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Torment Completed	By : Kvarta Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 31717 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Lost! He lost all that day. He gained the world that day. He designated himself for eternal loneliness…except…he wasn’t alone now! A presence. Female presence, but not her. Another female. And she was there, in his memory, with him. In his head. The pain, sure there was a pain but the reaction to it was not his. He is used to pain. Curiosity which was misplaced. And panic, the need to…break the contact. The female is still present, here, drifting in the darkness with him. He can’t see her, she is familiar, but only just. Past lover? No! She is in pain, panicked, afraid of him…nothing new. And yet, she is so concerned for him, she holds him in high regard. But Merlin, her mind…it is in shambles, a mess! And it produces thoughts. Conscious! Alive! The female is alive! So he is alive then too. Not hell then, just his mind, that is comforting and aggravating. No walls! The female mind is panicked and in pain. But how… Assaulted! He is assaulted! Violated! She is in his mind!
‘Out! Get the fuck out of my head!’ screams his mind and he pushes hard, he pushes her out. Alone! He is alone and alive. But why? And how? Who is she? Why is her mind so disorganised, she is knowledgeable too. Who. Is. She?
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
Harry and Malfoy jumped when Hermione rolled to the floor with a loud thud. For past five or six hours they could do nothing but watch. Hermione was frozen in that bizarre position, shaking good part of the time. Snape was moaning (!) occasionally or hissing. Harry thought it was disturbing, but then the whole situation was disturbing. He should have asked Hermione what was she planning, press her more. He so much gets used to following her instruction, never, not once he thought that at one point she will need his help. Malfoy was like a statue. Mute. Angry. Worried. He was watching them with unbroken attention. Now he kneeled next to Hermione
“Put her on the sofa. Let me see what happened.” That snapped him from his trance
“Why is she crying?”
“I have no idea Potter, your friend was crazy enough to do what she did. You are familiar with the saying about playing with fire…are you not?”
He nodded, dumbly, placing Hermione on the bed. Malfoy was still kneeling, he opened her eyes, same way Hermione was doing to Snape and gaze into them. Look on Malfoy’s face was pure disgust like he was touching something absolutely vile, he wished he could punch him. Poppy was on the door, she checks on Snape's vitals and waits patiently. Finally, Malfoy raised his eyes to them, releasing Hermione hastily
“She was just stuck in memory, Calming Drouth will suffice.” Without the word, Poppy moved to follow his advice
“Why is she crying like this?”
“It was not a pleasant memory, Potter.”
“Why is she holding her hand? The scar from Bellatrix!”
“Is on her right hand, she is holding her left hand.” Malfoy raise with a hiss and huff
“Then why?” he grabbed him by the sleeve
“Because, Potter, this” Malfoy hissed, tugging on his left sleeve and exposing paled Dark Mark “did not come without the price and it wasn’t walk in the park. Now release me, I want to see if she caused any damage. Start praying.”
He released him and Malfoy hobbled to Snape's bed. Harry sat next to Hermione, cradling her in his arms and rocking her gently. She was his chosen sister, his only family and he didn’t pay attention to her at all. He was watching as Malfoy’s shoulders slumped in relaxation
“You are in luck, Potter, your friend even more so.”
“How is he?” asked Poppy worriedly
“He will be fine. I cannot claim for sure, but I do believe that Miss Grainger’s stunt even helped his condition. He seems more conscious than I’d expect.”
“I apologize, I will remove Miss Granger from his vicinity and resolve her of her care for him. Merlin knows, after this, she has no arguments to contrary.”
“You will do no such thing Poppy.” Sighed Malfoy “In all her folly, she did manage unthinkable, she somehow managed to establish a connection. Unfortunately, she is his best hope to recover.”
“How? That is…”
“Rare indeed. As to how I have no idea. Only brave and crazy, Poppy…”
“You should know it.” Chuckled Poppy, and Malfoy smiled at her. Harry was stunned, were they just joking like old friends? Hermione stirred and opened her eyes
“Harry? What happened?” she frowned then her eyes grew wide “Professor! Is he woken up?” she pushed him and placed her feet on the ground, then noticed Malfoy and jumped at him. Malfoy lost his balance and managed to keep them both on their feet by some miracle. Harry grabbed Hermione by shoulders, to stabilise her as much as to keep her away from Malfoy. She grabbed Malfoy’s hand, clutching at it
“Why? Why so much pain? You call yourself his friend, how could you allow him to live with that? To go through that?”
“Unhand me you idiotic little chit!” hissed Malfoy “I was the one who kept him alive if you are looking for someone to blame, turn your head to your friend. A walking, talking monument to all that pain.” He tugged his hand from Hermione’s clutches and walked out with as much dignity as his injured leg allowed him “Poppy, keep me notified, please.”
“I will Lucius, give my best to Narcissa and Draco.”
“Poppy?”
“He was my patient even before Severus. You may not like him Mr Potter, but he is one of my children same as you three.” She huffed and walked away
“Harry, I feel dizzy.” Weakly said Hermione and he returned her to the sofa “What was he talking about? Why do I have to look at you?”
“We have to talk.” Harry sighed
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“Wait, let me see if I get this right.” Hermione sighed, she couldn’t believe what Harry was saying in past hour or so “Snape was a best friend and in love with your mum. Your father, Sirius, Remus and the Rat bullied him through his entire schooling period. Snape revealed prophecy that prompted Voldemort to kill your mum, so he made a deal with Dumbledore to save her, but the deal failed, we all know why.”
“Yes.”
“So, Snape wanted to die, but Dumbledore tricked him into staying alive and help you stay alive.”
“Yup, that sums it up.”
“That can’t be all.” She mumbled, what she saw “Oh, Harry, you can’t… you do not have an even faintest idea how much he was hurt. That amount of pain was…it is like you are petrified inside. Like you lost all ability to feel! And what I’ve seen…”
“In his head?”
“No, his body.” Tears brimmed at her eyes and spilt
“Ok, Hermione, that is not just creepy but also unsettling.” Harry shuddered “I don’t know how you even can…”
“You don't understand, Harry.” She lowered her voice to a whisper “He is full of scars. But, ok, yes, some of them are from curses and magically healed, but… Most of them are… His back,” she choked “like someone used them to put out cigarettes on them. He has scars like this.” She pulled her sleeve pointing at small scar below her elbow “You get a scar like this when you cut yourself on a glass, deep. He has scars that you would get if you have an open fracture. And they are all healed in a Muggle way, and the doctor was not so good at that! They had to be from before he started Hogwarts.”
They both looked at the man on the bed, sleeping peacefully. Her eyes couldn't stop producing tears
“Is that, what you didn’t want other to see?” whispered Harry and she nodded, his shoulders fell “Good. I was afraid that you..you know…”
“Oh, I’ve seen him naked, but there is nothing interesting about Snape having an erection. I mean, it is not a news material, imagine the title ‘The man got horny – surprise!’ because that never happens.” She rolls her eyes
“Hermione!!!”
“What, it is easy to solve, there is a spell…”
“There is a spell?!”
“Shure.”
“And you know it?”
“Well, Poppy taught me after she found out what I was doing…”
“What were you doing?!!!” Harry’s eyes bulged and she frowned
“I was using this spell” she hissed and pointed wand at his crotch releasing the gust of icy cold air on him
“Blimey Hermione!” Harry jumped “That is…vile”
“Hence the spell Poppy taught me. And if you keep on cutting me in the middle of the sentence I just might teach Ginny how it goes.”
“Point taken. Hermione, you look tired, will you sleep a bit, I’ll stay with you and him.”
“Harry, how can you hate him after all you know? What I want to say, you know only what you learned by accident, what he gave you and what Sirius and Remus told you. And the latter is not some reliable source in light of this new information. You told us at the final battle that he was Dumbledore’s man and for me, that was enough. But, what they didn’t tell us? How much we actually don’t know?”
“I don’t know, I hated him….blamed him for so long, I can’t change my mind about not liking him. I respect him. I am not like you.”
“I hated him too, remember? I set his robes on fire in the first year.”
“No, you never really hated him. And you respected him even when you were against him. For you, it is easy to accept all this, for rest of us, not so much. Ron will never be able to forgive him for George’s ear…”
“Should I then never forgive Sheamus? He hit me with a curse during the Final Battle, by mistake.”
“That is different…”
“How? It is not. Never mind, I am tired and I need a rest.”
“Yes you do, girl. Potter, go home, I’ll watch over them.” That was Poppy.
She wanted to talk to Poppy, to ask her so many questions, but her eyes were heavy and she drifted into a sleep.
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