Sorry about the really long wait. I just kind of put this story on hold for awhile as I had a serious case of writers block. I want to yet again thank Silver Star for her fantastic ideas. I really appreciate the help. I hope you enjoy it^_^

Chapter 7- Hermione's Catastrophe

The familiar billowing of robes receded down the hallway until there was total silence. Hermione wanted to make sure that she wouldn't be caught awake by Snape before she put her plan into action. Snape had waken her up when he had started to levitate her, she just kept herself relaxed and still to convince the man that she was fast asleep. Now she could focus on her and Harry's escape.

'I need to be as silent as possible. Knowing Snape his Potions lab would normally be in the dungeons but as we are in a muggle house it would be safe to say that this man probably does his brewing in the basement.'Hermione thought as she pulled the purple comforter off of herself and got out of bed. She could feel the rug beneath her bare feet and longed for a pair of slippers. She knew that the basement floor would be harsh on her feet so she looked at her desk to find a spare bit of parchment to transfigure with a little wandless magic of her own. It was not as powerful as Snape's but she could transfigure simple objects into a fair sized object like slip on slippers.

Now wearing purple slippers to match her purple pyjamas, she slowly and as quietly as she could, stepped out of her bedroom. She was aware that she would have to pass Snape's room before reaching her destination.

'Come on Hermione!It is just the old dungeon bat. He is probably fast asleep already. Once I pass his room I can get to the stairs and then I can find his lab.'Hermione thought as she tip-toed her way past the two rooms that were warded earlier. They were both silent with no light coming through the cracks of the doors so she supposed that the coast was clear and he was in bed.

When she walked down the stairs the first thing she saw was the living room couch. She shivered as she thought of the events that happened earlier that day. She had woken up on that couch to find out that she had been in a Potions induced coma and that she was now 'apparently' Professor Snape's daughter. 'What a load of rubbish.'Hermione thought in disgust.

She just could not get past the fact that anyone in there right mind would even think about fucking this cruel ex Death Eater let alone her own mother. Snape was not an ugly man but he was also not the most attractive man either. He had a big hooked nose that looked to of been broken, the greasy and oily stringy hair, and the blackest eyes that Hermione had ever seen. She just could not fathom how someone as sophisticated as her own mother could like some one so secluded as her Potions Professor. It just didn't add up.

She cut her thoughts short as she walked from the living room into the kitchen. Hermione turned on the light to be confronted by how muggle the room looked. If she didn't know that a wizard lived here then that would have been her guess as she looked at everything around her. It was a quaint little room with a brown mahogany table with four matching chairs around it, a fridge, stove, counter, microwave, and a coffee machine were in the room as well. The walls were a creamy yellow colour with white tiled floors. It was simple but it worked. It was definitely a kitchen she never thought Snape would own.

As she turned her attention away from the objects adorning the room, she saw another warded door.

'That must be the door I am looking for. How am I supposed to get the wards off the door without my wand?'Hermione thought as she walked towards it curiously. She was a Gryffindor after all.

She looked at the way Snape's magic flowed. She knew this man had great power and could do quite the amount of wandless magic as the man had proven that to her and Harry countless times that day. The man also knew a lot of dark magic as well and she was intimidated by all the large tomes that lined the upstairs hallways that she knew was full of the most ancient and darkest spells.

She slowly reached out her hand to touch the door. The worse thing it could do was alert Snape that someone was messing with his wards. If that happened then she would make up some excuse like she was not tired and came down for a drink. She knew that Snape would be pissed but when is he not? 'He would mostly just yell at me and give me a long lecture. With the knowledge of him thinking that I'm his daughter he probably thinks that he can have his way with me. I'm not just a weak little girl that will follow in his footsteps waiting for him to approve what is good for me. I am getting out of here.'With that thought she touched her hand to the warded door and closed her eyes waiting for something to happen. When nothing happened, she sighed and opened her eyes to see that there was no longer any barrier blocking her path from entering through the door.

'What happened?This does not make any sense. I know Snape is a very private man who does not allow just anyone into his space. Why would his wards just suddenly go down like that?I am no one special who he would just key into his magic.' That is when it clicked in her astute mind, the blood running through Snape's veins was running through hers as well. Her magical signature would also be related to his because they were family.

'So it is true. I am really Snape's biological daughter. Wards like the ones Snape had up will only come down if there is a blood relation. This is just so wrong. I just have to go and brew a Potion that will change my looks so I will look like I used to look. Me and Harry need to get out of here."Hermione thought in disappointment and panic. She just somehow knew that this man had no room in his heart for her. He could not ever love her. There was just to much bad blood between her and him.

She opened the door and saw stairs that she knew led to Snape's Potions lab, she could already smell the fumes of all the different Potions that she had come accustomed to seeing lining the mans shelves. His storeroom was stocked full of varieties of all sorts of Potions all shapes and sizes at Hogwarts. Potions making was definitely an art with this man.

It was a marvel to see all the vials that lined the walls of the basement. Hermione was absolutely speechless in amazement at this mans hard work. Snape was an obvious genius with his Potions and he stunned her with how fluent he was with his skills. The Potions were arranged among the shelves on the walls in alphabetical order and so was the ingredients.

'This man really takes his work seriously with the organization and exactness. I almost don't even want to disturb how he has everything. On the other hand though, if I do get my looks back to normal and me and Harry do manage to escape we can find a place to stay where Snape can't find us. I can't understand how this man is my father. I mean we are not even alike. Well we do read books and like to be right, we both hate when people are not paying attention to what we have to say and we both for the moment look like we are related. He is always punctual as am I and we both like to be organized.'She babbled on in her mind. Every moment she thought of how they were alike the more she became depressed. If someone found out that Snape was her father her life would be over. People would start staring at her and taunting her about her ex Death Eater father who picked on all the Gryffindors and killed many innocent people. These thoughts just made her want to be sick.

There was a cauldron on a table not far from where she stood so she went to retrieve it so she could brew what she needed to brew. She needed to do a counter Potion to counter the effects of whatever Snape had given to her. She could do it. She was Hermione Granger the brightest witch of her age.

Hermione searched through the shelves for the ingredients she would need than she looked for a knife that would chop the ingredients up nicely. She didn't know exactly what to brew but she was confident in her abilities so she went ahead and started to mix the ingredients she knew might have a positive effect on her appearance.

After about thirty minutes her potion was looking very angry which was making Hermione frustrated. 'How could Professor Snape make brewing look so easy?'She thought in anger as her potion bubbled in a deep undesirable red colour. She just could not get the results she needed. After a couple more tries at some success, she started to lose focus on what she was doing and started to think of things that made her angry. She was mad at Snape for kidnapping her and Harry and the more she thought of it the more she wanted to hurt the Potions Master. She was also mad at Snape because he worked for Voldemort, the dark evil wizard who had had her parents killed.

Hermione was so lost in her thoughts that she hadn't noticed the leech juice she poured into the mixture until it was to late.

The Potion exploded sending Hermione flying forcefully across the room with blotched parts of a yellow-green liquid covering parts of her. She crashed into the far wall of the room knocking several Potions over in the process.

In the heat of it all, the explosion didn't go unnoticed. Hermione could hear footsteps booming on the floor from two floors up. She knew that they were Snape's and she knew he would not be happy with her. All she could think about though at the moment was the burning all over her body and her head pounding like she had thunder in it. It was not a pleasant situation to be in.

"Miss Granger what is the meaning of this?"Snape growled as he saw his Potions lab in a disaster before he set his eyes on his daughter who was crumpled up against a wall with some sort of Potion all over her.

As soon as he had heard the explosion he knew that it had come form his Potions lab. Snape had rolled out of bed and raced out his bedroom door to find Potter about to head down the stairs. He had told Potter to stay upstairs and wait so he could see what happened. He was afraid that whoever broke into his Potions lab was in his house to harm the children. He didn't want Dumbledore on his case about him not liking Potter so much he got him killed in his own home. He just really didn't want to deal with Dumbledore's wrath.

Snape seeing his daughter on the floor burned and bloody, could not take the wall of emotion that hit him as he watched her struggle to breath. This was his own flesh and blood, the only thing he had left that was his in the whole World.

'My daughter!I need to help her. How could I have been so blind as to not see this coming. She is depressed about her mother dying and so she winds up doing this right under your nose when you knew she was planning something. How could I be so daft.'Severus thought letting out a shaky breath before he went over to her and knelt down in front of her. He just could not help the tear that rolled down his right cheek. When he held Lily like he was holding Hermione he had felt lost and broken, but as he was now holding his daughter in his arms he felt hopelessly dead as he watched her dying. He never dreamed that something like this would happen to him in the sense of having his own child and now that he did he feared losing her. He knew he had to do something and he had to do it now.

Getting his brain working once more, Snape quickly and effectively pulled out his wand to do a healing chant that would close his daughters wounds. Then he went over to one of the shelves to see that there still was a Pain Replenishing Potion left. He held her head up so he could pour the liquid down her throat.

Hermione opened her eyes when she felt the vial of potion at her lips and saw that Professor Snape was crying. He had a tear on one of his cheeks. She just could not understand why this man was so upset. She had never before seen him in this state and it scared her. 'So he does care.'Hermione thought in sadness.'I am okay. You do not have to be upset. It was an accident.'Hermione wanted to say but she just could not get the words to leave her overly sore throat. She was in a lot of pain.

"Hermione!I need you to take this Potion, please. It will take the pain away."Snape said in a desperate voice trying to coax Hermione into trusting him. At the words pain potion she opened her mouth to allow Snape to give it to her.

The nasty tasting potion left a foul taste in her mouth but it did what was intended of it. Hermione could no longer feel anymore pain and didn't realize she was crying until Snape brushed at a tear with his finger. She still knew that she would be sore and she for sure knew that the potion she created that was now all over her probably had side effects.

"That's my girl."Snape said in relief as he let the breath he was holding in, out because she took the potion without any resistance.

"Hermione, what happened?"Harry asked as he came rushing down the basement stairs and took in his surroundings. Luckily for Snape his back was turned to Potter giving the man enough time to wipe the tear away from his cheek and looked into his daughters eyes with a pleading look telling her to keep his emotional breakdown between the both of them.

"I thought I told you to wait upstairs Potter. It seems you still take directions as well as a stick. I am handling the situation. Miss Granger just had a small Potions accident and will need to be cleaned up."Snape said turning to look at Potter with as much dislike as he could muster in his extremely tired facial features.

"For your information Snape I just came down to see if my friend was okay."Harry said venomously as he clenched his teeth in anger. This man was really trying Harry's patience to the limit.

"As you have yet again disobeyed my orders you can start your punishment by running some bath water for Miss Granger then making some breakfast for all of us. Dumbledore made sure to stock the fridge so I'm sure you will find enough food to make a healthy meal."Snape stated calmly as he lifted his daughter into his arms.

Harry wanted to full out refuse these commands but taking in Hermione's state he decided to keep his mouth shut for the meantime and do these things for his best friend. Without any further instruction Harry raced his way upstairs to go do the tasks he was supposed to do.

"I am now going to carry you up the stairs and get you in the tub to get the Potion off of you. Yes I am going to bath you. You are in no state to do this on your own."Snape said as he started to walk up the stairs while looking at Hermione who snuggled her face into his chest in embarrassment.

Of coarse Snape was right. Hermione was fully exhausted and still felt like she could not speak. She also knew her body parts were sore but at the moment she was devoid of pain thanks to the Potion that was given to her. 'I can not believe that Snape is going to bath me. He is a guy and I am a girl. This is not happening to me.'Hermione thought in embarrassment as she continued to hide her face in Snape's chest all the way up to the bathroom on the third floor where her room was located.

Then a thought occurred to her as Snape entered the bathroom in her bedroom. Why wouldn't Snape just call a House Elf to clean her up?

As Snape slowly placed Hermione down on the toilet seat, he saw the clear question on her face as if he had read her mind.

"I do not believe in House Elves. I think it is cruel to have them do what wizards are fully capable to do. You are my daughter as that fact has been proven yet again from the wards being breached. Now I am fully confident that you are my flesh and blood so I am going to take care of you. I know I am of a different gender than you but I just care about getting the potion off of you."Snape said to her seeing that she thought she had no choice in the matter.

"Mr. Potter are you done with the bath water yet?"Snape growled at the incompetent boy.

"Yes sir!It is now ready. It is a little hot so be careful Hermione. I will now leave the two of you to it as I start to cook some breakfast."Harry said while watching Hermione carefully the whole time before he blushed at the thought of Snape bathing her and rushed out of the bathroom door and out of her room.

"I am now going to help you strip than put you in the tub."Snape stated as he removed her slippers from her feet and her Potions covered purple pyjamas. Snape was very worried about the Potion all over her skin and needed to find out what the girl had used so if there was any side effects he could counter them.

Once her bra and knickers were off he lifted her into his arms again then slowly lowered her into the tub. He could see the deep flush of red all over her from embarrassment but she was in no fit state to argue with him. Plus she had got some of the Potion on her onto his robes when he had carried her.

He took a face cloth in hand and put soap on it to start scrubbing at her skin. He just watched Hermione look down at her hands that she had placed in her lap from exhaustion.

'It is getting really hard to move my body. I can not believe that the mean old dungeon bat is bathing me and I'm sitting in the tub giving him full control of the situation. I can't wait to tell the Gryffindors that the Slytherin Head of House truly cares. I doubt that I will be believed though.'Hermione thought before she heard Snape speak once more.

"Close you eyes!I need to scrub your face. What a mess you certainly got yourself into."Snape commented as he started to do what he said. The part that Hermione was dreading the most though was Snape having to wash all of her body to make sure that she was alright and the Potion had not left any outer damage. When Snape lifted her up to expose her private areas to his eyes, she was mortified as she blushed an intense red colour. It was all she was able to do in her current state.

Snape kept his mouth closed as he continued to wash her knowing that she was beyond mortified as it was. One reason he refused to have a House Elf do this job was because he wanted to make sure with his own eyes that his daughter was okay. Being a Potions Master, every step was crucial to finding out if anything else needed to be done for his, yes his girl.

All he could see was bruises covering her body which was not a bad sign but was also not a very good sign either. After he put some shampoo in her hair and washed it out, he summoned a pair of blue silk pyjamas from her wardrobe so he could put them on her after he dried her off with a big fluffy purple towel.

Hermione didn't realize how tense she had been until she had her pyjamas on. When Snape picked her up in his arms to carry her to her bed she went slack as exhaustion took its toll. She closed her eyes as she was just so tired. After the Potions induced coma and then the Potions accident she just could not find the energy to stay awake any longer.

Apparently Snape had other plans for her though as he shook her shoulders after placing her onto her bed. Snape didn't want her to sleep yet. He wanted to make sure she ate something so he could get a nutrient potion into her system. That could only do good to her body by giving her some energy back.

"Miss Granger, I need you to stay awake because you need to eat."Snape all but growled in frustration. The thought of food just made her want to get sick but she reluctantly opened her heavy eye lids just to ease Snape's nerves.

"Hermione, I brought up some food."Harry said as he entered her room with a couple pieces of bread and an apple on a small tray he found in one of the cupboards. He didn't want to feed her to much just in case she was sick.

"Well I am glad to see you finally obeying a direct order Potter."Snape stated as he used his wand to 'accio' a glass of water to put the nutrient potion into.

"You know what?I am bloody tired of your snide remarks and always telling me what I can and can not do. You are not my parent."Harry said angrily as he placed the tray on top of Hermione's bed. It was only 4:30am in the morning and Harry was quite grumpy and definitely not in the mood to be pleasant by any means to the likes of Snape.

"You answer to me Potter because you are a child and you are an incompetent and irrational one at that. I am definitely on the last straw with you you spoiled brat. Now do what you are told and go to your room."Snape growled at Harry in a menacing manner.

"No!I am going to sit her with Hermione to make sure she is alright and when she is feeling better we are going to stay at the Burrow with the Weasley's."Harry stated in finality just before Snape rounded on him. It was definitely to early in the morning to keep a level head with Potter around.

Snape rushed up to Potter until the boy was backed up against the wall. Hermione just looked at the pair of them with worried eyes as it took her a great effort to move her head to the side.

It took Snape a great amount of self restraint from grabbing the boy by the neck to get the information of him being the boss into that pea sized brain of Potters.

"I am the one in charge and if I have to have an eye on you every minute of everyday to get that fact into your head than so be it. I will treat you like the five year old you are constantly showing me that you are. Get this through your head you idiotic boy. I. AM. THE. BOSS."Snape snarled at harry as their noses were touching. He could see the fear in Potters eyes and could not help the feeling of satisfaction that bubbled up in the pit of his stomach with seeing the boy this way.

Harry did not mean to let fear show on his face but he was just not expecting Snape to get up in his face like he was doing. It seemed like everything Harry did it just somehow irked the Hell out of Snape. Another point he really wanted to retort on was Snape calling him a spoiled brat. With the relatives that he had he was definitely far from spoiled. Harry decided that he would rather not anger this man further because he knew that the next step was Snape hexing him.

"Do I make myself clear Potter?"

"Yes sir!"Harry said as he clenched his fists at his side. He was definitely going to write Ron a letter as soon as the next moment availed itself to Harry. He was sick and tired of the treatment Snape was giving him. As far as Harry was concerned, him and Hermione were leaving in the later hours of the day.

"Get out of here and stay in your room."Snape said in a low voice that was almost like a whisper to make sure he got his point across.

Harry did not have to be told twice as he raced out of Hermione's room, down the hall and to his bedroom.

Snape smirked when he heard Harry's door being slammed shut. Then he turned back to Hermione to aid her in eating her breakfast and drinking down the Potion. One thing he was very worried about was the fact that she was not talking. He frowned but made sure his daughter had what she needed before tucking her in and watching her go off to sleep.

'I need to go and clean up my Potions lab then start on the brewing to make some sort of counter potion tho Hermione's accident.' He supposed that the Potion made her lose her voice and he knew her body was going to be sore for quite sometime.

Snape used his wand to set an alarm to notify him of any nightmares or if she woke up. He then left her room and warded her bedroom door with some complicated dark magic to keep Potter out. With a satisfied smirk about Potters inability to do any wandless magic of his own and a quick sigh of relief to know that his daughter was safe and no longer in urgent danger, he swept down the hallway to his bedroom to change his spoiled robes.

Snape quickly changed into a pair of black trousers and a white t-shirt with black socks on and his black boots. He was going to be brewing complicated brews so he could not be without his boots on down in the basement. With that thought he warded his bedroom door, glared at Potter's door from down the hall then swept down to the basement to get to his task.

'Stupid Snape!He is mad if he thinks I am staying here.'Harry thought vengefully as he sat at his desk and pulled out some parchment, a quill and ink from his school bag. He looked at Hedwig, his owl, who had flown through his window before he went to bed for some food and a rest.

Harry was going to write to Ron in hopes of being rescued from Snape's clutches. With that thought he took his quill in hand and started to say what he needed to say to his best mate.

Dear Ron,

Me and Hermione are still alive... for now. You were right, Snape is horrible. He treats me like I am his servant. Snape has taken both of our wands and has warded his place so we can not escape. Ron we need a decent place to stay. Mate I am sorry about what happened on the train but it had to be done. I will explain everything when we next meet in person. Please send help to get us out of here. I hope to see you as soon as Possible. Thanks Ron you are the best. I hope everything is going well at the Burrow.

H.P.

Ps. Hermione was hurt so when we make our escape we will have to be careful. If Snape catches us we will surly be Potions ingredients.

He read over what he wrote then went over to Hedwig's cage so she could deliver the letter. She hooted at Harry in displeasure for waking her from her slumber but allowed him to tie the parchment to her leg. After petting her affectionately for couple seconds and giving her a treat, he opened the window and sent her off. He watched her fly with envy until she was out of sight. He would give anything to fly on his broom again.

'I hope Ron gets the letter soon?I can't wait to get to the Burrow and see everyone. To have Mrs. Weasley hug me and to see Ginny and the twins. We can all play Quidditch then eat Mrs. Weasley's awesome food.'

As thoughts raced through his head about how good he and Hermione would have it at the Weasley's, he slowly drifted off to sleep while sitting at his desk. He could not help but drift off into dream land especially since it was just that for once in his life. There was no selfish relatives, manipulative Headmaster's and best of all there was no sign of Snape. His wish was to be happy.

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