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Ginny's Punishment	By : Koolgirl18 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Ginny Views: 101828 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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“Miss! Miss! You must get to Hogwarts now Miss!”

Ginny nearly jumped out of her seat when Winky popped into the living room.

“What's wrong Winky?” Ginny asked, setting her text book down.

“Miss must come now! Master Snapes doesn't have much time left.”

Ginny felt her stomach disappear.

“What do you mean Snape doesn't have a lot of time left? What happened?” Ginny asked, her voice getting louder at each word.

“We don't have time Miss Ginny!”

Before Ginny could ask anything else, the elf grabbed her hand and they disappeared from Spinner's End.

Ginny appeared in complete chaos. She recognized where she was at Hogwarts by the high ceilings but that was all that was normal.

The rest of the hallway she was in, however was filled with broken stone, fires, and death eaters fighting with Order members.

Ginny pulled her wand out of her sleeve automatically and began throwing spells at the Death Eaters.

The stunners came out with an intensity that she had never felt before.

A large part of the reason her spells were hitting so intently was because Ginny was very mad—actually she was beyond mad. She was ready to bloody murder someone.

How dare Snape keep the fact that there was going to be a battle away from her?

“Come Miss—we don't have much time,” Winky said, grabbing Ginny's hand.

Ginny continued to shoot spells at death eaters while Winky led her to the Headmaster's office.

Ginny ran up the stone steps to the office, noticing that it was unoccupied and quite silent.

Both Ginny and Winky made it to the top of the staircase, breathing heavily.

All of the portraits in the office were empty.

Winky pulled Ginny into the Headmaster's private rooms.

“Miss Ginny needs to grab potions for Master Snape. Winky will do the rest!”

Without thinking, Ginny ran over to the Headmaster's bed and pulled the pillow case off of a pillow. She then ran into the loo and cleared all of the potion out of the small cabinet.

Just as the last potion made it into the pillow case, Winky grabbed her again and Ginny disappeared again.

This time, Ginny appeared in a very dark, damp place.

A few meters in front of her was Snape, lying on the ground in a pool of his own blood.

Ginny felt her own blood completely drain from her face.

Oh gods no—oh bloody no this could not be happening to her! Her Snape ... her Severus—he wasn't breathing.

“Miss! Miss you need to help Master Snape!” Winky exclaimed.

Ginny felt tears spilling from her face.

“I think he's gone, Winky,” she said, her voice cracking.

“No, no, no, no! Miss must save Master Snape—only Miss can do it!”

Ginny wiped her face and ran over to his still body.

He looked so pale, even more pale than before. His neck was extremely bloody and it looked to be torn close to completely open.

Ginny fell down to her knees, ignoring the way his blood stained her pants.

She put her hand on his chest and nearly sagged into the floor with relief to feel it lifting a little bit..

Winky brought the bag of potions over to Ginny.

“Master Snape was bitten by big snake—Miss must stop the poison.”

Ginny took her hand off of his chest and got to work.

First she forced down a very strong anti venom potion and then next she gave him the blood replenishing potion.

After this she stopped and shifted so that his head was in her lap. She caressed his cheeks and tried to keep her tears at bay.

If Snape died ... well Ginny didn't know what she was going to do.

“Please, Professor—please Severus. Please don't leave me,” she whispered quietly.

Winky paced back and forth, wringing her apron.

The battle was raging outside. Ginny could hear the stones being blasted off of the castle and people yelling and screaming.

Ginny was very tempted to go outside and help with the battle. She knew her family was fighting and possibly dying.

Yet, she couldn't. Snape was by himself in a dark shack, dying. She didn't know what his stance was in the war, but she knew she couldn't just leave him. He showed her too much kindness for her to believe that he was the Death Eater he pretended to be.

She loved him and if there was a chance that he made it out of all of this free and alive and they could be together, she would run away to him with no regrets. She just hoped her family wouldn't kill her for it. Hell, she hoped her family came out of the war alive.

Once a little color began to return to his face, Ginny began to feed him more potions.

Ginny was very happy that Snape had trained her so well in healing. She had mentioned in the passing in one of the few conversations that she had with him that she wanted to be a Healer.

After Snape found out about this, he had trained her quite rigorously in potion making, potion distribution, body checking spells and many other things.

Ginny was pretty sure if she were to take the entrance exams to the mediwitch program that she would pass with flying colors.

Slowly, the skin on Snape's neck began to stitch itself together. Even more importantly, his breathing began to change. It was seemed to be coming out easier. Ginny knew that it was a good sign, but she also knew that if she didn't get better help soon, her good work would be for nothing.

When Ginny finally fed him one last potion, she noticed that everything was strangely quiet. A little too quiet.

“Winky, I need you to see what is going on outside.”

Winky looked over to Snape. Once she was satisfied that her Master was doing alright, she disappeared.

Ginny sighed and looked back down at Snape. She ran her fingers over his pale face, marvelling at how young he looked when he wasn't scowling or frowning.

“If you make it out of this alive, I promise I'll kill you again. I can't believe you didn't tell me how bad things had gotten. This is the final battle!”

Ginny wiped her tear stained face with her forearm and suddenly began to smile.

“But thank you for trying to keep me safe. I know you were simply trying to do what's best for me.”

Ginny's feet were beginning to fall asleep so she took a rusty wooden board and transfigured it into a pillow.

She gently placed Snape's head on top of it and finally stood. She cleaned up the blood puddle from around his body and and did a little walking around the small shack to get the blood in her legs moving.

At that moment, Winky popped back into the room.

“Battle is over Miss! The bad man is gone!”

Ginny blinked at Winky.

“The bad man? You-know-who is gone? He's dead?”

Winky nodded her head yes vigorously.

Ginny slowly fell to the ground next to Snape, her hand at her mouth, tears falling down her cheeks.

She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Tom Riddle—aka Voldemort, was gone.

It was bittersweet for her. After all, she had probably been the most intimate with the person Voldemort had become. He had put her through his version of a personal hell when she was just eleven years old. She was glad the bastard was dead.

Ginny took a deep breath, trying to get a hold of her emotions.

“Winky, can you please go and find someone to help us,” Ginny said.

“Yes, Miss!”

Winky popped out of the room

Ginny looked back to Snape.

She didn't know what the future held for her and the people on the side of the light. She just hoped that Snape was apart of it with her, free and happy.
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