did! I think my nose is broken! I better not loose any teeth!
I lay there on the floor for a second until Snape came out from behind the door looking panicked.
"Did I hit you with the door?" Snape asked bending down.
"No, I thought I'd take a nap. This seems like such a convenient place!" I snapped through my pain. "God! What the hell!" My nose was surely broken. It was pounding in such a way that suggested blood was pouring in like students into Hogsmede.
"Alright no need to snap," Snape said angrily. He stood up and walked away. Did that bastard just leave me on the floor? No. He returned a minute later with his wand. "Sit up," Snape instructed. He pushed my hands away and tapped my nose. I only barely registered a stab of pain and then nothing. My nose was good as new. I felt it and it felt unbroken.
"Thanks," I muttered wiping the blood onto my skirt.
"Well really now. You should watch where you're going you foolish girl," Snape said standing up and walking away. Ugh. That asshole!
I got up angrily and pushed my way into the laundry room. I saw his Death Eaters mask and I did something so horrible I am sure is going to get me killed. I am actually afraid. I took his mask and put…I cant even say it.
Alright! I put glitter all over it! It looked sooo pretty! He is going to kill me. I am just waiting.
"Granger!" Snape bellowed and sounded very angry. "What did you do?"
Oh god I also made his robes pink. I am so dead.
There were hurried footsteps and Snape rushed in looking outraged and furious.
"What are these?" Snape asked throwing them on my bed.
"A costume?' I asked trying not to laugh.
"You put glitter on my mask! And my robes are magenta! Magenta! I can not go down there looking like this! What is the matter with you?" Snape roared angrily.
"It is so much better than that black you wear all the time," I snapped.
"I am going to go and try and fix this mess. If I cant…well you just better hope I can," Snape said and I almost giggled in his face. He slammed the door shut and I rolled my eyes again.
Sixty-three days left and counting.
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