"Hagrid?" Madam Pomfrey came bustling from her office, "Who is it."
"Tis Professor Snape," He said carrying Severus' limp body to the the nearest curtained bed and lay him down.
Madam Pomfrey looked at Severus. His skin had a deathly pale cast to it. He had a scrape on his right cheek and a gash on his left temple. His once white shirt was muddy and caked with dried blood. Madam Pomfrey didn't doubt that his torso would be covered in bruises and that he'd have multiple broken bones
"Is he still alive?" she asked hagrid, he shrugged he didn't know. Pomfrey held his wrist up and felt for a pulse. It took some time but she found a pulse, a weak one. But he was still alive for the time being. "Hagrid, I want you to go tell Dumbledore, then go and find Hermione," Hagrid nodded, it was the second time he had brought Severus here, and this time it didn't look as though Severus would make it.
***
Hagrid stood at Dumbledore's office door, "Come in," he heard the kindly old wizard.
Hagrid stepped inside the office, "Dumbledore sir, Professor Snape's been found," He said standing by the door, "Found 'im in the forest sir. This morning' 'e doesn't look to good neither,"
"Thank you hagrid, I'm sure that Miss Granger would like to know that he has been found," Dumbledore said standing and walking to him.
"Yes sir," Hagrid left the office first and went down to the dungeons and towards the potions classroom. Hermione was finishing up a lesson with a first year class. "Miss Granger, May I speak with you please," Hagrid stood in the doorway and he saw the empty spot where his own granddaughter would have sat.
****
"Yes Hagrid," She said stepping out into the hallways and closing the door behind him. "What can I do for you?" hagrid noted she looked exhausted.
"Mione, we found Severus this afternoon, He's in the infirmary and doesn't look to good to be honest." Hagrid felt uneasy, "Just tell me what you're doing and I'll take care of the class for ye,"
"They're just cleaning up now, they just need to be supervised. Thank you," she stood on her toes and planted a kiss on his cheek despite her tears.
****
Hermione made her way slowly to the infirmary. She didn't know what to expect, but hagrid said it was pretty bad. She wiped her tears away, and opened the door leading to the infirmary. She saw Albus, Minerva and Madam Pomfrey standing over a partially curtained bed. "Albus?" She said softly as she walked over to the bed.
"My dear child," he said as he moved so she could see him. "He's still alive, his pulse is very weak, Madam Pomfrey say that he was hit at least a dozen times by the cruciatus. He was also beaten,"
They moved away so she could see for herself, Albus and Minerva walked over to the door so they could talk, "Albus, he might not make it,"
"I know, he pulled through the last time, let's hope that he can this time as well, for Miss Grangers sake,"
"Albus, the ministry has to know about this," Minerva said as she looked over towards Severus' bed.
"We have to make sure that Miss Rosewood is safe first.
*****
Hermione sat on the floor next to Severus' bed. She gingerly touched his face, his breathing was shallow. She looked at his bare torso, it was covered in bruises and scrapes. She knew Madam Pomfrey had given him bone mend. That was all she could give him until he regained consciousness, if. She noticed his cloak on the floor next to the bed, she picked it up and heard glass clinking in the on pocket.
She reached inside and pulled out three small vials that had the remains of a reddish potion in them. She opened one of the vials and sniffed, she could smell cinnamon. She managed a faint smile and leaned over and gave his terribly pale lips a kiss. "Severus' you have to pull through, I love you, I will always love you, and I will avenge you love, I promise."
She stood up and looked for Madam Pomfrey, "Madam Pomfrey, he took three vials of the phantom pain cure," She handed her the vials, "You will tell me immediately if there is any change?" She nodded, "I will be in the dungeons in anyone needs me, Albus I have to ask that the potions class be canceled for the rest of the day,"
Albus nodded, "I will personally see that the class has something to do in the library."
****
Hermione made her way to the potions room and into Severus' office. She pulled a wad of parchments out of his desk and began to write letters, pulling in favors from her friends.
Harry,
the Deatheaters have regrouped and have taken a student as I am sure Dumbledore has informed you. I would like to see you in person tomorrow if possible
Hermione
She started the next one,
Salazar,
they've found Severus, he's still alive but barely. I need to speak with you in person if possible. Also please Tell Serrento that they've found Severus but it was too late, I have the feeling the bastard knows who did this.
Hermione
She wrote the letters and went to the owlrey. She felt angered, more so than she had ever been, and she knew that her wrath would be a vengeful force. Despite what Severus had asked her not to do, she would take matters into her own hands.
****
Madam Pomfrey checked on Severus. He looks like a corpse, she thought, He was hanging on, barely. In the four hours since he had been found she could do nothing but patch his external wounds and wait. She didn't risk giving him any of the stronger potions at this time because she didn't know if they would cause some adverse reaction. She was thankful however for managing to give him the bone mending potion.
She heard the doors opening and Hermione striding in like a vengeful spirit. She pulled a chair over and sat next to Severus. Pomfrey decided that she would not disturb her.
Hermione watched the unconscious man on the bed in front of her.
She had sent her letters and they would hopefully arrive on time and she could find out who exactly did this to her beloved Severus. She had the distinct feeling that Serrento had something to do with it too.
*****
Cicely Rosewood sat a table with several figures dressed in black hooded cloaks and white masks, "I know you are Deatheaters, and I don't know what you want with me, I'm not even Slytherin."
"You, young girl, are our salvation," one started, "You see you are Voldemort's heir, you are his granddaughter..."
"No! I am Hagrid's granddaughter," she yelled, "I am not related to that horrible wizard,"
"He wasn't so terrible, he was just sorely misunderstood," another replied, "Cicely, you are his final legacy. Locked somewhere inside of you is the greatest power any wizard could ask for, ever, and we will help you unleash it."
"NO!" she yelled, "I don't believe you,"
"Your father was Voldemort's son, and you are his granddaughter." a fist was slammed against the table, "Snape failed to train you as we saw fit,"
"You killed him didn't you?" she yelled again. She knew that they had killed her favorite professor and for that they would pay. "Fine, train me, nothing will come if it," she said bitterly.
*****
Hermione woke. She realized she was in the infirmary, and it was growing dark. She looked at Severus, "I have to go my love, I will be back soon," she kissed his pale lips again before standing and heading out of the infirmary.
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Hermione sat in Dumbledore's office as they began to arrive; they being Harry, Ron, Salazar, Remus and Sirius. She sat curled in a chair, watching as the men arrived. When all had arrived she stood and walked over to where they sat by the fireplace.
"Thank you all for coming," her voice was calm and collected, "As you know or now know, the Deatheaters have regrouped and now have a very powerful in untrained witch in their hands; Miss Cicely Rosewood. Albus has informed me that she is Voldemort's final blow, she is his granddaughter. It is also now known that Severus' younger brother Serrento is also a Deatheater."
Sirius sat brooding, "What about Severus?"
"Severus has been found," Hermione started she choked up a little as she continued, "He is still unconscious and the outcome is not very hopeful. Serrento has been told he is dead and well I plan on using myself as bait to find out where Cicely is,"
"Mione, I don't think that is a very wise idea," Ron spoke up, he had accepted that she loved Severus but he still had hopes that he and Hermione could be together, "I mean you could be killed,"
"I am fully aware of that fact Ron. But Cicely is a very exceptional student excelling in subjects and showing great power," Hermione looked at the men around her, "She has the potential of becoming just as evil as her grandfather. Brainwashing is a muggle technique that the Deatheaters know too well and may be employing it to groom our young student."
"What do you have planned?" Remus said quietly.
"I don't have a plan exactly that doesn't involve systematically slaughtering each on if them as we find them," Hermione's voice was like ice, "I know that we need to pull the Aurors back in one this as soon as we can. I know my training didn't progress past the basics. I trust at least one of you can pull strings to get at least a handful of them back on," Harry, Ron and Sirius nodded, "Salazar, you are the closest tie we have with the Deatheaters, I suspect that Serrento may try and recruit you, due to your position in the Ministry and he knows that you are a pureblood,"
"I know," he said quietly, he hadn't seen Severus yet and would after the meeting, "Serrento is convinced that Severus is dead, He fancies you Hermione. Regardless of your heritage,"
"That might work to our advantage," She said, "I will keep you all posted on Severus' progress. And though this meeting is short I wanted to touch base with you all," they all nodded.
"I trust that we can keep this secret?" Albus said looking at the lot, they all nodded, "Very good."
*****
Everyone left after talking to Hermione about how she was dealing, everyone with the exception of Salazar, "Hermione, I would like to see my brother," Salazar looked into her eyes, "Please, I haven't seen him yet,"
Hermione led him to the infirmary and to the last curtained bed, Severus had been moved, carefully, there. Salazar looked at the still form of his brother, "Damn you Severus," he said as he knelt next to him, "You were always trying to prove to everyone else that you weren't a failure. You always had to rush headlong into things and now look, you have a woman here who loves you enough to risk her life to finish what you started," He whispered into his brothers ear. Hermione could only hear bits of what he said.
She watched Salazar as he knelt beside his brother, "I know you Severus, you have to fight..." he stopped for a minute then stood, "All right fine, be a bastard. All the students and I am sure more than a few of the staff would be happy to you finally gone. Dumbledore told me that Hermione wanted to be Potions Mistress, She's becoming even more heartless than you had ever been... But I see you will always be a bastard..."
He turned to Hermione, "Yelling at him like that always worked when he was stubborn, lets just hope it will now,"
He turned and walked towards the door, Hermione swiftly followed, "I hope you're right," Hermione said walking out with him. "I hope you're right,"
"Valentines day is the day after tomorrow," Salazar said as they, "Maybe he'll be kind enough to wake up for you before then,"
Valentine's Day? Hermione thought, it seemed like only yesterday that she was arguing with Severus, almost hating him. The boys knew that Severus was gone and not likely to return. She had the feeling that she would be bombarded by cards and flowers.
****
Severus lay trapped in his mind, violent nightmares and painful screams. Screams that he recognized as his own, he couldn't move, couldn't speak not even scream. He saw the white blond hair and immediately saw Draco Malfoy's leering face. "Your precious Little mudblood will be well taken care of indeed,"
Severus felt the others kicking him as Serrento and Draco talked, "Hermione will be perfect, we could share her once she's earned your trust," Draco hissed, "And to think that Snape got her before us,"
"That won't matter, She has a body on her though, mudblood or not I would love to..." Serrento leaned over and looked at his brother, "Oh you're still here? Listening to what we plan on doing to your precious Mione. I bet Draco here could do better than you ever could old man," he spat into his brother's face, "Another round of Cruciatus and I think we could dump your body in the forbidden forest for the werewolves and spiders."
Severus could felt the pains even though they had already gone, he felt his body being dropped and covered with leaves and dirt. he remembered that much then the whole scene played over again in his mind.
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Cicely rosewood sat at a small table while she watched her teacher. He looked like Professor Snape yet she knew that her professor was dead, or at least that's what she thought.
"Miss Rosewood, What are the three Unforgivables?" Serrento was a hard and cold teacher.
"Imperious, Cruciatus and Avada Kedavra, Sir," She felt cold on the inside, she felt as if her childhood had been torn from her. And those she had cared for were gone forever.
"Very good, Now what are the ingredients of the draught of living death" Serrento looked at her.
"Asphodel and essence of Wormwood sir," She wished she could be back at Hogwarts with her friends and family.
"Very Good," Serrento said giving her a cruel smile, "Do you know the ingredients of the..." Cicely thought he was too boring, he was nothing like Professor Snape, at least he had invited her to conversations between Hermione and himself.
"Excuse me sir," she said coldly, "Why are you trying to teach me things that I already know?"
"Well what do you know," He asked as he sneered at her.
"I know potions that could kill you the moment they touched your lips," She replied as he sipped his water, "This particular one is odorless, tasteless and colorless," She was in no mood for games.
He looked at his water and frowned, "It wouldn't be wise to say things like that,"
"You can't kill me," She had already be told of her late grandfather's illustrious history, "You need me," they both knew it was true. But what her teacher didn't know was she still retained her pure heart despite all that was being 'taught'.
Serrento scowled, "That will be enough for today I think." she pulled herself off of the chair and left him alone in the small 'classroom'.
*****
She had explored the entire house and found that it was the same one she had been held in before. There were doors and windows but passwords were needed to get out. There was a kitchen with three mute house elves and a large dining room. there were also many bedrooms as well as a library.
She walked back to her sterile looking room. She took out a slip of parchment and wrote down all she could fit in the allotted space. Someday, she thought, I will get out of here and I will teach these evil people a lesson.
She heard a knock on her door, "Come in," she heard the door opening, "Mr. Malfoy," she looked up at her visitor, she thought he looked an awful lot like Carmilla Nettleburn...
"Cicely," his voice was without emotion, "You shouldn't tease Serrento so,"
"Why not?" she replied, "It's not really teasing," she gave him a cold look.
Draco sat on the edge of her bed, "No, I guess it isn't teasing,"
Cicely's internal dialogue was rampant; I heard about you, you turned your family in so you wouldn't face charges, "I suppose You're here to tell me something I already know, let me guess dueling?"
Draco nodded, "You are correct,"
"Who is it to be this time?" she had already disarmed most if not all of her captors once but the wards on the house were far too advanced for even her.
"Me," Draco replied standing up, "I am not as easy as the others,"
No, you wouldn't be, she thought, but it will be so fun to defeat you. I promise I will disarm you, you filthy worm ridden...
****
Cicely had indeed disarmed Draco, and given him no less then six broken ribs and an minor concussion, she herself had sustained several bruises. They needed to train her and they felt she knew more that she let on.
She sat at the dining room table, alone, she ate her dinner knowing that only a fool would try and poison this great treasure to the dark arts.
She smiled to herself, Miss Granger would be proud of her, she hadn't cracked. She had a feeling Professor Snape would be too if he were still alive. She liked the professor despite his outward personality, if miss Granger could stand him so could she.
She sighed and finished her meal before heading off to the small library. All of the books that were in there could be found in the restricted section. She knew curses and cures and all in the small amount of time she had been there.
She picked up an old potions journal and opened it, the first page was a name; Tom Riddle. her grandfather. The handwriting was like her own and that disconcerted her terribly.
The journal had been slid against the back of the shelf and was covered with a thick layer of dust, no doubt no one knew of this book, it was a little bigger than her own notebook, the first one she had. She knew no one would be watching her and she slipped the book into the pocket inside her robe.
She wandered over to another shelf and found another potions journal. this was further up and also hidden behind several other books. She opened this one the name was written in an elegant serpentine script and was dated 1973. The name read, Severus Snape, her heart jumped. This was written while he was still young. She curled up in the only comfortable chair in the room and lit a fire with her wand. She began to read the complex notes on healing potions as well as poisons.
She was so engrossed in the book she failed to notice that both Draco and Serrento has walked into the room, "What have do you have there, Cicely?" Serrento asked.
"It's Professor Snape's Potions journal from when he was about my age, May I keep it?" She asked knowing they would deny their little treasure nothing, "I already know that Professor Snape is dead, So it wouldn't matter, would it, if I kept it?"
"No pet I suppose it wouldn't matter if you kept it," Draco smiled, "Go ahead, keep it, you may learn something from it,"
"Thank you," she gave him the cruelest smile she could.
"You're welcome," Draco said as he left the room.
Serrento stayed behind and watched her, "How did you know he was dead?" He asked, his brother had just told him that they'd found the body, and that Hermione was distraught beyond all reckoning.
"He would have come after me by now, I am, or rather was one of his best students, and one of his most trusted. To bad his own brother couldn't have learned that lesson." she said not looking up from her book.
"Why you little..." Serrento scowled at her, "How did you know?"
"Little what? one good scream from me and anyone in this house will be in here, you know it and I know it," she said looking up from her book, "I may be young but I am certainly not stupid. You and Professor Snape both pronounce some letters and words the same, you scowl almost alike and the resemblance, need I say more?"
Serrento scowled at her and left the room leaving her in relative peace, despite being a hostage of sorts.
*****
Draco sat in a chair close to a bay window, he had a drink in his hand, "I see that Miss Rosewood had put you in your place yet again. She's been here a little over a week and already she has you under her little finger," Draco laughed despite the ache in his ribs, "She has a true talent for alienating people, she is progressing well,"
"She walloped you good, be careful or you might not be able to handle Carmilla's attentions," Serrento gave him a sneer.
"I wouldn't go there if I were you, I am in no mood,"
"Of course not," Serrento said standing by the window, "I think I will have another chat with the girl,"
"Touch her, hex her or otherwise harm her, and I warn you, we have a hungry serpent that needs a feeding," Draco looked up at the older man.
***
Serrento walked back into the small library and found the girl scanning the shelves again, "Go away," she said when he entered.
"No, I think I will stay and watch you for a spell," he sat in the armchair she had previously occupied. "You know you are quite the little witch, already putting us in our places, i hope you just don't forget yours,"
"Vocalis Quietus!" She pointed her wand at him, "I don't like you. I haven't from the start. I told you I wasn't stupid. And if you are wondering, I am not removing the hex. I rather like it when you are quiet, besides I told you to go away."
He was rather pissed off that she knew this particular hex, he lunged at her. She moved away with a sure footed grace she had learned from her mother at a very young age. He lunged at her again only to find the heavy oak door literally in his face, he knew that she had broken his nose.
****
Cicely walked out into the living room and spotted Draco there. She still clutched Severus' old potions journal, and had the other one hidden in her robes. She would give Severus' to Hermione, and the other one to Professor Dumbledore.
Draco looked up at her an chuckled, "What have you done with Serrento?" he asked as she sat down in the chair across from him.
"He's quiet," she replied as she drew her knees up and opened the potions journal. "And he can stay that way for a while."
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Hermione placed an everlasting rose of white with black tipped petals next to Severus. He still had not regained consciousness. She picked this rose for him and still kept the one he had given her within sight in their chambers. His heart rate had grown stronger as well as his pulse. She kissed his still pale lips, "I love you,"
She turned and walked out of the infirmary, and caught sight of madam Hooch in the hallway, "Mione, dear how are you?"
"Well considering the circumstances," she replied, "I am really starting to hate today,"
"The boys figure Severus is gone for good and that they might as well make a go at it,"
"It's not just that, Philip Burtleby is downright distraught, I think he fancied Miss Rosewood,"
"I noticed that too," She replied, "Has there been any word of the girl?"
"None," Hermione replied, "We know she's still alive because they have plans for her,"
"You'll find a way to bring her home," Madam hooch patted Hermione's arm before bustling off. Hermione headed down to the library. Persephone had stayed at Hogwarts and was filling in for Hermione's position in the library while Hermione took over Potions lessons.
****
Persephone was putting books away when Hermione walked in, "Oh hello dear," she said setting the stack of books on the table, "How's Severus?"
"His heart rate is a little faster and his pulse is stronger, other than that there's is nothing new," Hermione said, "And sadly no word of Cicely,"
"We'll find her soon I know we will," Persephone said.
"Persephone, did you ever meet the girl's father?" Hermione asked, she knew that the girl was Voldemort's granddaughter.
"Once he was such a quiet man, he was killed, sadly, in an accident involving a dragon I believe. He was always very polite. sad though he was an orphan, his mother died shortly after giving birth to him. He was adopted by an older couple,"
"Persephone I think it's about time someone told you," Hermione sat down across from the woman, "She's Voldemort's granddaughter,"
Persephone gasped, "I... how can that be?" then she realized, "Her father was his son?" Hermione nodded.
"It's about time you knew about it, We're having a meeting in Dumbledore's office after dinner tonight, I think you should join us," The woman nodded.
*****
Hermione walked through the halls towards the dungeons. She heard footsteps behind her, "Miss Granger?" she heard Philip's quiet voice.
"Philip," she said as she turned, "What can I do for you?"
"Is there any word about where Cicely is?" he asked giving her sad puppy eyes.
"No I am sorry," he turned around and sniffed, "You liked her didn't you,"
"Yes ma'am," he said his shoulders slumped, "a lot,"
"Mister Burtleby would you like to accompany me to my class room?" she said suddenly knowing that what she and Philip were going through were similar.
She allowed the young man to hold her arm as they walked to the potions classroom. "Miss Granger, what happened to Professor Snape?"
Hermione suddenly felt a twinge of sorrow, "He's had an accident, You cannot tell anyone about this, though they no doubt would enjoy the knowledge," the boy nodded with understanding, "he is in a coma in the Infirmary,"
"I'm sorry," he replied, "We're both at risk of losing those we care about." the boy turned to leave. "I won't tell anyone, but please tell me if you find out anything about Cicely,"
"I will, don't worry." Hermione felt a bit of the burden she carried lifted. She realized that she had been entirely too hard on her students, and was turning into a creature that even Severus would never approve of.
*****
Valentine's day rolled around and Hermione was indeed flooded by valentine's from all of the students; she was, after all, the youngest and the prettiest staff member.
Severus still lay in his coma, there was no change, She still looked to the everlasting rose as a way of telling if he was slipping, but instead of dying the rose looked younger than it had. She still hoped.
Hermione looked at her everlasting rose, the red petals looked like drops of fresh blood. She heard a tapping at the enchanted window, a dusky gray owl held a letter in its beak. She opened the window, but the owl only dropped the letter in from of her and left. She picked up the letter and looked at it, it was addressed to her and the script was similar to Severus'. She sat down and opened the letter.
Dear Hermione,
It saddens me to hear that Severus had passed away, It must be very hard for you. It was told to me that he was cremated, I would have liked to have seen him one more time. I know that I haven't been the best person and would like to talk to you in person if possible. At the manor, perhaps? We could grieve together.
Serrento Snape.
"Ballocks," She said out loud, she stood and walked to the door, she grabbed her cloak and headed up to Remus' classroom, she knew he would be in his office now. She made her way to his class and knocked on the door.
"Come in," She opened the Door and was surprised to See Salazar sitting with Remus at his desk. "Hermione, what can I do for you?"
"Letter from Serrento, Seems that he bought the bait," she waved the letter, before handing it to Salazar.
"What is he trying to pull?" Salazar said handing the letter to Remus. He read the letter and stifled a laugh.
"He's trying to either a) Seduce me or b) find out what I know," She said standing beside Salazar.
"What are you going to do?" Remus asked.
"Why mourn of course and accept his invitation. Don't worry I'll be armed to the teeth." She smiled.
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Hermione rummaged through Severus' private potions stores. She found three vials she wanted; Draught of Living death, Verati-serum and one that he had shown her how to make, it was simply called Pain. Severus only made the one bottle, one drop was as bad as being hit with the Cruciatus a dozen times over. The vial had only three drops in it.
She slipped the vials into the pockets sewn into the bodice of her dress. She looked around the Potions room and sighed, she would apperate to the Snape manor and meet with Serrento. She took a deep breath and raised her hand, she lit the candle next to her with using her wand. She had almost become an Auror after graduation. She had mastered several techniques including wandless spells. They would be helpful if anything went wrong.
Salazar walked into the classroom just as she was heading out he had taken vacation time to come to Hogwarts as a substitute teacher for potions. His years at Durmstrang had proved to be good to him, especially at potions. "Mione, you don't have to do this,"
"Yes, I do Salazar," She gave the man a grave look, "I have to do this for Severus," She said as she brushed past him.
Salazar saw a look of cold fire in her eyes before she left. She would have made an awesome Auror, he thought as he went to Severus' office. Hermione had left plans for the classes, only for that day.
*****
She walked out of Hogwarts and to the spot she knew Severus disapperated from. She put on her best mourning face and forced a few tears out. This wasn't hard because she thought of Severus and the tears flowed freely.
She knew there were many possible things that could happen while she was there and she was prepared for all of them.
She apperated to Snape manor and prepared for what ever was to happen. She walked up to the large oak door and knocked. She felt the icy wind chill the tears on her cheeks. She wore all black as a sign of mourning and Remus thought she pulled the part off beautifully when she practiced in front of him.
The door slowly opened and she saw Serrento giving her a weak sorrow filled smile, "Hello Hermione."
"Serrento," she said the tears flowing fresh, two can play at this game she thought, looking at his expression which looked fake.
She stepped inside and he closed the door behind her, "I am sorry to hear that Severus passed away. Do you know what happened?"
She shook her head, "He disappeared in the forbidden forest and he was found nearly a week later." Serrento led her into the living room and to the large couch in front of the fire. They sat and Hermione began a new bout of fake tears. "He's gone, oh Serrento why did this have to happen?"
Serrento held onto Hermione as she cried, If you only knew pet if you only knew, he thought as his hand found the small of her back. Her body felt warm and inviting.
"Hermione, Hermione... I'm so sorry. I never should have treated you that way, insulted you in front of the family. I never got to tell Severus I was sorry," He buried his face into her hair, it smelled of vanilla and roses, it was intoxicating. He continued to hold her even after she had stopped crying.
"Serrento, I didn't mean to insult you like that," She sat up and looked into his eyes, despite them being colder than Severus' had ever been, there was also a fire of passion behind the iciness. He leaned over to her and was surprised when she met him halfway. He kissed her tear dampened lips.
She parted them slightly and felt the wave of nausea, she pushed it aside. He put his hand on her hip as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
Serrento was intoxicated; by her body, her sorrow, everything. To hell if she's a mudblood he thought as his hand slipped from her hip to her thigh. They broke their embrace and Hermione looked at him through partially closed eyes. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that... It's too soon," Serrento moved his hand along her thigh causing her to shiver.
Hermione's mind raced. Let him think me weak. Let him think me submissive. Just don't let him think I am in control. I know I am and he mustn't realize that yet. She let him look at her, he wanted her and she knew it. "I have to be going Serrento," She stood up slowly, as if not wanting to leave.
"Can you come back?" he asked fervently, "Hopefully not to cry?" he asked giving her a smile that was No match for Severus'
"Yes Serrento, I will," she gave him a small smile, he's right where I want him and look I'm still in one piece. "Will next weekend work?" She asked quietly.
"Yes," he stood and gave her a passionate kiss on her lips, he went and got her cloak and saw her to the door.
*****
Hermione apperated back to Hogwarts and immediately went to her chambers in the dungeons. Then immediately took her wand and the potions from her dress and set them on the writing desk. She stripped off the dress and debated burning it as she went to the bathroom and drew an almost scalding bath.
she scrubbed and cried. She finally left the tub after nearly an hour of scrubbing and dried herself off. She went to her closet and chose a dress that was Severus' favorite. Dark green crushed velvet with silver snakes along the hem and wrists.
She fed Crookshanks and looked at her rosy skin. She still felt dirty. She wondered if Severus ever felt that way after a Deatheaters meeting...
******
She left her chambers and went up to the infirmary. She found Salazar and another shorter figure sitting next to Severus' bed. She walked up and saw that it was Philip Burtleby. "Hermione, he asked to see him." Salazar said as soon as he caught sight of her in the corner of his eye.
"Miss Granger," Philip looked frightened, "I didn't mean too, it's just..." Hermione could see the boys tears.
"It's okay, I understand. But I think you should go it's nearly time for dinner," The boy nodded, stood and slowly left the room.
"So how did it go?" Salazar asked without looking up.
"The plan is working so far and with luck I won't have to deal with him at an extreme level. The bastard wants me and it was hard enough for me to no vomit when he kissed me,"
"He kissed you?" Salazar stood and pulled her away from the bed, "It that all? Please tell me that was all,"
"Yes," she said shuddering, "He wants to 'talk' to me next weekend. And believe me Salazar I felt extremely dirty when I came back and scrubbed myself pink. Not to mention it took me all of my will power not to burn that dress I was wearing."
Salazar hugged her, it was comforting, like a big brother hugging a distraught sister. "He moved today Mione," He said after he let go of her, "Not much just a head shake and a hand twitch but he moved." This time Hermione hugged him and nearly strangled him in the process.
******
******
Hermione let go of Salazar's neck and rushed to Severus' bed. She sat on her knees next to the bed. She brushed her hand against his cheek. It was no longer cold and the color was returning. "Severus, I know your waking up. I have your little brother wrapped around my pinkie. I will have Cicely back here before you know it."
She brushed her cheek against his lips then kissed them. Lifting her head she saw a tear had fallen onto his cheek and brushed it away with her lips.
She turned to Salazar who stood with his back to her. She put her hand on his shoulder. he turned to her, "Are you all right?" he asked as she turned to leave.
She turned and smiled at him, "I am much better now." She gave him the warm smile that had been missing from her face for weeks.
He smiled at her. It was good to see her smile, he thought, she shouldn't risk her life though. He walked with her out of the infirmary and to the great hall for dinner.
***
Hermione sat between Salazar and Remus at the head table. Remus asked her about her meeting with Serrento. "Mione? How did it go?"
"He's convinced that Severus is indeed dead and that I really want to see him again." She shuddered, "And believe me, I am not looking forward to that. Salazar, has he contacted you?"
"Other than to say that he missed Severus terribly, no." Salazar picked up his glass, "I never thought he could be so cold."
"Mione, you have to be careful you know," Remus said in a quiet voice, his soft brown eyes pleading with her to be careful.
"I know Remus," she smiled, "I may not be a fully trained Auror but I was taught by one of the best."
****
Philip visited professor Snape when he could. Dumbledore had nothing against it and the boy's mood had improved slightly. He sat with his Potions homework as he watched the unconscious man. "Miss Granger really misses you sir," he whispered, "I think even Gryffindor house does too, I even miss you." The boy chuckled. He gathered up his books when his stomach grumbled.
"Bye professor. Wake up soon," he whispered, "Miss Granger really needs you."
He left the infirmary and went back to the Gryffindor common room. They all missed Cicely. But Gryffindor house was sure that Philip loved her; and they were right. He dropped his books off and walked down to the great hall, and was surprised to see that dinner had already started. He walked over and to an empty seat at his table and began to pick at his food.
Hermione noticed the boy walking in and wondered where he had been. He had become her eyes when she couldn't be with Severus. He maintained his high grades despite the extra duty. She would talk to the boy after dinner. She was concerned more about him than Severus. While Severus was waking up, Philip was becoming colder and more distant. I did that once, she thought.
*****
Hermione glided down the hallways. She wore one on Severus robes, as it smelled like him. She saw someone heading out of the Infirmary and went to intercept them. "And what do you think you are doing?" she asked the figure.
The small figure stopped dead in its tracks and turned, "I'm sorry Miss Granger, I just..."
She looked at Philip, his lip quivered as if he were about to cry, "I'm sorry I thought you might be one of those nosey Slytherins," Philip sniffled and laughed.
"Why would I be a nosey Slytherin? I'm a nosey Gryffindor," He gave her a smile.
"That you are," She smiled, "You want to go down to the kitchens and get some ice cream?" The boy lit up.
She led him down to the kitchens and was immediately sighted by Dobby, "Miss Hermione! You visits poor Dobby,"
"Hello Dobby, We just came here for some ice cream," The little house elf got them each a bowl of ice cream, "Thank you Dobby,"
Misses is very welcome," He bobbed his head in a little bow and scooted off.
Philip laughed, "He's very strange,"
"I know but he's very nice," She said tasting her ice cream, "Philip, I should tell you that all we know about where Miss Rosewood is that she is still alive,"
"How do you know?" He asked.
"I just do," She replied giving him a smile, "You know you shouldn't fence yourself off from your friends. I know someone who did that,"
"What happened to them?" Philip asked setting his spoon down.
"She started to become bitter and began to lose sight of what was really important to her,"
"Did she ever realize what she had done?"
"Not for a long time, it took her a while. She woke up one morning and realized that her friends were important to her and they were worried about her."
"Oh," Philip looked at her and smiled. "I guess I shouldn't be so selfish then. Thank you for the ice cream"
******
After Hermione had taken the boy up to his common room She went to the staff room and sat in her favorite armchair. It was also Severus' favorite chair, when he decided to be social. She heard the door opening but didn't look.
"Hermione?" Minerva looked at the young woman, "May I speak with you?"
"Of course," She sat up straighter in the chair.
"Albus has been keeping me informed on not only what you have been working on but how Severus is doing." Minerva sat across from her. "I don't think you should be risking your life for this or him,"
"I'm not risking my life. I know you are well aware of my relationship with Severus. I would do almost anything for him." Hermione knew that thought the transfiguration teacher accepted that the two were a couple. She just did not approve of the age difference. "I know you don't approve of the age difference between us and Severus is waking up and he has been through worse.
"I know but these are turning into dangerous times again," Minerva sat tightlipped.
"I am doing this only to protect the school and the children. And to bring back Miss Rosewood." Hermione stood, "Please understand that." I'm not a student anymore, I make my own choices now, she added mentally as she left the staff room. I will not argue over something pointless.
******
Four days later:
Cicely Rosewood sat in her austere room. She had Professor Snape's Potions journal propped against her knees. He had several drawings in the journal as well mostly of herbs and different potion ingredients. But they were still beautiful drawings. She wiped away a tear knowing she would never be able to ask him about them. They had taken away an important figure in her life. And for that She would never forgive them.
She heard a knock on the bedroom door, "Come in," She looked up as the door opened. Draco walked in holding a tray.
"My dear girl have you memorized that yet?" Draco asked politely as he set the tray down in her bed.
"No," She set the book aside and looked at the tray, on it was a glass of juice and a couple of scones. "Can I go home?" She had been there for over three weeks and she had the feeling they were running out of things to teach her.
"My dear, dear girl of course you can go home," He gave her a smile, "But I have to make you promise that you reveal none of our identities. For you see, they may punish you as well." He put a hand on her shoulder.
"I promise." She gave him a pleasant smile. A Slytherin smile.
"But we may need to bring you back at anytime understand?"
"I understand," She replied, thinking of all of the things she would like to do to him. I'd flay you first, she thought, slimy git don't even think you're on my good side.
"Good girl," Draco patted her head, "You can go home tomorrow, back to Hogwarts." He smiled and left the room.
"Tis Professor Snape," He said carrying Severus' limp body to the the nearest curtained bed and lay him down.
Madam Pomfrey looked at Severus. His skin had a deathly pale cast to it. He had a scrape on his right cheek and a gash on his left temple. His once white shirt was muddy and caked with dried blood. Madam Pomfrey didn't doubt that his torso would be covered in bruises and that he'd have multiple broken bones
"Is he still alive?" she asked hagrid, he shrugged he didn't know. Pomfrey held his wrist up and felt for a pulse. It took some time but she found a pulse, a weak one. But he was still alive for the time being. "Hagrid, I want you to go tell Dumbledore, then go and find Hermione," Hagrid nodded, it was the second time he had brought Severus here, and this time it didn't look as though Severus would make it.
***
Hagrid stood at Dumbledore's office door, "Come in," he heard the kindly old wizard.
Hagrid stepped inside the office, "Dumbledore sir, Professor Snape's been found," He said standing by the door, "Found 'im in the forest sir. This morning' 'e doesn't look to good neither,"
"Thank you hagrid, I'm sure that Miss Granger would like to know that he has been found," Dumbledore said standing and walking to him.
"Yes sir," Hagrid left the office first and went down to the dungeons and towards the potions classroom. Hermione was finishing up a lesson with a first year class. "Miss Granger, May I speak with you please," Hagrid stood in the doorway and he saw the empty spot where his own granddaughter would have sat.
****
"Yes Hagrid," She said stepping out into the hallways and closing the door behind him. "What can I do for you?" hagrid noted she looked exhausted.
"Mione, we found Severus this afternoon, He's in the infirmary and doesn't look to good to be honest." Hagrid felt uneasy, "Just tell me what you're doing and I'll take care of the class for ye,"
"They're just cleaning up now, they just need to be supervised. Thank you," she stood on her toes and planted a kiss on his cheek despite her tears.
****
Hermione made her way slowly to the infirmary. She didn't know what to expect, but hagrid said it was pretty bad. She wiped her tears away, and opened the door leading to the infirmary. She saw Albus, Minerva and Madam Pomfrey standing over a partially curtained bed. "Albus?" She said softly as she walked over to the bed.
"My dear child," he said as he moved so she could see him. "He's still alive, his pulse is very weak, Madam Pomfrey say that he was hit at least a dozen times by the cruciatus. He was also beaten,"
They moved away so she could see for herself, Albus and Minerva walked over to the door so they could talk, "Albus, he might not make it,"
"I know, he pulled through the last time, let's hope that he can this time as well, for Miss Grangers sake,"
"Albus, the ministry has to know about this," Minerva said as she looked over towards Severus' bed.
"We have to make sure that Miss Rosewood is safe first.
*****
Hermione sat on the floor next to Severus' bed. She gingerly touched his face, his breathing was shallow. She looked at his bare torso, it was covered in bruises and scrapes. She knew Madam Pomfrey had given him bone mend. That was all she could give him until he regained consciousness, if. She noticed his cloak on the floor next to the bed, she picked it up and heard glass clinking in the on pocket.
She reached inside and pulled out three small vials that had the remains of a reddish potion in them. She opened one of the vials and sniffed, she could smell cinnamon. She managed a faint smile and leaned over and gave his terribly pale lips a kiss. "Severus' you have to pull through, I love you, I will always love you, and I will avenge you love, I promise."
She stood up and looked for Madam Pomfrey, "Madam Pomfrey, he took three vials of the phantom pain cure," She handed her the vials, "You will tell me immediately if there is any change?" She nodded, "I will be in the dungeons in anyone needs me, Albus I have to ask that the potions class be canceled for the rest of the day,"
Albus nodded, "I will personally see that the class has something to do in the library."
****
Hermione made her way to the potions room and into Severus' office. She pulled a wad of parchments out of his desk and began to write letters, pulling in favors from her friends.
Harry,
the Deatheaters have regrouped and have taken a student as I am sure Dumbledore has informed you. I would like to see you in person tomorrow if possible
Hermione
She started the next one,
Salazar,
they've found Severus, he's still alive but barely. I need to speak with you in person if possible. Also please Tell Serrento that they've found Severus but it was too late, I have the feeling the bastard knows who did this.
Hermione
She wrote the letters and went to the owlrey. She felt angered, more so than she had ever been, and she knew that her wrath would be a vengeful force. Despite what Severus had asked her not to do, she would take matters into her own hands.
****
Madam Pomfrey checked on Severus. He looks like a corpse, she thought, He was hanging on, barely. In the four hours since he had been found she could do nothing but patch his external wounds and wait. She didn't risk giving him any of the stronger potions at this time because she didn't know if they would cause some adverse reaction. She was thankful however for managing to give him the bone mending potion.
She heard the doors opening and Hermione striding in like a vengeful spirit. She pulled a chair over and sat next to Severus. Pomfrey decided that she would not disturb her.
Hermione watched the unconscious man on the bed in front of her.
She had sent her letters and they would hopefully arrive on time and she could find out who exactly did this to her beloved Severus. She had the distinct feeling that Serrento had something to do with it too.
*****
Cicely Rosewood sat a table with several figures dressed in black hooded cloaks and white masks, "I know you are Deatheaters, and I don't know what you want with me, I'm not even Slytherin."
"You, young girl, are our salvation," one started, "You see you are Voldemort's heir, you are his granddaughter..."
"No! I am Hagrid's granddaughter," she yelled, "I am not related to that horrible wizard,"
"He wasn't so terrible, he was just sorely misunderstood," another replied, "Cicely, you are his final legacy. Locked somewhere inside of you is the greatest power any wizard could ask for, ever, and we will help you unleash it."
"NO!" she yelled, "I don't believe you,"
"Your father was Voldemort's son, and you are his granddaughter." a fist was slammed against the table, "Snape failed to train you as we saw fit,"
"You killed him didn't you?" she yelled again. She knew that they had killed her favorite professor and for that they would pay. "Fine, train me, nothing will come if it," she said bitterly.
*****
Hermione woke. She realized she was in the infirmary, and it was growing dark. She looked at Severus, "I have to go my love, I will be back soon," she kissed his pale lips again before standing and heading out of the infirmary.
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Hermione sat in Dumbledore's office as they began to arrive; they being Harry, Ron, Salazar, Remus and Sirius. She sat curled in a chair, watching as the men arrived. When all had arrived she stood and walked over to where they sat by the fireplace.
"Thank you all for coming," her voice was calm and collected, "As you know or now know, the Deatheaters have regrouped and now have a very powerful in untrained witch in their hands; Miss Cicely Rosewood. Albus has informed me that she is Voldemort's final blow, she is his granddaughter. It is also now known that Severus' younger brother Serrento is also a Deatheater."
Sirius sat brooding, "What about Severus?"
"Severus has been found," Hermione started she choked up a little as she continued, "He is still unconscious and the outcome is not very hopeful. Serrento has been told he is dead and well I plan on using myself as bait to find out where Cicely is,"
"Mione, I don't think that is a very wise idea," Ron spoke up, he had accepted that she loved Severus but he still had hopes that he and Hermione could be together, "I mean you could be killed,"
"I am fully aware of that fact Ron. But Cicely is a very exceptional student excelling in subjects and showing great power," Hermione looked at the men around her, "She has the potential of becoming just as evil as her grandfather. Brainwashing is a muggle technique that the Deatheaters know too well and may be employing it to groom our young student."
"What do you have planned?" Remus said quietly.
"I don't have a plan exactly that doesn't involve systematically slaughtering each on if them as we find them," Hermione's voice was like ice, "I know that we need to pull the Aurors back in one this as soon as we can. I know my training didn't progress past the basics. I trust at least one of you can pull strings to get at least a handful of them back on," Harry, Ron and Sirius nodded, "Salazar, you are the closest tie we have with the Deatheaters, I suspect that Serrento may try and recruit you, due to your position in the Ministry and he knows that you are a pureblood,"
"I know," he said quietly, he hadn't seen Severus yet and would after the meeting, "Serrento is convinced that Severus is dead, He fancies you Hermione. Regardless of your heritage,"
"That might work to our advantage," She said, "I will keep you all posted on Severus' progress. And though this meeting is short I wanted to touch base with you all," they all nodded.
"I trust that we can keep this secret?" Albus said looking at the lot, they all nodded, "Very good."
*****
Everyone left after talking to Hermione about how she was dealing, everyone with the exception of Salazar, "Hermione, I would like to see my brother," Salazar looked into her eyes, "Please, I haven't seen him yet,"
Hermione led him to the infirmary and to the last curtained bed, Severus had been moved, carefully, there. Salazar looked at the still form of his brother, "Damn you Severus," he said as he knelt next to him, "You were always trying to prove to everyone else that you weren't a failure. You always had to rush headlong into things and now look, you have a woman here who loves you enough to risk her life to finish what you started," He whispered into his brothers ear. Hermione could only hear bits of what he said.
She watched Salazar as he knelt beside his brother, "I know you Severus, you have to fight..." he stopped for a minute then stood, "All right fine, be a bastard. All the students and I am sure more than a few of the staff would be happy to you finally gone. Dumbledore told me that Hermione wanted to be Potions Mistress, She's becoming even more heartless than you had ever been... But I see you will always be a bastard..."
He turned to Hermione, "Yelling at him like that always worked when he was stubborn, lets just hope it will now,"
He turned and walked towards the door, Hermione swiftly followed, "I hope you're right," Hermione said walking out with him. "I hope you're right,"
"Valentines day is the day after tomorrow," Salazar said as they, "Maybe he'll be kind enough to wake up for you before then,"
Valentine's Day? Hermione thought, it seemed like only yesterday that she was arguing with Severus, almost hating him. The boys knew that Severus was gone and not likely to return. She had the feeling that she would be bombarded by cards and flowers.
****
Severus lay trapped in his mind, violent nightmares and painful screams. Screams that he recognized as his own, he couldn't move, couldn't speak not even scream. He saw the white blond hair and immediately saw Draco Malfoy's leering face. "Your precious Little mudblood will be well taken care of indeed,"
Severus felt the others kicking him as Serrento and Draco talked, "Hermione will be perfect, we could share her once she's earned your trust," Draco hissed, "And to think that Snape got her before us,"
"That won't matter, She has a body on her though, mudblood or not I would love to..." Serrento leaned over and looked at his brother, "Oh you're still here? Listening to what we plan on doing to your precious Mione. I bet Draco here could do better than you ever could old man," he spat into his brother's face, "Another round of Cruciatus and I think we could dump your body in the forbidden forest for the werewolves and spiders."
Severus could felt the pains even though they had already gone, he felt his body being dropped and covered with leaves and dirt. he remembered that much then the whole scene played over again in his mind.
******
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Cicely rosewood sat at a small table while she watched her teacher. He looked like Professor Snape yet she knew that her professor was dead, or at least that's what she thought.
"Miss Rosewood, What are the three Unforgivables?" Serrento was a hard and cold teacher.
"Imperious, Cruciatus and Avada Kedavra, Sir," She felt cold on the inside, she felt as if her childhood had been torn from her. And those she had cared for were gone forever.
"Very good, Now what are the ingredients of the draught of living death" Serrento looked at her.
"Asphodel and essence of Wormwood sir," She wished she could be back at Hogwarts with her friends and family.
"Very Good," Serrento said giving her a cruel smile, "Do you know the ingredients of the..." Cicely thought he was too boring, he was nothing like Professor Snape, at least he had invited her to conversations between Hermione and himself.
"Excuse me sir," she said coldly, "Why are you trying to teach me things that I already know?"
"Well what do you know," He asked as he sneered at her.
"I know potions that could kill you the moment they touched your lips," She replied as he sipped his water, "This particular one is odorless, tasteless and colorless," She was in no mood for games.
He looked at his water and frowned, "It wouldn't be wise to say things like that,"
"You can't kill me," She had already be told of her late grandfather's illustrious history, "You need me," they both knew it was true. But what her teacher didn't know was she still retained her pure heart despite all that was being 'taught'.
Serrento scowled, "That will be enough for today I think." she pulled herself off of the chair and left him alone in the small 'classroom'.
*****
She had explored the entire house and found that it was the same one she had been held in before. There were doors and windows but passwords were needed to get out. There was a kitchen with three mute house elves and a large dining room. there were also many bedrooms as well as a library.
She walked back to her sterile looking room. She took out a slip of parchment and wrote down all she could fit in the allotted space. Someday, she thought, I will get out of here and I will teach these evil people a lesson.
She heard a knock on her door, "Come in," she heard the door opening, "Mr. Malfoy," she looked up at her visitor, she thought he looked an awful lot like Carmilla Nettleburn...
"Cicely," his voice was without emotion, "You shouldn't tease Serrento so,"
"Why not?" she replied, "It's not really teasing," she gave him a cold look.
Draco sat on the edge of her bed, "No, I guess it isn't teasing,"
Cicely's internal dialogue was rampant; I heard about you, you turned your family in so you wouldn't face charges, "I suppose You're here to tell me something I already know, let me guess dueling?"
Draco nodded, "You are correct,"
"Who is it to be this time?" she had already disarmed most if not all of her captors once but the wards on the house were far too advanced for even her.
"Me," Draco replied standing up, "I am not as easy as the others,"
No, you wouldn't be, she thought, but it will be so fun to defeat you. I promise I will disarm you, you filthy worm ridden...
****
Cicely had indeed disarmed Draco, and given him no less then six broken ribs and an minor concussion, she herself had sustained several bruises. They needed to train her and they felt she knew more that she let on.
She sat at the dining room table, alone, she ate her dinner knowing that only a fool would try and poison this great treasure to the dark arts.
She smiled to herself, Miss Granger would be proud of her, she hadn't cracked. She had a feeling Professor Snape would be too if he were still alive. She liked the professor despite his outward personality, if miss Granger could stand him so could she.
She sighed and finished her meal before heading off to the small library. All of the books that were in there could be found in the restricted section. She knew curses and cures and all in the small amount of time she had been there.
She picked up an old potions journal and opened it, the first page was a name; Tom Riddle. her grandfather. The handwriting was like her own and that disconcerted her terribly.
The journal had been slid against the back of the shelf and was covered with a thick layer of dust, no doubt no one knew of this book, it was a little bigger than her own notebook, the first one she had. She knew no one would be watching her and she slipped the book into the pocket inside her robe.
She wandered over to another shelf and found another potions journal. this was further up and also hidden behind several other books. She opened this one the name was written in an elegant serpentine script and was dated 1973. The name read, Severus Snape, her heart jumped. This was written while he was still young. She curled up in the only comfortable chair in the room and lit a fire with her wand. She began to read the complex notes on healing potions as well as poisons.
She was so engrossed in the book she failed to notice that both Draco and Serrento has walked into the room, "What have do you have there, Cicely?" Serrento asked.
"It's Professor Snape's Potions journal from when he was about my age, May I keep it?" She asked knowing they would deny their little treasure nothing, "I already know that Professor Snape is dead, So it wouldn't matter, would it, if I kept it?"
"No pet I suppose it wouldn't matter if you kept it," Draco smiled, "Go ahead, keep it, you may learn something from it,"
"Thank you," she gave him the cruelest smile she could.
"You're welcome," Draco said as he left the room.
Serrento stayed behind and watched her, "How did you know he was dead?" He asked, his brother had just told him that they'd found the body, and that Hermione was distraught beyond all reckoning.
"He would have come after me by now, I am, or rather was one of his best students, and one of his most trusted. To bad his own brother couldn't have learned that lesson." she said not looking up from her book.
"Why you little..." Serrento scowled at her, "How did you know?"
"Little what? one good scream from me and anyone in this house will be in here, you know it and I know it," she said looking up from her book, "I may be young but I am certainly not stupid. You and Professor Snape both pronounce some letters and words the same, you scowl almost alike and the resemblance, need I say more?"
Serrento scowled at her and left the room leaving her in relative peace, despite being a hostage of sorts.
*****
Draco sat in a chair close to a bay window, he had a drink in his hand, "I see that Miss Rosewood had put you in your place yet again. She's been here a little over a week and already she has you under her little finger," Draco laughed despite the ache in his ribs, "She has a true talent for alienating people, she is progressing well,"
"She walloped you good, be careful or you might not be able to handle Carmilla's attentions," Serrento gave him a sneer.
"I wouldn't go there if I were you, I am in no mood,"
"Of course not," Serrento said standing by the window, "I think I will have another chat with the girl,"
"Touch her, hex her or otherwise harm her, and I warn you, we have a hungry serpent that needs a feeding," Draco looked up at the older man.
***
Serrento walked back into the small library and found the girl scanning the shelves again, "Go away," she said when he entered.
"No, I think I will stay and watch you for a spell," he sat in the armchair she had previously occupied. "You know you are quite the little witch, already putting us in our places, i hope you just don't forget yours,"
"Vocalis Quietus!" She pointed her wand at him, "I don't like you. I haven't from the start. I told you I wasn't stupid. And if you are wondering, I am not removing the hex. I rather like it when you are quiet, besides I told you to go away."
He was rather pissed off that she knew this particular hex, he lunged at her. She moved away with a sure footed grace she had learned from her mother at a very young age. He lunged at her again only to find the heavy oak door literally in his face, he knew that she had broken his nose.
****
Cicely walked out into the living room and spotted Draco there. She still clutched Severus' old potions journal, and had the other one hidden in her robes. She would give Severus' to Hermione, and the other one to Professor Dumbledore.
Draco looked up at her an chuckled, "What have you done with Serrento?" he asked as she sat down in the chair across from him.
"He's quiet," she replied as she drew her knees up and opened the potions journal. "And he can stay that way for a while."
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Hermione placed an everlasting rose of white with black tipped petals next to Severus. He still had not regained consciousness. She picked this rose for him and still kept the one he had given her within sight in their chambers. His heart rate had grown stronger as well as his pulse. She kissed his still pale lips, "I love you,"
She turned and walked out of the infirmary, and caught sight of madam Hooch in the hallway, "Mione, dear how are you?"
"Well considering the circumstances," she replied, "I am really starting to hate today,"
"The boys figure Severus is gone for good and that they might as well make a go at it,"
"It's not just that, Philip Burtleby is downright distraught, I think he fancied Miss Rosewood,"
"I noticed that too," She replied, "Has there been any word of the girl?"
"None," Hermione replied, "We know she's still alive because they have plans for her,"
"You'll find a way to bring her home," Madam hooch patted Hermione's arm before bustling off. Hermione headed down to the library. Persephone had stayed at Hogwarts and was filling in for Hermione's position in the library while Hermione took over Potions lessons.
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Persephone was putting books away when Hermione walked in, "Oh hello dear," she said setting the stack of books on the table, "How's Severus?"
"His heart rate is a little faster and his pulse is stronger, other than that there's is nothing new," Hermione said, "And sadly no word of Cicely,"
"We'll find her soon I know we will," Persephone said.
"Persephone, did you ever meet the girl's father?" Hermione asked, she knew that the girl was Voldemort's granddaughter.
"Once he was such a quiet man, he was killed, sadly, in an accident involving a dragon I believe. He was always very polite. sad though he was an orphan, his mother died shortly after giving birth to him. He was adopted by an older couple,"
"Persephone I think it's about time someone told you," Hermione sat down across from the woman, "She's Voldemort's granddaughter,"
Persephone gasped, "I... how can that be?" then she realized, "Her father was his son?" Hermione nodded.
"It's about time you knew about it, We're having a meeting in Dumbledore's office after dinner tonight, I think you should join us," The woman nodded.
*****
Hermione walked through the halls towards the dungeons. She heard footsteps behind her, "Miss Granger?" she heard Philip's quiet voice.
"Philip," she said as she turned, "What can I do for you?"
"Is there any word about where Cicely is?" he asked giving her sad puppy eyes.
"No I am sorry," he turned around and sniffed, "You liked her didn't you,"
"Yes ma'am," he said his shoulders slumped, "a lot,"
"Mister Burtleby would you like to accompany me to my class room?" she said suddenly knowing that what she and Philip were going through were similar.
She allowed the young man to hold her arm as they walked to the potions classroom. "Miss Granger, what happened to Professor Snape?"
Hermione suddenly felt a twinge of sorrow, "He's had an accident, You cannot tell anyone about this, though they no doubt would enjoy the knowledge," the boy nodded with understanding, "he is in a coma in the Infirmary,"
"I'm sorry," he replied, "We're both at risk of losing those we care about." the boy turned to leave. "I won't tell anyone, but please tell me if you find out anything about Cicely,"
"I will, don't worry." Hermione felt a bit of the burden she carried lifted. She realized that she had been entirely too hard on her students, and was turning into a creature that even Severus would never approve of.
*****
Valentine's day rolled around and Hermione was indeed flooded by valentine's from all of the students; she was, after all, the youngest and the prettiest staff member.
Severus still lay in his coma, there was no change, She still looked to the everlasting rose as a way of telling if he was slipping, but instead of dying the rose looked younger than it had. She still hoped.
Hermione looked at her everlasting rose, the red petals looked like drops of fresh blood. She heard a tapping at the enchanted window, a dusky gray owl held a letter in its beak. She opened the window, but the owl only dropped the letter in from of her and left. She picked up the letter and looked at it, it was addressed to her and the script was similar to Severus'. She sat down and opened the letter.
Dear Hermione,
It saddens me to hear that Severus had passed away, It must be very hard for you. It was told to me that he was cremated, I would have liked to have seen him one more time. I know that I haven't been the best person and would like to talk to you in person if possible. At the manor, perhaps? We could grieve together.
Serrento Snape.
"Ballocks," She said out loud, she stood and walked to the door, she grabbed her cloak and headed up to Remus' classroom, she knew he would be in his office now. She made her way to his class and knocked on the door.
"Come in," She opened the Door and was surprised to See Salazar sitting with Remus at his desk. "Hermione, what can I do for you?"
"Letter from Serrento, Seems that he bought the bait," she waved the letter, before handing it to Salazar.
"What is he trying to pull?" Salazar said handing the letter to Remus. He read the letter and stifled a laugh.
"He's trying to either a) Seduce me or b) find out what I know," She said standing beside Salazar.
"What are you going to do?" Remus asked.
"Why mourn of course and accept his invitation. Don't worry I'll be armed to the teeth." She smiled.
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Hermione rummaged through Severus' private potions stores. She found three vials she wanted; Draught of Living death, Verati-serum and one that he had shown her how to make, it was simply called Pain. Severus only made the one bottle, one drop was as bad as being hit with the Cruciatus a dozen times over. The vial had only three drops in it.
She slipped the vials into the pockets sewn into the bodice of her dress. She looked around the Potions room and sighed, she would apperate to the Snape manor and meet with Serrento. She took a deep breath and raised her hand, she lit the candle next to her with using her wand. She had almost become an Auror after graduation. She had mastered several techniques including wandless spells. They would be helpful if anything went wrong.
Salazar walked into the classroom just as she was heading out he had taken vacation time to come to Hogwarts as a substitute teacher for potions. His years at Durmstrang had proved to be good to him, especially at potions. "Mione, you don't have to do this,"
"Yes, I do Salazar," She gave the man a grave look, "I have to do this for Severus," She said as she brushed past him.
Salazar saw a look of cold fire in her eyes before she left. She would have made an awesome Auror, he thought as he went to Severus' office. Hermione had left plans for the classes, only for that day.
*****
She walked out of Hogwarts and to the spot she knew Severus disapperated from. She put on her best mourning face and forced a few tears out. This wasn't hard because she thought of Severus and the tears flowed freely.
She knew there were many possible things that could happen while she was there and she was prepared for all of them.
She apperated to Snape manor and prepared for what ever was to happen. She walked up to the large oak door and knocked. She felt the icy wind chill the tears on her cheeks. She wore all black as a sign of mourning and Remus thought she pulled the part off beautifully when she practiced in front of him.
The door slowly opened and she saw Serrento giving her a weak sorrow filled smile, "Hello Hermione."
"Serrento," she said the tears flowing fresh, two can play at this game she thought, looking at his expression which looked fake.
She stepped inside and he closed the door behind her, "I am sorry to hear that Severus passed away. Do you know what happened?"
She shook her head, "He disappeared in the forbidden forest and he was found nearly a week later." Serrento led her into the living room and to the large couch in front of the fire. They sat and Hermione began a new bout of fake tears. "He's gone, oh Serrento why did this have to happen?"
Serrento held onto Hermione as she cried, If you only knew pet if you only knew, he thought as his hand found the small of her back. Her body felt warm and inviting.
"Hermione, Hermione... I'm so sorry. I never should have treated you that way, insulted you in front of the family. I never got to tell Severus I was sorry," He buried his face into her hair, it smelled of vanilla and roses, it was intoxicating. He continued to hold her even after she had stopped crying.
"Serrento, I didn't mean to insult you like that," She sat up and looked into his eyes, despite them being colder than Severus' had ever been, there was also a fire of passion behind the iciness. He leaned over to her and was surprised when she met him halfway. He kissed her tear dampened lips.
She parted them slightly and felt the wave of nausea, she pushed it aside. He put his hand on her hip as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
Serrento was intoxicated; by her body, her sorrow, everything. To hell if she's a mudblood he thought as his hand slipped from her hip to her thigh. They broke their embrace and Hermione looked at him through partially closed eyes. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that... It's too soon," Serrento moved his hand along her thigh causing her to shiver.
Hermione's mind raced. Let him think me weak. Let him think me submissive. Just don't let him think I am in control. I know I am and he mustn't realize that yet. She let him look at her, he wanted her and she knew it. "I have to be going Serrento," She stood up slowly, as if not wanting to leave.
"Can you come back?" he asked fervently, "Hopefully not to cry?" he asked giving her a smile that was No match for Severus'
"Yes Serrento, I will," she gave him a small smile, he's right where I want him and look I'm still in one piece. "Will next weekend work?" She asked quietly.
"Yes," he stood and gave her a passionate kiss on her lips, he went and got her cloak and saw her to the door.
*****
Hermione apperated back to Hogwarts and immediately went to her chambers in the dungeons. Then immediately took her wand and the potions from her dress and set them on the writing desk. She stripped off the dress and debated burning it as she went to the bathroom and drew an almost scalding bath.
she scrubbed and cried. She finally left the tub after nearly an hour of scrubbing and dried herself off. She went to her closet and chose a dress that was Severus' favorite. Dark green crushed velvet with silver snakes along the hem and wrists.
She fed Crookshanks and looked at her rosy skin. She still felt dirty. She wondered if Severus ever felt that way after a Deatheaters meeting...
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She left her chambers and went up to the infirmary. She found Salazar and another shorter figure sitting next to Severus' bed. She walked up and saw that it was Philip Burtleby. "Hermione, he asked to see him." Salazar said as soon as he caught sight of her in the corner of his eye.
"Miss Granger," Philip looked frightened, "I didn't mean too, it's just..." Hermione could see the boys tears.
"It's okay, I understand. But I think you should go it's nearly time for dinner," The boy nodded, stood and slowly left the room.
"So how did it go?" Salazar asked without looking up.
"The plan is working so far and with luck I won't have to deal with him at an extreme level. The bastard wants me and it was hard enough for me to no vomit when he kissed me,"
"He kissed you?" Salazar stood and pulled her away from the bed, "It that all? Please tell me that was all,"
"Yes," she said shuddering, "He wants to 'talk' to me next weekend. And believe me Salazar I felt extremely dirty when I came back and scrubbed myself pink. Not to mention it took me all of my will power not to burn that dress I was wearing."
Salazar hugged her, it was comforting, like a big brother hugging a distraught sister. "He moved today Mione," He said after he let go of her, "Not much just a head shake and a hand twitch but he moved." This time Hermione hugged him and nearly strangled him in the process.
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Hermione let go of Salazar's neck and rushed to Severus' bed. She sat on her knees next to the bed. She brushed her hand against his cheek. It was no longer cold and the color was returning. "Severus, I know your waking up. I have your little brother wrapped around my pinkie. I will have Cicely back here before you know it."
She brushed her cheek against his lips then kissed them. Lifting her head she saw a tear had fallen onto his cheek and brushed it away with her lips.
She turned to Salazar who stood with his back to her. She put her hand on his shoulder. he turned to her, "Are you all right?" he asked as she turned to leave.
She turned and smiled at him, "I am much better now." She gave him the warm smile that had been missing from her face for weeks.
He smiled at her. It was good to see her smile, he thought, she shouldn't risk her life though. He walked with her out of the infirmary and to the great hall for dinner.
***
Hermione sat between Salazar and Remus at the head table. Remus asked her about her meeting with Serrento. "Mione? How did it go?"
"He's convinced that Severus is indeed dead and that I really want to see him again." She shuddered, "And believe me, I am not looking forward to that. Salazar, has he contacted you?"
"Other than to say that he missed Severus terribly, no." Salazar picked up his glass, "I never thought he could be so cold."
"Mione, you have to be careful you know," Remus said in a quiet voice, his soft brown eyes pleading with her to be careful.
"I know Remus," she smiled, "I may not be a fully trained Auror but I was taught by one of the best."
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Philip visited professor Snape when he could. Dumbledore had nothing against it and the boy's mood had improved slightly. He sat with his Potions homework as he watched the unconscious man. "Miss Granger really misses you sir," he whispered, "I think even Gryffindor house does too, I even miss you." The boy chuckled. He gathered up his books when his stomach grumbled.
"Bye professor. Wake up soon," he whispered, "Miss Granger really needs you."
He left the infirmary and went back to the Gryffindor common room. They all missed Cicely. But Gryffindor house was sure that Philip loved her; and they were right. He dropped his books off and walked down to the great hall, and was surprised to see that dinner had already started. He walked over and to an empty seat at his table and began to pick at his food.
Hermione noticed the boy walking in and wondered where he had been. He had become her eyes when she couldn't be with Severus. He maintained his high grades despite the extra duty. She would talk to the boy after dinner. She was concerned more about him than Severus. While Severus was waking up, Philip was becoming colder and more distant. I did that once, she thought.
*****
Hermione glided down the hallways. She wore one on Severus robes, as it smelled like him. She saw someone heading out of the Infirmary and went to intercept them. "And what do you think you are doing?" she asked the figure.
The small figure stopped dead in its tracks and turned, "I'm sorry Miss Granger, I just..."
She looked at Philip, his lip quivered as if he were about to cry, "I'm sorry I thought you might be one of those nosey Slytherins," Philip sniffled and laughed.
"Why would I be a nosey Slytherin? I'm a nosey Gryffindor," He gave her a smile.
"That you are," She smiled, "You want to go down to the kitchens and get some ice cream?" The boy lit up.
She led him down to the kitchens and was immediately sighted by Dobby, "Miss Hermione! You visits poor Dobby,"
"Hello Dobby, We just came here for some ice cream," The little house elf got them each a bowl of ice cream, "Thank you Dobby,"
Misses is very welcome," He bobbed his head in a little bow and scooted off.
Philip laughed, "He's very strange,"
"I know but he's very nice," She said tasting her ice cream, "Philip, I should tell you that all we know about where Miss Rosewood is that she is still alive,"
"How do you know?" He asked.
"I just do," She replied giving him a smile, "You know you shouldn't fence yourself off from your friends. I know someone who did that,"
"What happened to them?" Philip asked setting his spoon down.
"She started to become bitter and began to lose sight of what was really important to her,"
"Did she ever realize what she had done?"
"Not for a long time, it took her a while. She woke up one morning and realized that her friends were important to her and they were worried about her."
"Oh," Philip looked at her and smiled. "I guess I shouldn't be so selfish then. Thank you for the ice cream"
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After Hermione had taken the boy up to his common room She went to the staff room and sat in her favorite armchair. It was also Severus' favorite chair, when he decided to be social. She heard the door opening but didn't look.
"Hermione?" Minerva looked at the young woman, "May I speak with you?"
"Of course," She sat up straighter in the chair.
"Albus has been keeping me informed on not only what you have been working on but how Severus is doing." Minerva sat across from her. "I don't think you should be risking your life for this or him,"
"I'm not risking my life. I know you are well aware of my relationship with Severus. I would do almost anything for him." Hermione knew that thought the transfiguration teacher accepted that the two were a couple. She just did not approve of the age difference. "I know you don't approve of the age difference between us and Severus is waking up and he has been through worse.
"I know but these are turning into dangerous times again," Minerva sat tightlipped.
"I am doing this only to protect the school and the children. And to bring back Miss Rosewood." Hermione stood, "Please understand that." I'm not a student anymore, I make my own choices now, she added mentally as she left the staff room. I will not argue over something pointless.
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Four days later:
Cicely Rosewood sat in her austere room. She had Professor Snape's Potions journal propped against her knees. He had several drawings in the journal as well mostly of herbs and different potion ingredients. But they were still beautiful drawings. She wiped away a tear knowing she would never be able to ask him about them. They had taken away an important figure in her life. And for that She would never forgive them.
She heard a knock on the bedroom door, "Come in," She looked up as the door opened. Draco walked in holding a tray.
"My dear girl have you memorized that yet?" Draco asked politely as he set the tray down in her bed.
"No," She set the book aside and looked at the tray, on it was a glass of juice and a couple of scones. "Can I go home?" She had been there for over three weeks and she had the feeling they were running out of things to teach her.
"My dear, dear girl of course you can go home," He gave her a smile, "But I have to make you promise that you reveal none of our identities. For you see, they may punish you as well." He put a hand on her shoulder.
"I promise." She gave him a pleasant smile. A Slytherin smile.
"But we may need to bring you back at anytime understand?"
"I understand," She replied, thinking of all of the things she would like to do to him. I'd flay you first, she thought, slimy git don't even think you're on my good side.
"Good girl," Draco patted her head, "You can go home tomorrow, back to Hogwarts." He smiled and left the room.