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Snape's Story	By : tbird1965 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 33390 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 9
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Complete. Het, solo, oral.

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Well here we are...the memories. I really didn't want this chapter to be a re-telling of what we've all already read or seen, but I also needed to hit on a lot of points so Hermione could have a better understanding of what poor Severus is feeling. I hope I've been successful. I'm feeling a bit insecure about this chapter and the next one. Please let me know what you think. This chapter will remain the same on all three sites.

Hermione glanced around her and saw that they had arrived in a meadow near a small pond. Two tiny figures, a boy and a girl, lay beside the banks. "Is that...you?" She asked, staring up at the silent man beside her. He nodded his head. "And that's...?"

"Lily." His voice sounded hoarse.

"How are things at your house?" The girl asked softly.

"Fine."

"They're not arguing anymore?"

Hermione's heart ached at the haunted, sad look on the little boy's face. She wanted to wrap him up in her arms and hug him tightly to her, whisper in his ear that it would all be okay,

"Doesn't your Dad like magic?" Lily pressed.

"He doesn't like anything much." Small Snape answered sadly.

The scene shifted and she immediately recognized the Hogwarts Express. Snape and Lily sat across from each other.

"You'd better be in Slytherin." Young Severus said to the red haired girl.

"Slytherin?" A boy's voice rang out, reeking of contempt.

"Harry." Hermione breathed out in a whisper, her eyes locked on a boy so like the one she would meet on the very same train her first day.

The dark man shook his head, his eyes dark with rage.

"Who wants to be in Slytherin? I think I'd rather go home wouldn't you?" The boy who would one day be Harry's father said, looking around the compartment.

"My whole families been in Slytherin." Another boy answered.

"Sirius." Hermione looked from the two boys to Severus. Both James and Sirius had the air of being well cared for, while Severus' pale thin frame screamed of neglect. Without thinking, Hermione gently squeezed the hand that still held hers.

"Where are you heading if you got the choice?" Sirius asked James.

"Gryffindor." James said, holding his hand aloft as if it contained a sword. "Where dwell the brave at heart."

Hermione's eyes narrowed with anger as she watched the two young boys tease and taunt Severus. "See you around Snivillus." Sirius had called out, while James tried to trip him.

With a swirl of black the scene shifted to the Great Hall, a line of small first years waited for their turn with the Sorting Hat. Hermione scanned the group and located Severus just as a much younger Professor McGonagall called out Evans, Lily. She watched as the tiny girl settled herself on the stool. The hat shouted out "Gryffindor" before it had even touched her red hair. Hermione glanced back to the boy just in time to see his face fall with disappointment.

Again the scene shifted and Hermione saw that they were outside, in the courtyard. She was surprised when Snape pulled his hand free from hers and shook his head. "There are some things I do not wish to relive. I remember them all to clearly." He said darkly, turning to stare out towards the lake. She watched the muscle in his jaw flex and knew he would not be moved on this issue.

"I'll just be back then." She whispered, turning to walk towards a group of students. As she got closer, she recognized all the key players. Sirius, Lupin, James and Peter Pettigrew lounged casually beneath a tree, looking around she saw Lily, not to far away with a small group of girls. They were older now, teenagers.

James' voice rang out loud and clear in the open air. Hermione spun on her heel and gasped in horror. Severus hung upside down, dangling in mid air by his ankle. Students looked up from their leisure and study to laugh and point at him.

"So who wants to see me remove Snivillus' trousers?" James yelled, waving his wand at the floating figure.

"Oh no," Hermione's hands flew to her face just as poor Severus' trousers vanished, exposing torn and stained pants. Hermione's cheeks flushed hot as she saw that he was barely contained inside the thin ancient material. 'Bloody hell. He's not just bragging, is he?' She thought as she watched the teenager struggle desperately to cover himself.

"Oiy. You there. Leave him alone." A girl's voice cried out amongst the laughter and taunts.

'Oh no, no." Hermione thought as she watched Lily hurry over, her green eyes flashing angrily. 'How humiliating for him.' With Ron and Harry as best friends, Hermione had learned early on about the very delicate and fragile ego of males. A sure way to embarrass a teenage boy is to have a girl come to his rescue. Combine that with the fact that the girl he fancies, along with most of the school population, had front row seats to his torn, nasty pants and you have a very stressed and volatile teenage boy, one most likely to lash out in his mortification. Hermione flinched as he dropped to the ground with a thud. Her heart ached for him as she watched him struggle to his feet, wrapping his robes around his waist to cover his near nudity.

"You are such a bleeding toerag James Potter." Lily yelled. "Are you okay Severus?" She turned to him as if to help or comfort him. Hermione cringed as he drew back from her violently, his face red with anger and humiliation.

"Leave me alone. I don't need your help, Mudblood." The crowd fell silent as his words hung in the air.

"Oh bugger." Hermione moaned as she watched Lily's face shift from concerned to cold at the teen's words.

"Well. If that's how you feel, I'll just leave you to it then." Lily's voice was icy. "I'll not bother you again Severus. Come on." She motioned to her friends and walked away, her whole posture rigid and angry.

Hermione was surprised when the mist swirled around her and she found herself in the stone corridor outside the Gryffindor common room.

"I don't want to hear it, Severus." Lily's voice echoed through the hallway. She was standing in the hallway in her night clothes, a long bathrobe kept her warm against the Castle's chill. "The only reason I came out here is because they said you were threatening to stay out here all night.

"I did and I will." Young Severus said, his voice nervous and anxious.

"Well save your breath." Lily's face was cold, her tone angry. "It's too late. I've made excuses for you for years. I won't do it anymore."

"No listen." The dark boy pleaded desperately. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it." Hermione could see the unshed tears glistening in his eyes.

"Oh you didn't?" Lily laughed ruefully. "Why should I believe that? You call everyone of my birth that horrible name."

"But please Lily." The tears streamed down his face now. "We're friends, best friends. Please forgive me."

Hermione's heart ached as she watched Lily shake her head. "I can't Severus." She wished again that she could comfort the teen as Lily turned away from him and climbed back through the portrait hole, leaving him standing alone and crying.

"Bloody cow." She muttered softly, shaking her head in disgust. She glanced up when a large hand took her small one. "Did she ever forgive you."

"No." He said in a breathy whisper. The black mist enveloped them and the scene shifted again. They were outside, the wind whipped her hair across her face. Pushing it out of her eyes, Hermione saw Professor Dumbledore and a younger adult Snape. The latter was weeping openly.

"The prophecy does not refer to a woman, but a boy, born at the end of July." Professor Dumbledore said.

"But he thinks it's her." Snape's begged, his voice filled with torment. "He thinks it's HER son. Hide them. Hide them all."

Hermione's face blanched as Dumbledore stared down at the pleading man. "What will you give me in return?"

"Anything."

Snape pulled his hand from hers again as the scene changed and they found themselves at the bottom of a staircase, destruction and rubble all around them. Shaking his head, he pointed towards the version of his younger self, now making his way cautiously up the stairs. Hermione followed and had to choke back a scream when the young Snape bent down and placed his fingers against the neck of a fallen figure. Skirting past them, she recognized Harry's father, even in death she could see the shock and horror in his open and staring eyes.

Hermione's own eyes burned as she followed Snape through the open doorway. A crib was placed against the wall and a dark haired baby stood crying, his hand reaching, grasping towards the crumpled woman on the floor.

"Harry." She breathed, taking note of the angry red slash on the baby's forehead.

Her heart broke as she watched Professor Snape gather the fallen woman in his arms, his anguish evident as he clutched her to his chest, tears streaming down his face. Unable to stop her own tears and unable to bear the scene before her, Hermione turned and descended the stairs to where the adult Snape waited for her, pain written across his face.

"Don't." He hissed when she started to speak. She'd just barely grabbed his sleeve when he turned and scene dissolved around them. Expecting to return to her own office, Hermione was surprised to find herself in the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts. An inconsolable Severus Snape leaned against the wall weeping into his hands. "You promised." He sobbed.

Dumbledore's voice was cold when he spoke. "Lily and James put their trust in the wrong person, much like yourself Severus." His eyes crawled over the crying man. "Her boy survives. Her son lives. He has her eyes. You remember Lily's eyes Severus?"

'You manipulative bastard.' Hermione thought bitterly as Dumbledore pressed on, twisting the knife that was already buried deep in the Potion Master's heart. "If you loved her, if you truly loved her, your way is clear. Help me protect her son."

"Very well." Snape sighed, the pain in his voice palpable. "But I will have your word. No one can ever know."

Hermione was surprised to see the look on Albus Dumbledore's face soften and grow sad. "My word that I will never reveal the best of you Severus? If that is what you wish, you shall have it."

The scene shifted and Hermione was surprised to find that the were still in the Headmaster's office. Dumbledore sat slumped in his chair while Snape whispered incantations over his blackened and withered hand. "Well this makes things much more straightforward." Dumbledore whispered weakly. "Does Lord Voldemort still intend on going forward with his plan for the poor Malfoy boy to kill me?"

"He is not expected to succeed." Snape said slowly. "It is merely meant as punishment for Lucius' failures."

"Well there is only one thing left to be done. You must kill me Severus."

"Would you like me to do it now?" Snape smirked.

"Oh no, not yet." Dumbledore chuckled almost merrily. "When the time is right."

Hermione watched Snape's face as he slowly realized the old man was not joking. "If you don't mind dying, why not let Draco do it?"

"The boy's soul is not yet so damaged. I would not have it ripped apart on my account."

"And what of my soul?" Snape's voice rose angrily.

"Only you know how it will effect you, Severus."

The mist rose and swirled and again they were in Dumbledore's office. Snape paced back and forth, clearly upset. "I thought we were protecting him for Lily and now you are telling me he must die? That all we've done is keep him alive so he could die at the proper time like a pig for slaughter?"

"Don't tell me you've come to care for the boy?"

Tears streamed down Hermione's face as Severus waved his arm and a patronus shaped like a doe sprang from the end of his wand to prance and leap around the room.

"Lily?" Dumbledore's eyes widened. "After all this time?"

Severus' rich baritone echoed in Hermione's ears as the mist swirled around her. Her legs felt weak as she sank, sobbing onto the floor of her office. "Always." She opened her eyes just in time to see his long legs leaving her office.
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