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Unremembered	By : ElegantMess Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 17156 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Severus awoke in a foul temper. His head felt as though it were splitting in two. As he became more aware , he realized three things simultaneously. First, he could not see for the bandages covering his eyes and the top of his head. Second, two delicate hands were holding his hand, anxiously. And last, he was not in his own bed, in fact by the feel of it he was in one of the beds in the Hogwarts hospital wing. As he stirred, someone spoke.

"Severus, are you awake?" an unfamiliar female voice asked anxiously.

"Obviously." he sneered. "POPPY!" he bellowed. "POPPY!!" he shouted again.

"Severus, Severus, please calm down. What do you need? Madam Pomphery is busy, but I can help you with whatever you need." The female voice said gently.

"What I need is for Poppy to get Dumbledore and McGonagall in here so I can determine how to best rectify this situation." He growled as he attempted to remove the bandages. Quick hands, gently stilled his irritated motions.

"Please, Severus, your wounds haven't completely healed yet. If you'll be still, I'll go see if Madam Pomphery has finished her rounds yet. I'll also see if Minerva can come as well." His hands returned to his lap as he nodded. He heard the rustle of fabric as the woman left to seek Poppy and McGonagall.

As he lay back and waited for the woman to return with Poppy and McGonagall he began to contemplate how he arrived in this mess in the first place. The last thing he could recall was a young man with red hair placing something in the potion he was brewing and then a tremendous explosion. His memory of the event, however, seemed fragmented and fuzzy. He was pulled from his musing as he overhead the frantic whispering of two women. As well as, the sound of two sets of footsteps approached his bed.

"Severus, I'm so glad you're finally awake. Here, I imagine you have quite the headache, take these two vials of potion." Poppy Pomphery instructed as she pressed the vials into his hand.

"The first one is for the pain, and the second is for the swelling." She explained as he quickly downed the two vials.

"Now, tell me, how do you feel?" Poppy asked gently.

"How do you think I feel? I'm sitting here waiting for you, being placated be someone I don't even know!" He snapped as he heard a muffled sob from somewhere on his right. He would have rolled his eyes if they weren't so completely bandaged.

"I know there was a potions explosion, but I am truly at a loss as to what what happened before or since that explosion." He tried to calm himself as he heard the muffled sobbing become weeping.

"Who, are you?! And why are you crying? I'm the one who is bandaged and lying in a hospital bed!! Poppy just tell me what the bloody hell is going on here!" He snarled. The weeping abruptly stopped as the unknown woman sat heavily in the chair beside him.

" Poppy, just get Dumbledore and McGonagall in here so that I can get this whole mess sorted out." he growled. At the mention of Dumbledore's name, both women gasped loudly.

"Did you just ask for Albus?" Poppy whispered. A third set of footsteps approached his bed.

"Did I stutter? Who else would I have asked for? He is the Headmaster!" Three female gasps came as he growled.

"Severus? Tell me exactly what you remember." Minerva McGonagall asked calmly.

"Well, hello to you too, Minerva. I'm doing fine, thank you for asking." He spat, sarcasm dripping from every word. The with a heavy sigh he began to explain what he could recall. "My memory is disjointed, my assumption is that, that comes from the head injury. I was in my lab brewing some potion... I can not recall what I was working on precisely. I know that I turned around to pick up the next ingredient from the table behind me. As I turned back I saw out of the corner of my eye a red head reach up over the counter and drop something in my cauldron right before it exploded."

He took a ragged breathe and continued getting louder as he went. "Minerva, I am tired of those damned gryiffindor first years of yours screwing up nearly every potion I work on. They're even invading my personal lab now! I swear that if you don't get those damned Weasley twins under control, I will cease simply taking house points and giving detentions, and I shall hex them both to Merlin myself!!!" With every word his blood pressure and volume had increased until at the end of his rant, everyone from the Astronomy tower to the dungeons could have heard him. He lie back, panting from the exertion of his tirade.

Madam Pomphery bravely spoke first, "Severus, you've been unconscious for nearly three hours and you have at least a concussion. You sound very confused, please lie back and try to relax, you've worked yourself into quite a state." She said trying to calm him.

"Three hours, or three years it doesn't lessen those Weasley twin's culpability for this situation... Minerva, I demand that you have Dumbledore expel which ever one of those brats is responsible for that explosion! I could have been killed! Where is Dumbledore? Why isn't he here yet?" Severus asked angrily.

"Severus, what is today's date?" Minerva asked anxiously

"YE GODS, WOMAN!! What the bloody hell does it matter what today's date is?" He raged.

"I need you to humor me Severus. And actually it matters quite a lot." Minerva spoke softly.

With a great heaving sigh he growled, "It is Tuesday, March 6, 1990."

There came a small whimper from the woman in the chair beside him, and then a heavy thump as the woman fell to the floor. With all the fuss over the date he began to contemplate the meaning of it all. He proceeded to ignore them all, as he attempted to figure it all out. Of course, the lack of information only added to his growing frustration.

"She's fainted?!" Minerva exclaimed softly to Poppy.

"Well, it's no wonder, with the strain and concern she's been carrying, as well as her condition." Poppy moved past Minerva to tend to the other woman.

"Her... condition?... Poppy, are saying?..." Minerva sputtered softly.

"Oh, yes, well, I'm certain she wouldn't have wanted you to find out this way. I'm sure she meant to tell you herself... Of course I only confirmed this morning." Poppy rambled on as the two women worked to move the third into the bed beside Severus. The two of them continued to twitter softly like mother hens over the third. And Severus was fairly seething in his own bed.

"Will you to stop twittering over that simpering little chit and explain to me what the bloody hell is going on here!!" Severus bellowed.

"Poppy, do you think he is healed enough to remove the bandages now?" Minerva asked.

"Let me do a quick diagnostic spell and we'll see." Poppy said softly. They were all quiet as he felt the gentle probing of the medi-magic, and heard the soft swishing of her wand. "Well, isn't that curious!" Poppy exclaimed.

"What!?" both Minerva and Severus asked.

"Hold on... You'll see..." Poppy said as she unwrapped his head slowly and carefully. Severus tried to blink to focus, as the bandages came away from his eyes.

"Oh dear..." whispered Minerva...
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