Chapter Six

Saving Grace Comes as Snape?

Igor pushed me back against a wall and pinned my hands above my head. I tried to knee him but he brought his own knee up to defend himself. He knocked my legs away from each other and placed himself between them. I rolled my head against the wall to keep him from touching my neck. His free hand was under my shirt and groping mindlessly at my chest. Neither of us had heard the door open or heard Snape enter.

"Stop it!" I screamed struggling my hardest until a hand was at my throat. The hand was starting to squeeze. Panic consumed me. Igor lowered his hand as a wand meet the side of his head.

"Let her go." Snape growled. Igor backed away looking me over as I fell to the floor and tried to fight off the darkness that was threatening to over take me. "Get out." Snape growled dangerously. Igor smiled cockily.

"She's a beauty." He smiled at me and licked his lips. "Her breasts are so soft but yet so amazingly firm." He was about to walk out when Severus turned him and punched him square in the jar. That was all I saw as the darkness finally took me.

I opened my eyes slowly letting them adjust to the dim lighting. 'What time is it?' I asked myself sitting up just a bit. I looked around the room to notice my father sitting in a chair beside my bed with a rather worried expression.

"I'm so glad you're awake. I was so worried." I smiled a little and looked around searching, but for who I wasn't sure.

"I'm fine." I stated swinging my legs over the side of the bed. My heart skipped a beat as I looked up to see Severus walking toward me. I felt myself blush and looked down at the floor. Severus stood by my father and gave a small look of concern.

"I'm sorry I could not come earlier." I looked away not wanting to address the matter. Dumbledore got up and looked Severus in the eye.

"I think I shall take my leave now that Severus is here. I'm sure there is something that he needs to speak with you about." Severus waited for Dumbledore to be completely out of earshot. I moved my puzzled look from Dumbeldore's back to the tall dark hair and eyed man. He took the chair Dumbledore once resided in.

" Severus what is he talking about?" I questioned running a hand through my hair. Severus looked for Madame Pomfrey. When he had located her he asked if I would be able to make it to the dungeons. Madame smiled and told him that it wasn't as if I were ill. He didn't reply and helped me up.

The walk to the dungeons was very quiet. Severus didn't say anything just looked straight ahead. I dared glances up at Snape. He looked worried and stressed. We finally reached the dungeons and he moved me into his room quickly. Shutting the door and casting a strong enchantment on it. I felt a shiver run up my spine as Severus moved past me pulling a chair up beside his arm chair.

"Sit." was all he said. I looked at the chair crossing my arms over my chest protectively I sat in the chair. Snape cleared his throat. "Dumbledore has made it clear that he wishes for you to be watched over at all times. Minerva shall be with you during the day, and you shall come to the dungeons in the evening and stay here with me." I looked at the floor.

"So I don't have a choice in this?" I questioned raising an eyebrow. Snape sighed heavily.

"Not unless you would like a repeat of what happened in your room this after noon." I shivered and felt cold tears forming in my eyes. Snape looked alarmed at this.

"I'm sorry I can't talk about this." I stood and moved away from the fire place and Severus. Following my lead, Severus stood and put a comforting hand on my shoulder.

"I understand." It wasn't Severus' cold hard normal voice. It was a voice of understanding, and it calmed me to the soul. I fought off the urge to just wrap my arms around his waist and ask him to hold me as he walked into a room. "Come here." He said gently. I moved to follow him hesitating slightly. He pulled out a long shirt and rummaged through another draw pulling out a pair of black boxers. "Sleep in these tonight."

"Where am I going to sleep?" I asked blushing slightly. He looked out into the small living area.

"You can sleep on the bed. I'll sleep in my chair." I yawned and shook my head.

"No Severus," He brought a finger to my lips quieting me.

"I'll be fine." He left me to change. I looked around the room. I shivered as I stripped myself of my shirt and sweat pants I was wearing. I pulled on the silken boxers. Moving over to the large mirror on Snape's dresser I saw the large bruise that was now forming on on my left side thanks to Igor. The bruise was making it quite difficult to breathe. I had a small cut on the back of my hand where his fingernails had cut into me.

"Did he do that to you?" Snape asked eyeing the bluish-purple bruise on my side. I flinched under his strong gaze remember that I was only in a bra and boxers. My arms crossed over my chest in an effort to hide myself from his eyes. A flush coming to my cheeks.

"Yes." I said barely above a whisper. Severus took the shirt from the bed and handed it to me.

"Put it on and get to bed." he turned and moved to the door. Turning once more to face me. "You will need your rest. You have to teach class tomorrow." With that and a swirl of his robed he was gone. I did as I was told. As Severus's scent filled my senses I felt calm and secure. Sleep found me easily that night. Severus on the other hand was pacing nervously in front of the fire.

'This is ridiculous.' Severus snapped at himself mentally. 'She is only a women. Why does she effect me this way? Does it matter now? She needs your protection!'

"And you need her's." Dumbledore chimed in he loved the ability to hear people's thoughts. The calm liquid voice caused Severus to turn and look Dumbledore in the eye.

"I've never needed anyone!" Severus growled angrily.

"Do not deny it Severus. She could be a powerful witch. She needs you as much as you need her to show you what love is." Severus looked in the room at the sleeping form in his bed.

"She has a mark above her left breast." Dumbledore inhaled sharply. For the first time Albus lost his calm and cool expression. "What is it and what does it mean?" Albus moved to the entrance of Severus' room and watched the girl he had considered his daughter sleep.

"You Severus Snape." Severus felt the rage pouring from Albus' voice. "You have the same mark on your left arm. She is the daughter of the Dark Lord."

"How could that be." Severus whispered.

"She is connected to him through that mark and unless she connects herself to annother and soon." he trailed no wanting to finish it. "If she does not connect her body and soul to another she may just be taken from us by the Dark Lord." Snape watched as Albus moved over to the edge of the bed and sat there watching his daughter in sleep. Severus felt his heart lurch forward but kept his composure. His inky black eyes narrowed to the sleeping form, and wandered how many other Death Eaters knew of this girl?

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