Disclaimer: All characters that are from the Harry Potter series, along with locations & other things recognizable to Harry Potter belong to JK Rowling.
A/N: I was going to make you all wait until this weekend to get this chapter, but after discussing it with a friend I like where this is & I don't feel I'll be adding on to it when I get Chapter 3 written. That, I'm sorry to say, will be a long wait for you all, but hopefully when it is done the quality of it will make up for the wait. With that...

Chapter 2

Severus continued to watch Hermione the rest of the week but decided that he wouldn't talk to her right away. He wanted to see how his Godson, Harry, Ginny, and the others would help, if they would help. As far as he could tell, some knew and chose to do nothing, while the others were so oblivious they wouldn't see Lord Dumbass, excuse me, Lord Voldemort, if he was within an arms reach.

He had a strong feeling that the youngest Weasley had an idea of what was really going on, which set his blood to boiling. She was the only female friend Miss Granger had; the least she could bloody do was tell Draco! He thought to himself as he dismissed his class for the day.
As one set of students left, another set came in. This set of students included Ginny and Luna. Severus watched as Luna gushed to Ginny about Ron. Apparently Ron finally came up for air long enough to realize Lavender wasn't the right one for him. Severus was baffled, which wasn't uncommon when it came to the students. Their thought process seemed to lack any form of common sense. So as he heard Ginny give advice to Luna about her relationship, he couldn't help the sneer that took over his face.

"Miss Weasley, fifty points from Gryffindor. See me after class." Severus locked eyes with her long enough to quell her of wanting to question the loss of points before turning to the rest of the class to give out the assignment for the day.

"You wanted to see me, Sir," Ginny said, failing to hide her dislike of the potions master.

"I want to know why you find it so easy to talk to Miss Lovegood about her relationship with your brother, but you fail to see what is going on with Miss Granger in hers," Severus paused, mostly for effect but to see if Ginny would try to say anything to contradict him. He wasn't disappointed.

"Whether or not I talk to Hermione about herrelationship, is quite frankly, none of your concern. I'll have you know, her relationship is doing just fin-"

"Than please, by all means, enlighten me as to why she hasn't been eating? Why does she wear glamours like others wear jewels?" Severus could not believe this little chit had the nerve to lie to him! "Or how about the fact that she no longer sits near your group or interacts with her friends? Have you failed to notice, as well, that she has completely shut down emotionally?" At that Severus just shook his head and turned away from the young girl, heading toward his chambers. "Quite frankly Miss Weasley, I find your lack of concern towards your friend, Miss Granger, disgusting and reproachful. I hope for her sake, you and your friendspull your heads out of your arses and help her," Severus, though he could not keep the disdain from his voice when ever the word 'friend' pasted his lips, look back at the girl with a wary look, "Hopefully you all help her before it's too late."

"Too late for what, Professor?" Ginny asked, not sure she wanted to be right in what she thought.

"You already know, Ginerva, but if you need to ask… then, Merlin help Hermione, because no one else can."

"If you're so worried why don't you help her?" Ginny shot back with attitude. She didn't like that Severus was questioning her loyalty to Hermione. The truth stung too much for her liking.

"Because, I'm not someone she trusts enough to open up to." With that Severus entered his chambers and went in search of a bottle of Firewhiskey. Once again hoping to drown the images of a beaten down young woman that use to have a fire about her, a drive to better her self, a drive for knowledge. Much the same drive he had, had… that is until he sold his soul to the devil and the love of his life to a grave.