Fighting For His Life

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A/N: I love HG/SS pairings so if you find any good ones tell me okey dokey? I'm a sucker for review, so I beg you to do so.

Hermione ran through the forest, chasing the deatheater who was chasing her potions master. She entered a clearing and gasped as the deatheater had corner Severus Snape.

"SECTUMSEMPRA!" the deatheater bellowed, pointing his wand at Severus.

Blood spurted from his chest as if he'd been slashed with a sword. Severus staggered and collapsed at the foot of a large oak tree, his wand falling from his limp hand. Blood was everywhere. The deatheater ran and Hermione sprinted to her professor's side.

He was barely breathing, his breath coming in ragged gasps. She couldn't believe it, all of the blood pooling under them. She grabbed his arm and put it around her neck as she got to her feet. She pulled him up and dragged him back towards the castle.

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She wasn't able to take him to the Hospital Wing, as the Deatheaters and the Order was still fighting. The only place she could think to take him was his quarters where she'd be able to help him at least a little. It was closer anyway.

She drug him down the stairs, to the dungeons, and went inside his rooms. She found the bedroom and was surprised. It was actually a really nice room, the bed covered in emerald green silk sheets and silver walls. It didn't look like the dungeons at all.

She lay him on the bed and went to his store rooms. She looked on the shelves for the three she needed and found all of them. Bandages. she thought.

"DOBBY!" she called. There was a loud 'POP' and Dobby the House Elf appeared.

"Yes Miss Granger." he squeaked.

"I need you to get me some bandages and warm water please." she said kindly. She didn't really have time for elf rights right now.

"Yes Miss." Dobby said, bowing low and disappearing with another loud POP.

She made her way back to the bedroom where Snape lay. She touched him. He was cold as ice and his normally pale face was a sickly gray color. She needed to hurry or her professor wouldn't survive.

There was another POP and Dobby reappeared holding the bandages and warm water.

"Thank you Dobby." she said.

"Welcome Miss." another POP and he was gone. Hermione got to work. She worked on stopping the bleeding. When she finally mangaged to stop it, she cleaned the wound gently and bandaged it. As it was a magical wound, she could not use magic to heal it so it would have to heal the muggle way, with time. She grabbed one of the potions she'd taken from Snape's stores, a Blood Replenishing Potion, propped him up and poured it down his throat. Though unconessious, Snape gagged. She spoke to him.

"Its ok Professor, let it go down. It'll help." she said in a soothing voice. He seem to hear her and let it go down. then she grabbed the second one, to stop infection, and coaxed him to take that too. Though, she thought. he'd probably get a small one anyway. Now the third, a potion for pain and dreamless sleep. She knew that none of these would react to each other, she'd remembered looking that up for one reason or another. Once all three potions were down, she pulled the covers over him and put all of the supplies back where she'd found them. She called for Dobby agian.

"Yes Miss Granger." he said agian.

"Is the battle upstairs over?" she asked.

"Yes Miss." Dobby replied

"Could you get Professor Dumbledore down here please, tell him Professor Snape was injured please? she asked.

"Yes Miss." and Dobby popped away.

Hermione sat down on the edge of the bed to await Professor Dumbledore's arrival.