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Snape
Disclaimer: Not mine, most for Rowling, some for Prongs97, and tiny parts of the plot for me *sob*
Author's Note: Thank you so much for your continued support every one. Percabethbookloin, the answer to your question will come in later chapters, soon enough though, and as always
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Chapter 4: Sibling bonding time, sort of
She had the nightmare again, but this time she saw his face, Voldemort. She got up and went to the kitchen to drink water, but her hands were trembling too much that she dropped the cup. Malik and Arsenio came into the kitchen, to find Hermione sprawled on the floor, her head in her hands, silently weeping. Arsenio pulled Hermione onto his lap and Malik held her face in his hands, "Hermione, what happened we felt a huge wave of fear come from you." "What do you mean?" Arsenio was the one who answered, "Ok, every 200 generations or so, a group of siblings in the Snape family, like us, triplets, have special abilities, can feel each other's emotions and communicate telepathically" Malik continued, "So we were lucky enough to inherit this, here, try talking to me through your mind" Can you hear me?, Hermione tested it. Good job, they both responded. "Ok, so what was all that fear for?" they both questioned, Arsenio strengthened his grip on her. "Voldemort, in my dream, I saw him." she whispered. "Shhh love it will all be ok, we are here now", Malik soothed. A while later, they were all sound asleep.
In the morning, Hermione was shook awake by an amused looking Ara. She snuck a peak at her brothers, and their identical faces had the same blush creeping onto them. They were getting ready for the day, and as Hermione looked in the mirror, she almost screamed, she still wasn't used to her real…look. She pulled her hair up in a messy ponytail and chose to wear black jeans and a pink top. She walked down to the kitchen and was met by an entrancing scent of eggs and bacon. Who was cooking? Snape was! They ate breakfast in silence, none of them knowing what to say.
Later in the living room Snape started, "Ok, so some of you might already know what this is about," he gave Ara, Malik and Arsenio looks, "None of you are allowed to tell anyone about Hermione, everyone who needs to know has been informed. You must remember, Hermione, that the reason you were taken in the first place was because you are special" "Does this have to do with being able to communicate with Malik and Arsenio?" she interrupted "Yes, you can't even tell Potter or Weasley," "But…" "Hermione this is for your own safety, now, today the Malfoys, Zabinis, Parkinsons and Greengrasses will come, I expect you are familiar with Draco, Blaise, who is your cousin by the way, Pansy, Daphne and Astoria, yes?" "Sure, they are after all the ones who made my life a living hell", she replied mockingly. "Ok well I expect you to try and be civil, they are after all close family friends" "So my best friends are not allowed to know about who I really am, but my worst enemies can?" she screamed. Snape was startled for a second but then recovered by, "I am sorry Hermione but I am doing this for your own good, I don't want to lose you again…" She stormed up to her room and locked her door. Ara came in after her a second later and said, "You know, Alohamora is a charm that opens locked doors" But Hermione wasn't paying her any attention, she was reading her best friends' letters. The first one was from Harry,
Dear Hermione,
How are you, Ron and I were wondering where you went that other day with Snape. You weren't even on the train. Well, you could tell us when we meet at the Quidditch world cup, Mr. Weasley managed to buy tickets, Ireland vs. Bulgaria. Can't wait to see you, Ron won't stop beating me at wizard chess. Ok, got to go
Your Friend,
Harry
A few stray tears found their way down her cheeks, next letter was Ron's,
Hey 'mione,
Haven't seen you in years, I know it has only been what? Two days, but who can survive without your lectures. I am constantly beating harry at chess, he is too easy. I can't wait to play with you, you are more of a challenge. Oh yeah, dad got tickets for the world cup, I hope you can make it. I sent your ticket with the letter. See ya.
I dunno what to write here,
Ron
She was openly crying now, the last one was from Ginny,
My friend Hermione,
Hey Hermione, where have you been, the boys haven't been very good company. I suspect Ron told you about the prank he and Harry did on me. It is a very long story actually, I will tell you about it in the world cup. Has Ron sent the ticket? Ok, see you then
Love,
Ginny
Hermione's crying increased rapidly now, even Ara wasn't able to make it seize. Malik and Arsenio came dashing into the room a minute later, then Ara started, "Hermione, we all went through a lot when we lost you, dad used to go to your nursery and call for you, crying, holding your teddy bear, Malik and Arsenio, they…they were worse, every time they fail at reaching you with the telepathical connection, they would keep crying and screaming, and me, oh Hermione you were my best friend, I didn't talk much after you were gone and I thought that it was my fault you left, plus, these guys, the slytherins, act like that because they have to, they are actually very decent people,"
"Yeah, they are so decent because they call muggle-borns, mudbloods" Hermione retorted. "Actually I have to defend them now, did you know that their parents along with dad are spies and they give information about Voldemort to the order of the phoenix? "Malik exclaimed. Arsenio concluded "So they act mean to repress the fact that their parents are Death Eaters" They all nodded their heads in agreement. "So what should I wear?" Hermione questioned. "Anything, it is a casual diner" Arsenio answered. Finally, Hermione's tears subsided, and she got ready for the night ahead.