Black. Everything was black. Not a single light or candle to light the
room. That was how she preffered it when she did this.
Hermione closed her eyes, searching for something. When she found it didnt
come to her- again, she sighed in aggravation. She didn't know what she was
looking for- but she needed it. Desperatly.
She looked around the room, the dim shadows and lines of the funiture jumping out at her. Shaking her head, she discarded what she had in her hand and stood, walking over to the wall where the light switch was and flipping it on. It wasnt going to work tonight. She didn't know why she didn't have the nerve to do it today, she had gotten over the fear and guilt of it a long time ago. She would be able to commit the act without thinking, instead using it to clear her toughts. But lately, her hands would start shaking, and she would be forced to stop, because such a fear would burn up in her that she wouldnt be able to stand the thing in her hand getting any closer to her skin. Shaking her head, she pulled her clothes on, covering her shoulders with her cloak before walking out into the dark corriders.
On her bed where she had sat earlier, was a small silver knife, its hilt engraved with a hissing snake.
~
She was in the astronomy tower again, shivering from the cold. She wrapped her cloak tighter around her as she sank onto the hard brick floor. Leaning her head back against the wall, she stretched out her legs, letting out a deep breath as she did so.
"You know what...Im getting tired of it. Of everybody bugging me every day. Did you know they still apologize about my parents? You would think they would drop it after a while...you know...."
She wasn't talking to anybody, just to the stars. She did this often. It had a calming effect on her, making her feel like someone actually cared, like someone would actually listned.
"I wish it would all just.....go away...."
"Do you now?"
Hermione jumped and whirled around at the voice, surprised anyone would be up here. Her brown eyes connected with the deep black ones of none other than Proffesor Snape.
"W-what are you....What are you doing here?"
"I think I would be the one more fit to ask that question, Miss Granger. This is not the first time I have found you out of bed and out of grounds after curfew, and I wont be so lenient on you this time."
Hermione sighed and placed her head onto her knees, staring out into the sky.
"Proffesor, I'm sorry to say, but I truly don't care what punishment you give me. It doesn't faze me anymore. I don't care about points or grades, or detentions."
Snape's brow furrowed.
"You, not care about those things? I would think little Miss Perfect would care about those things more than anybody else."
He waited for the surge of anger he had seen in so many of his students after he had directed one of his insults at them. He really didnt understand why he did it. Why he enjoyed so much to see his student so angry and hurt. Maybe it was just because it was a way to keep them away.
"I had a change of heart."
"A change of heart?"
"Yes Sir."
"And why would that be?"
"Why would you care?"
"Because I'm curious."
Hermione looked up at the black figure leaning against the doorway. Proffesor Snape, curious about one of his students? Proffesor Snape, admitting this?
"I guess this is a night for odd occurences then, dont you agree, proffesor?"
"Hn."
He pushed himself away from the door, walking over to one of the large stone turrets. He leaned against that instead, staring into the sky as well. Hermione played with the cuffs of her robes, her eyes downcast. Why wasn't he sending her to bed already? This new Snape attitude was slightly disturbing to her. It was like he was a different person at night. Or maybe just because he wasn't in a classroom full of idiots.
"Proffesor....Why are you up here?"
"I believe that I asked you a question first, Miss Granger."
"........................"
~
They had sat there, just the two of them, nearly all night. Neither of them talked, they just stared into the sky. Hermione had dozed off onto her shoulder when she felt a ruffle of movement and a surprising and sudden heat on her cold body. Her eyes snapped open as Snape's cloak finished settleing around her. She was about to say something as the large clang of the doors came to her ears and she noticed she was alone. She would have gotten up. She would have gone after him, but the the warmth and the soothing smell of roses and spell components on his black cloak soothed her into sleep before she could even get a comprehendible thought into her head.
~~~~~
Ok, crappy ending I know, but i was..............i dunno..........didnt feel like going on. Ok, I went back and did a lot of spelling and Grammer fixations on chappy one ((Thanks to Alice I.W. For pointing it out for me! I fixed it! hope ya'll finish it now!)) AND THANK ALL YOU ANGELS WHO REVIEWED ME!!! I checked my mail and was amazed! I got more than 2 reviews on something I wrote!! I feel so special! And much more inspired to finish this story!!!
OKies,
HermioneBallerina: Thank you sooo much!!! You made me feel so special about my writing! I have never felt as confident on my stories as after I read your review! By the way, I like your story, I'll try to review as soon as possible!!!
DragonMaster Kurai: Yeah, I can see where your coming from. ^^ I was going to let the guilt trip wait a bit. You know. Let her get through her self- shock state first. Thank you for reading! I hope you keep up with it and good luck on your therapy! I Hope you make a good recovery!!! *hugs* Oh, and its definately gonna be SS/HG now! ^^ *gasp* You reviewed me twice!! Your my new best friend!!!!! *hugs more*
Lanhar: Yeah, this one is sorta dark....i was in a depressed mood, and usually it comes out in writing. Better than taking it out the way she does! Although it wouldnt be that much better that those are the thoughts that go through my head, is it? Anyway, enjoy! I hope you stay with the story!!!
Monkeystarz: Make up your mind! First you complain cuz my stories are too short, then you complain that they're too long. *pouts* meanie
She looked around the room, the dim shadows and lines of the funiture jumping out at her. Shaking her head, she discarded what she had in her hand and stood, walking over to the wall where the light switch was and flipping it on. It wasnt going to work tonight. She didn't know why she didn't have the nerve to do it today, she had gotten over the fear and guilt of it a long time ago. She would be able to commit the act without thinking, instead using it to clear her toughts. But lately, her hands would start shaking, and she would be forced to stop, because such a fear would burn up in her that she wouldnt be able to stand the thing in her hand getting any closer to her skin. Shaking her head, she pulled her clothes on, covering her shoulders with her cloak before walking out into the dark corriders.
On her bed where she had sat earlier, was a small silver knife, its hilt engraved with a hissing snake.
~
She was in the astronomy tower again, shivering from the cold. She wrapped her cloak tighter around her as she sank onto the hard brick floor. Leaning her head back against the wall, she stretched out her legs, letting out a deep breath as she did so.
"You know what...Im getting tired of it. Of everybody bugging me every day. Did you know they still apologize about my parents? You would think they would drop it after a while...you know...."
She wasn't talking to anybody, just to the stars. She did this often. It had a calming effect on her, making her feel like someone actually cared, like someone would actually listned.
"I wish it would all just.....go away...."
"Do you now?"
Hermione jumped and whirled around at the voice, surprised anyone would be up here. Her brown eyes connected with the deep black ones of none other than Proffesor Snape.
"W-what are you....What are you doing here?"
"I think I would be the one more fit to ask that question, Miss Granger. This is not the first time I have found you out of bed and out of grounds after curfew, and I wont be so lenient on you this time."
Hermione sighed and placed her head onto her knees, staring out into the sky.
"Proffesor, I'm sorry to say, but I truly don't care what punishment you give me. It doesn't faze me anymore. I don't care about points or grades, or detentions."
Snape's brow furrowed.
"You, not care about those things? I would think little Miss Perfect would care about those things more than anybody else."
He waited for the surge of anger he had seen in so many of his students after he had directed one of his insults at them. He really didnt understand why he did it. Why he enjoyed so much to see his student so angry and hurt. Maybe it was just because it was a way to keep them away.
"I had a change of heart."
"A change of heart?"
"Yes Sir."
"And why would that be?"
"Why would you care?"
"Because I'm curious."
Hermione looked up at the black figure leaning against the doorway. Proffesor Snape, curious about one of his students? Proffesor Snape, admitting this?
"I guess this is a night for odd occurences then, dont you agree, proffesor?"
"Hn."
He pushed himself away from the door, walking over to one of the large stone turrets. He leaned against that instead, staring into the sky as well. Hermione played with the cuffs of her robes, her eyes downcast. Why wasn't he sending her to bed already? This new Snape attitude was slightly disturbing to her. It was like he was a different person at night. Or maybe just because he wasn't in a classroom full of idiots.
"Proffesor....Why are you up here?"
"I believe that I asked you a question first, Miss Granger."
"........................"
~
They had sat there, just the two of them, nearly all night. Neither of them talked, they just stared into the sky. Hermione had dozed off onto her shoulder when she felt a ruffle of movement and a surprising and sudden heat on her cold body. Her eyes snapped open as Snape's cloak finished settleing around her. She was about to say something as the large clang of the doors came to her ears and she noticed she was alone. She would have gotten up. She would have gone after him, but the the warmth and the soothing smell of roses and spell components on his black cloak soothed her into sleep before she could even get a comprehendible thought into her head.
~~~~~
Ok, crappy ending I know, but i was..............i dunno..........didnt feel like going on. Ok, I went back and did a lot of spelling and Grammer fixations on chappy one ((Thanks to Alice I.W. For pointing it out for me! I fixed it! hope ya'll finish it now!)) AND THANK ALL YOU ANGELS WHO REVIEWED ME!!! I checked my mail and was amazed! I got more than 2 reviews on something I wrote!! I feel so special! And much more inspired to finish this story!!!
OKies,
HermioneBallerina: Thank you sooo much!!! You made me feel so special about my writing! I have never felt as confident on my stories as after I read your review! By the way, I like your story, I'll try to review as soon as possible!!!
DragonMaster Kurai: Yeah, I can see where your coming from. ^^ I was going to let the guilt trip wait a bit. You know. Let her get through her self- shock state first. Thank you for reading! I hope you keep up with it and good luck on your therapy! I Hope you make a good recovery!!! *hugs* Oh, and its definately gonna be SS/HG now! ^^ *gasp* You reviewed me twice!! Your my new best friend!!!!! *hugs more*
Lanhar: Yeah, this one is sorta dark....i was in a depressed mood, and usually it comes out in writing. Better than taking it out the way she does! Although it wouldnt be that much better that those are the thoughts that go through my head, is it? Anyway, enjoy! I hope you stay with the story!!!
Monkeystarz: Make up your mind! First you complain cuz my stories are too short, then you complain that they're too long. *pouts* meanie