Too prove ones self

Annoyed. Hurt. Sadness. Emptiness. All things Hermione Granger had felt in the two weeks passed since Severus had left.

Puffy eyes. Tears. Sobbing. Upset. The four things someone would have noticed had they come across Hermione Granger in the two weeks passed since Severus left.

Alone. Loathing. Regret. Anger. All things Severus Snape had felt in the two weeks passed since he had left Hermione.

Hatred. Narky. Venomous. Sulking. The four things someone would have noticed had they even noticed Severus Snape in the past two weeks since he had left Hermione.

Severus Snape hated himself right about now. He stalked the hallowed halls of Hogwarts in a way know one had ever seen him do before. He stormed along, taking points off anyone who even looked his way. Whispered erupted as he passed students these days, now headmaster of Hogwarts, not willing to put up with the shenanigans Dumbeldore did, he ran a tight ship.

He hated himself, hated himself for leaving her, hating himself for putting her in any chance of danger. He was uneasy, the dark lord still had not called a meeting since he had left the last time. That usually meant he was up to something, cooking up a plan of mass destruction or abduction.

He rubbed his temples, he had a mass migraine, all the worry of running a school he did not want to run coupled with the worry of Hermione, he was sure he was going to have a stressed related aneurysm.

He stared longing out the window of his office, the Thestrals flew carelessly through the air. He had wished he was a Thestral, nothing to worry about and finding a mate was easy. He wanted to go to her, but he could not. For all he knew the Dark Lord could be tracking his every move, send someone to follow him. Then she would be done for, she was safe where she was at the moment. For the moment...Perhaps.

SS/HG

Hermione stared out her bedroom window looking longingly across at the park once more. She waited and watched every day, hoping he would come back, that he would come for her. That he would take her in an embrace and tell her everything was alright and confess his undying love for her while whispering sweet nothings into her ear. Every day she waited and he did not show, her hope faded, her heart breaking.

She waited, hoped and wished that he would come. Her eyes played tricks on her, making her think he was here. She swore she had seen a black cloak clad person across the road for the past three days now. She would only catch glimpses of them. Hiding, hoping not to be seen. Perhaps he was staking the house out? Hoping she would see him and come to him? Too ashamed to come back after leaving?

They would not be seen often, but enough to rouse her suspicions. Or at least make her think there was someone there... The mind played funny tricks when the heart wanted something. She wanted to go out and embrace him, lay her feelings for him on the table. But to what? A figment of her imagination?

She smiled, it was him. He was back, he was walking across the road towards the house. She knew he would come back.
Jumping to her feet she was going to the front door. She wanted to jump into his arms and kiss him until the sun went down, to lay in his arms and never let him leave again.

Pulling the door open she ran into the street she all but leapt into his arms, unsteadying him on his feet a touch. He returned her enthusiasms, wrapping his arms around her waist... A little to painfully for her liking.
"Loosen off a bit, you are hurting me," Her voice strained.
She was only met with a cold smile and a tighter grip. He leant down to brush his lips along her neck, nipping hard.
"This was almost too easy, I knew it would be easy but for you to run straight into my arms." He chuckled loudly. Placing his lips hard to hers he shoved his tongue into her mouth for a moment. She was confused, why was he being like this?

He broke the kiss, grinning madly. "You are coming with me, mudblood," The man whispered as he licked a path from her earlobe to collar bone. She shuddered in disgust, heart racing. She knew now it was not Severus, come to think of it... Her eyes widened. The voice sounded like Lucius Malfoy.
She began to shake violently feeling sick, she wanted to throw up, to scream but knew no one would hear her.

She was helpless, her wand was up on the bedside table where she had left in her haste to get to him. Was he part of this plan? Was this the reason he left so she could be abducted, taken by a polyjuiced Lucius Malfoy? She thought she knew the man, obviously not well enough.

Before she knew it her world was spinning, then she was standing in a large open hall, marble floors, expensive tapestry graced the rich deep purple walls. The man held her tight, around the waist still, as they apparatus directly into the grand hall of Malfoy Manor.

She struggled against him, the effort of course was futile against his large hands and tight vice like grip. She was getting no where fast. He let her waist go, she sighed, relived for a moment. He dragged her, gripping her wrist hard, dragging her to his dungeon. Throwing her in she stumbled and fell to the ground, hard. She looked up at him through tear filled eyes, she was scared, no one knew she was here.
"I will be back for you later, Mudblood." His grin was so sardonic she was sure he could have rivalled the devil himself.

SS/HG

Severus Snape had a horrid feeling in the pit of his stomach, he had been called to another death eater meeting.
Voldemort sat, waiting for him. The man had to find out where the others loyalty truly sat. He could not go on further in this war if he had a traitor amongst them, it would ruin all of his plans for mass domination within the wizarding world.

Voldemort stared at his follower before him, the stare was icy and cold, enough to unsettle the most fearless person, Severus Snape however, felt nothing.
He bowed, looking around at the few death eaters in the dining room of Malfoy manor. Bellatrix, Narcissa, Lucius, Draco Malofy, Dolohov Crabbe and Mcnair. All looking on in keen interest, it was now that Severs really felt uneasy.

"Bring the prisoner," The dark lord rasped.
Lucius shot off, like an obedient dog willing to do anything for his master, returning moments later with Hermione in hand.
"Miss Granger, so nice of you to join us." The dark lord bowed his head, mockingly bowing to the girl.
She shuddered, he was cold, he looked like death warmed up. She did not realise the man that was standing behind her. His stomach fell through the floor, how did they find her?
"You must really be more careful next time, Severus. Dear Lucius followed you back to house of the blacks... My my you really should cover your tracks... you call yourself a death eater?" he mocked.

Hermione spun round, looking him in the eyes, her eyes pleaded with him for help. He died just a little inside, he could not help her, not right now. He tried hard to keep his cool, make out like her presence was not bothering him.
"Why is it, my lord, you have Miss Granger?," His tone bored.
"Because, Severus, I need something from you. Who are you loyal to. Are you my man or Dumbledore's?"
"Yours, My lord."
"You see Severus, I am unsure of that. I have my doubt-." he was cut off
"I assure you my lord, my loyalty is with you and never to the cause of that old fool. I killed him my lord, surely that is enough to prove."
"Please do not talk out of turn Severus." The dark lord countered.
He closed his mouth, unsure what to say, he thought best to keep quiet.
"Now, Severus, show me where your loyalty is."
"Show you, my lord?" he sounded almost stupid.
"Yes, Severus, show me. Get out your wand and show me. Hex her, curse her kill her for all I care just show me." His voice was almost becoming manic.

Severus swallowed hard, unsure how he would get out of this. If he did not do something to her, he would be labelled a traitor and the two of them would be as good as dead. If he hexed her, cursed her or killed her... that was not even something he had to think of he would not touch her. He could not... But did he have a choice?

"Well go on." The dark lord pushed.
He raised his wand, shaking. Her eyes wide with shock, surely he was not going to?
"Please, Severus," She whispered shakily.
"Please Severus." The dark lord mocked.
He managed to push into her mind, quickly letting her know what she should do. He threw a hex at her, it missed her by a mere fraction, she fell to the floor, playing on it.
He moved his wand muttering his own formulated cutting curse, slicing a large but shallow cut into the length of her leg. The dark lord groaned, almost orgasmic at the events that unfolded before him.
Next, Severus petrified the girl, she went rigid. He went to throw another spell at her when the dark lord stopped him.
"That will be all, Severus. I can see I was wrong in my assumptions. I do not wish you to kill her, take her back to the dungeon for me and come back here, Severus. I will deal with her on my own later."
Severus gave a curt nod, picking the girl up in his arms, she was ridged and hard to move but he managed. Taking her to the dungeon he lay her on the floor gently. Kneeling beside her he ran his wand above her, over the length of her body. Her eyes fluttered opened, she was relived to see it was him.

"Sorry," He whispered as he placed a gentle kiss on her lips.
She knew he was sorry, she knew he did mean it, he was just a pawn in this as much as she was.
"Take my wand, get yourself out of here, wait for me in the leaky cauldron. I will get you to somewhere safe." He handed his wand to her, she took it hesitantly.
"What about you?"
He shook his head, his black hair curtained his face., falling into his eyes. "

You need not worry about me," he lied. He was petrified without his wand. He was a great wizard but wand less, there was only so much he could do. He would die for her, which for all he knew this might be the night.
"Do not wander, wait for me I will come. Stay safe." He got to his feet, heading out of the dungeon.

A/N: Dun dun dun. As if you did not all see that coming hehe. Poor Severus, having to prove himself to the dark lord. Poor Hermione being abducted and having the man she loves having to choose her or his own life.

Now... will he come out of this safe? Or will he come out injured...or not make it out at all? I hope you love this story as much as I LOVE writing it.
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