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The Florence Nightingale Complex	By : TaniaWoodley Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 3856 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-The Florence Nightingale Complex
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I own�erm�nothing. Yeah I own nothing, stop rubbing it in already. L

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AN: OK this
is my first Hermione/Snape fan fiction, I think I�ve read enough anouldould now
write for my favourite ship. After all its not what
your ship can do for you, its what you can do for your ship.

Summary: Hermione is
alone in 12 Grimmauld Place tending to a potion she and Snape have created. Mortally wounded Snape apparates
there. NOT a character death.

The Florence Nightingale Complex

Chapter 1

All for the
cause, she repeated to herself, all for the cause. This had been her mantra for
the past three hours and she was worried sick. Three hours ago the whole Order
of the Phoenix, s Hes Hermione, had gone to defend Hogwarts.
Dumbledore had sent them news of a plot Voldemort and
his Death Eaters had hatched to attack using Giants and Dementors.
She thanked the Godat iat it was the Christmas Holidays so no students were in
any danger. They were very fortunate to get the warning so early. Recently the
attacks had finished before they found out about them. This was because Snape
had been revealed to be a spy and had spent the rest of his time at the Order�s
headquarters creating the Potion in hiding under the protection of the Fidelius
with Dumbledore as the secret keeper. A fate brought about by Lucius Malfoy with help from his
son.

This was
the reason Hermione had stayed behind at 12 Grimmauld Place. She needed to stabilise the Potion
as she had been helping Snape and he was needed at Hogwarts more than she was,
so she volunteered to stay. If they lost it now they would have lost weeks of
work. This meant Harry and Ron were on their own, they had the rest of the
Order with them, but that didn�t help to ease her worries, she belonged next to
Harry and Ron at what could be the last battle against Voldemort.
The Potion though would be as as important in the orchestration of the Dark
Lord�s demise. They were losing too many of the Order and the Aurors were dropping like flies. The Potion would hopefully
cure the drinker of all wounds, including the effects of the Unforgivables,
except of the infamous Killing Curse. Making it highly
valuable and so highly secret. It was particularly volatile at the point
they were at when the call from Dumbledore came in,
they had just added the Bezoar, used for its curative properties against
poisons.

As she
stirred the grey goo, which was much easier on the eyes as it had been bright
orange before, she tried to hold back the tears. Ever since the Department of
Mysteries she found herself doing this more and more. With the Potion merrily
bubbling away, a complete contrast to her own mood, she found nothing to occupy
her mind. She desperately tried to stop her thoughts from straying to the
battle now raging at Hogwarts, to her friends who were putting their lives on
the line.

She set her
jaw clutching her wand and prepared to apparate to fight for her friends or die
trying.

Just before
she did however, she jumped from the *pop* and displacement for air as she felt
a draft against her skin. Someone had apparated into

Snape on
the other hand was gng vng very annoyed with himself. He was getting potions
wrong even first year Hufflepuffs and Neville Longbottom could do. When this happened he was not
surprised to find she corrected him every damn time.

Hermione
grew more and more hopeful with every passing minute as his accuracy improved,
as did his condition. The swelling of his eye had reduced greatly and the
internal bleeding had stopped. As she cleaned the blood off and bathed his face
she tried more and more complex potions tactfully skipping the Polyjuice potion remembering the last time she mentioned it
in one of their brainstorming sessions, he was livid when he had realised she
had taken the ingredients that had gone missing during her second year and why.
Snape had taken three hours to calm down enough to talk her without going
completely off on a tangent about bloody Gryffindors
and how the rules didn�t matter to them. Hermione shuddered at the memory,
recalling the small education in just how expletive the magical world�s
language could get.

�Snape�s cure all potion?� she
asked grinning when he stared at her calculatingly. �Fitting don�t you think
sir? The fever has broken and all your injuries are healed. It works! Thousands
will be saved because of it. Because of you.�

Snape
looked at her in surprise at the outburst. Not at the name, he was going to
call it something like that anyway, but that it had worked and that it had
worked without needing half of the ingredients they were going to use. Trust
Hermione Granger to be left with a potion he had spent years thinking about and
planning, and accomplish what he hadn�t in three bloody hours. Typical, bloody typical. Well look on the bright side Severus, its going to be cheaper to make. Looking down to
surmise his exact condition he noted the sheet covering�his naked body?!

Hermione
blushed when she was he had realised she had undressed him due to his fever.
She had to do it without magic as when she had charmed off his shoes, they had
gone flying out the window smashing the glass, which had turned into confetti
when she tried to repair it. Struggling with his heavy body all the blasted
buttons she had turned a bright red Ron would have been proud of. The Potion it
seemed had a rather unusual side effect that made
little Snape eager to come out and play. Taking another
hysterical moment to recall that the rumour about men with long fingers was
indeed true in Professor Snape�s case.

Said
Professor Snape was fuming at the intrusion into his privacy, when he also
noticed the unusual side effect when he saw the tent made in the sheet by
little Snape. For then Severus Snape did what he had
not done since he was a teenager�blushing and attempting to cover a raging hard
on.

AN: LMFAO!
Aww come on Sevvie let him play! I loved writing this
even if my muse said Professor Snape is glaring daggers at me. The angst was
too much for me at the beginning and now this is going to be a humorous as smut
filled as possible romp through JK�s marvellous world
of Harry Potter.

Peace out

~*serpensortit*~
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