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Snape collapsed with relief at the beating pulse. She was alive. But barely. Adrian watched Snape as the emotion on his face changed. Relief, happiness? "Sir," Adrian started, he was curious with what happened to Hannah, he hadn't even taken in what was in front of him, apart from her face, and how pale she looked. He hadn't even noticed her scarred leg, or the vials of potion on the bedside table.
"Mr Pucey." Snape replied. He wanted to thank Pucey for his input, letting him know that Hannah had left. For some reason, Snape felt that losing Hannah would have torn him apart, but he had no idea why.
"What…?" Adrian started again. Snape looked at him, not with his cold stare, but with a look of empathy. He knew the curiosity he had, but Snape felt too uncomfortable to explain. Snape reached for an empty vial, and pointed his wand at his own temple, before extracting a memory and pouring it into the vial.
"Take it to Dumbledore, the password is Peppermint. You can look too, if you wish." Snape said, as he handed the vial over to Adrian. Adrian took the vial, and nodded to the professor, before leaving and heading off to Dumbledore's office.

Snape looked down into Hannah's face. He had so many questions, but no way of getting answers. He could so easily penetrate her mind, if he wished, but something was stopping him. He felt respect for the girl, and he had no idea why. Snape poured some drops of Murtlap Essence onto Hannah's wound, just to ease the pain. He wondered if Hannah ever tried easing the pain for any of the other cuts, or did she perhaps feel like she deserved pain? Just like Snape felt a lot of the time. He always felt like he deserved pain, death, torture. He felt like he should have the world burn him down, every time he ever hurt another person, every time he had poisoned someone, every time he had tortured someone, every time he hurt Lily. He wished he were the one on the receiving end. After everything he had done, he hated himself afterwards. Perhaps that was why Hannah tried killing herself? Perhaps she regretted something, done something that made her feel she deserved death?

Adrian knocked on Dumbledore's door, after walking up the staircase. The door flung open in front of him. Dumbledore sat at his desk, with his hands crossed in front of him. "What is it, Mr Pucey?" Dumbledore asked politely.
"Snape's memories. There's been a… mishap, with Hannah. He said I could view them as well." Adrian answered. He was a little shaken from what he had just witnessed, he had been so worried, and it all turned out to be for the right reasons.
"I see, Mr Pucey." Dumbledore held out a hand and drew the pensieve from out of the wall. He took the vial from Adrian, and tipped the memories into the liquid. "Very well, Mr Pucey, together now." Dumbledore gestured to the pensieve, as they simultaneously ducked their heads into the liquid, and fell into the memories.

Dumbledore watched as the scenes flowed in front of him. How could he let something like this happen? How had Dumbledore been so ignorant, to take a girl out of what she was used to, and place her into a school with a thousand children and a dozen teachers, without considering the effects it might have on her? How could he be so caught up in everything else around him, to ignore the fact that he just forced a girl into a completely difference life, and not acknowledge how the change might get to her? His thoughts continued to attack him, as he retraced everything he had done wrong. Just if he had stepped in, all those years ago, when he first witnessed what was happening to Hannah. If he had stepped in then, Hannah would be in a much better place now. She would have been in a much better place for the past 10 years.

Adrian landed back into reality. Hannah had tried killing herself? Why? Was it something Pansy said to her? Or was it a lot bigger than that? Perhaps that was why Hannah was just as quiet as he was, because she had so much to hide. Or perhaps it was because she didn't want to say the wrong with, just like Adrian. "I think it best you head to your dormitory, Mr Pucey. You may excuse yourself from your first lesson tomorrow morning to visit Hannah, if you wish. Thank you." Dumbledore looked solemnly at Adrian, dismissing and thanking him with a grave nod. Adrian departed without a word, although his head was bursting with questions and demands.

The door of the hospital wing opened, as Dumbledore strode in purposefully. Snape heightened his gaze to look at the old man. He didn't look as cheerful as he usually did, as Snape didn't look as cold as he usually did. "Severus, I apologize that you've had to witness this, I admit it my fault for this happening." Albus spoke gravely.
"I highly doubt that the past experiences of this girl has much relevance to you, Albus." Snape replied, with a hint of curiosity in his voice. Why did Dumbledore think that this happening had any relevance to his own actions?
"Unfortunately, I believe a lot of it has relevance to me. Not necessarily what I've done, but what I haven't. A full explanation would be a lot more informative, but I think it unfair to inform you of her past, without Hannah's prior consent. What has happened long in the past, I believe Hannah is ignorant of, although, I should have foreseen her taking this course of action. I should have watched over her, Severus. I should have been more cautious, when I took her out of her usual lifestyle, and forced her into this. I was ignorant, not to be more cautious, and for that, I feel that this incident is my doing." Dumbledore confessed soberly. Snape thought over what Dumbledore said. So there was a past behind Hannah, there definitely was something in the past which influenced her to be introverted, perhaps that had relevance to her Legilimency skills? Snape snapped out of the thought when he realized that her Legilimency skills weren't actually his primary interest any more. He began to realize that it was her, Hannah, that he was curious about. Not her skills, just her.
"Perhaps we should focus on what happens now, rather than our mistakes in the past." Snape stated.
"Perhaps. We can all relate to regret, but sometimes we have to move on without forgiveness. Good night, Severus." Dumbledore nodded to Severus, and looked regretfully at the unconscious girl, before leaving the room.

Snape stared at the closed door for a moment, before turning his attention back to Hannah. How he wished he received forgiveness from Lily. He pulled a blanket over Hannah and dimmed the lights, before falling asleep in the chair adjacent to the bed for the rest of the night.

Thanks for reading, I promise things will go faster. Basically all 11 chapters so far have happened in the course of like 3 days, but things will get faster as we progress. I just needed to emphasize... a lot... on Hannah's beginning experiences at Hogwarts. Thanks again :) I'll post again within the next few days.