Hermione apperated to the Snape Manor once again as promised. Severus still hadn't woken up but he was healing. She wore a short black dress and cloak.
Hermione was well aware of what was at stake and she took no pleasure in what she had to do. Correction she took pleasure in the fact that Serrento was greasier bastard than she had ever thought Severus to be.
She walked up to the large door and knocked. Serrento opened the door and smiled. "Hermione, come in come in," He smiled and took her cloak for her.
"I can't stay long. I slipped away only for an hour," She said giving him a kiss on the cheek.
"That is quite all right," he replied nuzzling her neck. She pushed away her obvious disgust and allowed him pull her into the living room.
"Serrento, please I would prefer we took it slow." Hermione pushed his head away lightly, "I'm supposed to be grieving still remember?"
"You're right," He said kissing her neck. "I wish you had more time. A drink perhaps?" he stood and looked at Hermione, she nodded.
Serrento handed her a brandy and sat across from her as she sipped it. "It's so good to get away from all of those sniveling brats." Hermione said after she had finished half of her brandy.
"How so?" Serrento asked curious.
"There isn't a single student at that entire school with a head on their shoulders." She smiled cruelly at him. "Half of them would be better off dead."
Serrento smiled back. Maybe she wasn't all sugar and fluff after all, he thought. Maybe there was some spice in her after all. He crossed over and sat next to her again. "I had no idea that you felt that way towards children,"
"The only one I have seen that has had any promise is Miss Cicely Rosewood, She'll go far with the right teachers." Hermione looked at him.
"She's that smart?" he asked, he already knew her hexing abilities.
"Oh, Yes. She used to sit with Severus and me when we had our potions meetings. She also does exceedingly well with dueling and hexes.
"She sounds like she's had some practice,"
"She's only a first year Gryffindor. Sometimes I think she should have been in Slytherin." She frowned, "Sometimes I think I should have been in Slytherin."
"How so?" Serrento was curious, "I mean..."
"I can relate to Slytherin better than Gryffindor most times, I think that's why Severus and I used to get along so well,"
Hermione let his hands roam her body. Serrento kissed her and nuzzled between her breasts. She forced herself to touch him, not to be intimate, just to touch him. She looked at the clock and pushed his head and hands away. "I have to be going," She stood abruptly.
"Already?" Serrento asked needfully, he looked at the clock it had been nearly an hour.
"I'm sorry," Not really you slimy bastard, she thought as she was handed her cloak. She gave him a polite kiss on the cheek before she left. I'm burning this dress and scouring myself bloody when I get back, she shuddered as she reached the fields where she had apperated.
*****
Cicely walked through the forbidden forest. She had been dropped off there that morning. No fanfare no bravado just dropped off and left. And now she had to find her way out. She knew enough spells and such to protect herself but that didn't mean she wasn't scared.
She heard a muffled pop and turned around. Before her stood a tall cloaked figure. The frightened girl held her wand in front of herself, ready to strike if the figure came at her.
"Who... Who are you?" The figure turned and Cicely smiled. She ran to the figure and threw her arms around the figures waist.
"Cicely?!" Hermione picked up the girl, "Gods are you okay? Where have you been? Who had you?" She set the girl down.
"Can we get out of here. This place is giving me the creeps," the girl clung to Hermione's waist.
"Yes, Dumbledore will want to know that you are okay as well as your grandparents."
Hermione was relieved, that Cicely was safe, for now.
*****
Cicely sat in Dumbledore's office, Hagrid, Persephone, Salazar Remus and Hermione all stood around the girl, "Miss rosewood do you know where you were kept or who kept you?" Albus asked the girl.
"No sir, I don't know where I was kept. And the only people I saw had long dark cloaks and white masks," She looked as the old man. "I couldn't tell who they where because their voices were muffled,"
"I see," Albus started, "May I speak with Miss Granger and Miss Rosewood alone?" Albus cast a glance over the room and the others filed out.
***
"Miss Rosewood, are you sure you saw no one's face," Albus looked down at her.
"There was one sir," She started, "He looked like Professor Snape, but younger. He wasn't very nice either."
"Serrento," Hermione hissed through her teeth. She walked over to the fireplace and sat down in the chair there. She had scoured herself again while Madam Pomfrey checked Cicely out in the infirmary. She had returned just in time for this 'meeting'.
"That's what his name was," she looked up at the woman. Then she felt the books in the pockets of her robes. "I found these while I was there,"
She pulled out the two potion journals. She set one in front of Professor Dumbledore. "Sir that one belonged to my grandfather, my other grandfather."
Albus looked at the girl. She knew, he thought. "I am sorry no one told you sooner child." he said patting her hand.
She shrugged, "It's not so bad. I've had time to get used to it, and I know I won't make the same mistakes he did, ever."
****
Cicely looked at the other book and then at Hermione. She walked over to the woman and set the book in her lap, "What's this?" she asked Cicely,
"I found it in the library where I was kept," She started, "I thought I should give it to you since I can't give it to it's real owner. Since... since he's dead... trying to find me," Cicely started to cry.
Hermione opened the book and saw the name written in it: Severus Snape. She felt her tears welling up. "He's not dead,"
"What?" Cicely looked up and quickly wiped her eyes.
TBC
A/N: I am taking a break from this story for a few days. I need to get my plot gophers organized(again). It's not writer's block I just need to decide what's going to happen to a few Bastardly characters in the story. And possibly write another much shorter story. I do have the next chapter finished and will post that in maybe four days or so.
Maddie: Cici isn't going to end up evil. I will say she is a very very powerful little girl.
Thanks: angelash, snapes-mistress, zoe
Hermione was well aware of what was at stake and she took no pleasure in what she had to do. Correction she took pleasure in the fact that Serrento was greasier bastard than she had ever thought Severus to be.
She walked up to the large door and knocked. Serrento opened the door and smiled. "Hermione, come in come in," He smiled and took her cloak for her.
"I can't stay long. I slipped away only for an hour," She said giving him a kiss on the cheek.
"That is quite all right," he replied nuzzling her neck. She pushed away her obvious disgust and allowed him pull her into the living room.
"Serrento, please I would prefer we took it slow." Hermione pushed his head away lightly, "I'm supposed to be grieving still remember?"
"You're right," He said kissing her neck. "I wish you had more time. A drink perhaps?" he stood and looked at Hermione, she nodded.
Serrento handed her a brandy and sat across from her as she sipped it. "It's so good to get away from all of those sniveling brats." Hermione said after she had finished half of her brandy.
"How so?" Serrento asked curious.
"There isn't a single student at that entire school with a head on their shoulders." She smiled cruelly at him. "Half of them would be better off dead."
Serrento smiled back. Maybe she wasn't all sugar and fluff after all, he thought. Maybe there was some spice in her after all. He crossed over and sat next to her again. "I had no idea that you felt that way towards children,"
"The only one I have seen that has had any promise is Miss Cicely Rosewood, She'll go far with the right teachers." Hermione looked at him.
"She's that smart?" he asked, he already knew her hexing abilities.
"Oh, Yes. She used to sit with Severus and me when we had our potions meetings. She also does exceedingly well with dueling and hexes.
"She sounds like she's had some practice,"
"She's only a first year Gryffindor. Sometimes I think she should have been in Slytherin." She frowned, "Sometimes I think I should have been in Slytherin."
"How so?" Serrento was curious, "I mean..."
"I can relate to Slytherin better than Gryffindor most times, I think that's why Severus and I used to get along so well,"
Hermione let his hands roam her body. Serrento kissed her and nuzzled between her breasts. She forced herself to touch him, not to be intimate, just to touch him. She looked at the clock and pushed his head and hands away. "I have to be going," She stood abruptly.
"Already?" Serrento asked needfully, he looked at the clock it had been nearly an hour.
"I'm sorry," Not really you slimy bastard, she thought as she was handed her cloak. She gave him a polite kiss on the cheek before she left. I'm burning this dress and scouring myself bloody when I get back, she shuddered as she reached the fields where she had apperated.
*****
Cicely walked through the forbidden forest. She had been dropped off there that morning. No fanfare no bravado just dropped off and left. And now she had to find her way out. She knew enough spells and such to protect herself but that didn't mean she wasn't scared.
She heard a muffled pop and turned around. Before her stood a tall cloaked figure. The frightened girl held her wand in front of herself, ready to strike if the figure came at her.
"Who... Who are you?" The figure turned and Cicely smiled. She ran to the figure and threw her arms around the figures waist.
"Cicely?!" Hermione picked up the girl, "Gods are you okay? Where have you been? Who had you?" She set the girl down.
"Can we get out of here. This place is giving me the creeps," the girl clung to Hermione's waist.
"Yes, Dumbledore will want to know that you are okay as well as your grandparents."
Hermione was relieved, that Cicely was safe, for now.
*****
Cicely sat in Dumbledore's office, Hagrid, Persephone, Salazar Remus and Hermione all stood around the girl, "Miss rosewood do you know where you were kept or who kept you?" Albus asked the girl.
"No sir, I don't know where I was kept. And the only people I saw had long dark cloaks and white masks," She looked as the old man. "I couldn't tell who they where because their voices were muffled,"
"I see," Albus started, "May I speak with Miss Granger and Miss Rosewood alone?" Albus cast a glance over the room and the others filed out.
***
"Miss Rosewood, are you sure you saw no one's face," Albus looked down at her.
"There was one sir," She started, "He looked like Professor Snape, but younger. He wasn't very nice either."
"Serrento," Hermione hissed through her teeth. She walked over to the fireplace and sat down in the chair there. She had scoured herself again while Madam Pomfrey checked Cicely out in the infirmary. She had returned just in time for this 'meeting'.
"That's what his name was," she looked up at the woman. Then she felt the books in the pockets of her robes. "I found these while I was there,"
She pulled out the two potion journals. She set one in front of Professor Dumbledore. "Sir that one belonged to my grandfather, my other grandfather."
Albus looked at the girl. She knew, he thought. "I am sorry no one told you sooner child." he said patting her hand.
She shrugged, "It's not so bad. I've had time to get used to it, and I know I won't make the same mistakes he did, ever."
****
Cicely looked at the other book and then at Hermione. She walked over to the woman and set the book in her lap, "What's this?" she asked Cicely,
"I found it in the library where I was kept," She started, "I thought I should give it to you since I can't give it to it's real owner. Since... since he's dead... trying to find me," Cicely started to cry.
Hermione opened the book and saw the name written in it: Severus Snape. She felt her tears welling up. "He's not dead,"
"What?" Cicely looked up and quickly wiped her eyes.
TBC
A/N: I am taking a break from this story for a few days. I need to get my plot gophers organized(again). It's not writer's block I just need to decide what's going to happen to a few Bastardly characters in the story. And possibly write another much shorter story. I do have the next chapter finished and will post that in maybe four days or so.
Maddie: Cici isn't going to end up evil. I will say she is a very very powerful little girl.
Thanks: angelash, snapes-mistress, zoe