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Memories of Deception	By : professorflo Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 20868 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: See Chapter 1
Hermione stood speechless, unable to formulate a reply. Seeing him alive again was affecting her more than she thought possible. She fought down the impulse to throw herself into his arms and tell him everything, beg him not to go to Voldemort and instead confess all to the order. He had McGonagall and herself to back him up. She couldn't seem to get the image of his broken body on the floor of the shack out of her head. It happened already… you can't change that!
Snape rounded the table and walked towards her, wand still up and a suspicious look on his face. "What are you doing in here? You shouldn't have been able to get out of my chambers?" He seemed to notice her change of clothes for the first time. His wand lifted higher. "Who are you?" He obviously believed it was a trick.
She reached into her pocket and pulled out the time-turner. "I came back…" she whispered, looking up at him with big eyes.
He still looked unsure. "Prove it… Open your mind to me."
She shook he head. "I can't. There are things… in the future… things you mustn't know."
His face hardened. "Then think of something you can show me." He paused for a moment, giving her a moment to gather her thoughts. "Legilimens!"
No, not ready… She quickly thought about what she could use to prove who she was. But he was in her mind already and she frantically pushed the horrors of the past hours aside and flung the first memory she could think of towards him.
It was one of her restored memories, the one that for her had been the most memorable. She could feel his shock as it washed over him, her strong emotions battering against his consciousness as he experienced how his own hands had felt between her legs for the first time, urging her to completion. He felt how the moment had been so overwhelming that she had secretly cried into his shoulder afterward.
Hermione tried to push the memory away, forcing another, less personal memory into its place, but already he was gone from her mind. They stood facing each other in silence, and Hermione tried to figure out if Snape had seen anything concerning what was for him the future. He had forced his way into her head before she'd had a chance to shake off her memories of him in the Shrieking Shack.
Snape seemed stunned, and before she could give it a second thought she launched herself at him, wrapping her arms around his waist. She buried her nose in his chest, finding his faint earthy smell comforting. He was still and tense beneath her arms. What did he see?
"I'm so sorry… I couldn't…" She bit her lip to stop herself continuing. I'm going to save you, she determined. But how?
"Miss Granger, I don't think…" he started formally.
She pushed at his chest. "No, don't you dare," she said forcefully, surprising herself as well as him. "Not after everything. Don't you dare 'Miss Granger' me!" She wrapped her arms tighter around him again, unwilling to let him go now she had him.
"I want…" She blushed into his robes. He shifted uncomfortably. "I…" She didn't know how to tell him so she settled for one thing she could say. "Thank you…" She lifted her face and looked up at him.. "Thank you for everything. You saved me and… and cared for me."
His hands came up to grip her upper arms. "I wouldn't say that, I…"
"No, don't. If you're going to tell me that what you do to me was terrible, then please, don't. You didn't have to help me in the first place, and I caused nothing but trouble for you." She paused for a moment, but he didn't seem to want or know how to reply, instead watching her silently with dark, troubled eyes. She leant her cheek gently against his chest before continuing. "You did nothing I didn't agree to, either directly or by trusting you to make the right decision for me."
"Not all my decisions were the best ones. I could have done better for you…"
"And how could you know that at the time. You couldn't predict my behaviour, not even when you used that lust potion, and defiantly not the rest of the time. You did your best."
"I assume you have seen your memories then."
She looked up at him. His expression was hard to read. "Not just seen them. I have them all back in my head. I know… everything."
"What do you mean, everything?" He seemed worried. "I wasn't planning on giving you everything back at once, not unless the situation demanded it… just in case the Dark Lord won and I had to obliviate you quickly… I didn't want your memories to be lost to you forever."
"Yes, I know. You explained this earlier… or later, I mean. And you didn't give me them all, just enough to do what I needed to do. I came back for the rest later."
"And Potter… did I manage to speak to him, or did you have to convince him to face the Dark Lord without me?"
"I'm not sure whether I should tell you…" She bit her lip as she considered. Surely some things he could know, things that wouldn't change the timeline. He'd known Harry was coming, and the only person that could have told him that was surely her. Still telling him what how Harry had found out about his fate might lead to questions she didn't want to answer. "I can't say, not exactly, but he found out what he needed to know."
"So it's all over?" he asked hopefully. He seemed lighter, happier somehow than she had ever seen him. "The Dark Lord is dead? I expect Potter went to his death bravely. I wouldn't expect anything less from a Gryffindor," he sneered, but there was no heat in it.
She squeezed him gently in mock indignation. "Hey… I'm a Gryffindor too." She hoped he wouldn't notice she hadn't answered his question. She didn't have the heart to tell him it wasn't over yet, or what she had seen happen to him. She knew she shouldn't in any case. Those events had already happened and couldn't be changed.
"I know… you've more than proved it over the past few weeks." He spoke quietly, before grabbed her shoulder and pushed her back so he could look down at her properly.
"Did I… If the Dark Lord is defeated, and you have survived, then am I to assume the Order knows of my true loyalties… Am I… free?" He looked so hopeful her heart almost broke.
"You know I can't tell you…" No matter how much I want to warn you. Oh Gods. She struggled to keep her composure.
"You mean to tell me what I must do in the next few hours then?"
"Not really, although there are one or two things I know I already told you... or will tell you."
"Then what did you come back for?"
What would you do if I said I had come back for you? "I…I need some potions, a lot of people are hurt," she replied, saying the first thing that came to mind. Maybe he has something I can use to give him.
"And you needed to come back in time to get some. What about Madame Pomphrey or my own stores? Or can you not access them in the future?"
"I had to come back." He raised an eyebrow. "But I can't tell you why…" she added quickly. It was a flimsy excuse but it was one he would have to accept.
"What can you tell me?"
"Harry will be here in a few hours. You will need to call the whole school to a meeting so the Order has the chance to get into the school."
"The Order…" His brow was furrowed. "Do they know, or should I be prepared…"
She interrupted him before he could continue. "Just… call the meeting. It will all work out." She reached up to touch his cheek and smiled with a warmth she did not feel. "You will see."
He nodded curtly, and she marvelled at how easily he was accepting her word. If it was her she would want to know everything.
"What else?"
There was nothing else she could think of that she should know about the coming hours. She knew what she wanted to tell him next, but could she? Her heart sped up as she tried to steel herself to say what she wished. Would he accept or reject her? He had been so distant the last few weeks, but for some reason he was being more affectionate with her now that she had hoped for. Perhaps he wouldn't turn her down.
She lifted her other hand to the other side of his face. "I… need you… I want…" She did not know how to tell him. "Please…"
He seemed to understand without her elaborating further. "It is just the conditioning" he said stiffly, taking a step back and pulling her hands down to hold them in his. "I've spent many weeks manipulating you into believing you have feelings for me, so it would be easier… for the both of us. You don't mean it, not really."
But she did need him desperately. If this was to be her last change… if she couldn't save him, she was going to take this opportunity with both hands. "You think I don't realise that? I told you the best way to exploit my feelings, what to offer me, how to, to…touch me."
He didn't seem convinced, "You cannot deny this is a… unique situation. You have been under a great deal of stress, and you may not truly know your own mind. I don't know what to believe."
She reached up to him. "Do you believe this?" she whispered, and tugged his face down to touch her lips to his.
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