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Waking up	By : Pegasus Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 2782 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 15
When Sophie was dressed and ready to go, Severus took one last sip of his polyjuice potion. It really was the last bit. It would not have lasted longer. He guessed in his panic to be found out by the Granger girl, he had taken too much of it. It wouldn’t do him any harm but it irked him that his feelings had taken control. He should have let his potions knowledge and his logic make the decisions. It reminded him too much of the time when his life had been at stake and he had had to make similar decisions. All in all he would be glad to be out here, away from this world and back in his little cottage by the sea.
Sophie was still a bit wobbly on her feet so he offered his arm and she leaned on him.
“If it is easier for you, I could carry you?”
“No! No, that really won’t be necessary.”
The intensity of her reaction hurt him.
“I did bring you here that way.” He said scowling.
“Yes, but I was really bad then and you are not too well yourself. I really don’t want to be more of a burden than I already am.”
Amidst this exchange they had made it out of the room. Healer Granger was standing by the door on the opposite side of the corridor and spoke to a nurse when Sophie looked up from where she was setting her feet.
“Did I hear that correctly, you are not well Mr. Ashworth? Can I be of assistance?”
Sam scowled at her in a very rude way.
“I believe I have told you before to stay out of my business.”
Sophie looked up at him in surprise. He felt her look and had the grace to look away a little shamefaced.
“Thank you, Healer Granger. Sam, are you sure you would not like another opinion? I am more than happy to wait and it would put my mind at rest to know you have been checked properly.”
“I appreciate your concern, but it really won’t be necessary.”
“I do worry about you, it frightened me a lot to see you suffer.”
“Please, Sophie. Remember I asked you to trust me. You said you would. Please keep your word as I will keep mine.”
Sophie realised that by giving him her promise she had not just agreed to trust him, she had also delivered a killer argument with which he could effectively cut every discussion short and get his will. They would have to discuss this in private. Sophie was not prepared to accept just any avoidance of a good and healthy debate and she was only prepared to blindly accept so much.
“Very well.” She said, but the determination showing in her eyes must have told him that this wasn’t going to be the last they had exchanged on this issue. He looked at the healer with a plea to change the subject on his face and said:
“I will take her home and make sure she rests and eats well. Should I keep you informed of her progress?”
“Yes, if you are connected to the floo we could agree on a time frame in which you could contact me?”
“I’m not on the floo, but I will write to you. That should suffice, if her situation will dramatically worsens I will bring her here directly anyway.”
“Floo? What’s that? A new messenger app I’ve missed?”
“Ehhhr, something like that, yes.”
He was looking decidedly uncomfortable again.
Before she could ask anymore questions he had taken her by the arm and was steering her down the corridor.
They made it out of the building but on the street Sophie finally protested.
“Sam, wait. You’re going to fast, I can’t keep up.” She was out of breath and Sam immediately stopped.
“Goodness, as if the devil personally was after you. What’s wrong?”
He looked around himself as if he could find a plausible answer on the pavement.
“I’m sorry…nothing’s wrong.” She looked at him with raised eyebrows.
“Well,... I asked…”
“No, don’t give me that “I asked you to trust me” again. It’s all nice and well when it comes to my healing but you can’t use it as a free pass to end all discussions. That’s neither fair nor right.”
He looked at her with surprise and turned a bit to the right so she couldn’t see his face but he could still steady her.
After a moment he said:
“I have lived through a time in my life I would rather not be reminded of. This building, it’s people, what it stands for and represents for me, that is all part of it. I have not been in here for 20 years and if it wasn’t for your condition I would not have returned to the day I die. These people think I am dead and I want to keep it like that.”
She started slowly walking down on his arm since they were in the way of other pedestrians.
“They think you are dead?”
“Yes, hence the disguise.”
“What on earth where you involved in?”
She turned to have a better look at the building they had just left but all she could see was a derelict building with a faded shop window with old dolls in it.
“Wait a moment, where is the hospital? Didn’t we just leave it?”
“Ah… now that really is part of what I can’t tell you.”
She looked at him speechlessly for a moment, trying to process it all. Her healing from the deadly cancer, the strange examinations, his altered appearance and now a ruin hiding a hospital.
“What is all this? Is this some government thing? Were you some government spy and these are some of the famous secret facilities that everyone speculates about but no one has ever seen?”
“Erh… yes, I guess something like that.”
She could see the subject was very uncomfortable for him. Oh honestly, what did it matter? She was feeling much better and he had made that possible. There was no reason to make him feel bad about it. She should just trust that he had his reasons for keeping her in the dark. After all nobody would lightly give up their live and identity. And she didn’t want him to linger on his obviously distressing past on a day where she felt like embracing the whole world.
“Come on then, James Bond”, she said with a smile,” let’s go back to our own world then and forget all about this.”
They kept on walking down the street.
“How do you feel? Well enough to take the train back?”
Sophie smiled feebly.
“I’m not exactly looking forward to 5 hours train ride, but what else could we do? We have to get back down to Cornwall somehow.”
“Yes, but there are other ways.”
“What ways? Flying? Do you have a pilot's’ license? How did we get here in the first place? I don’t remember anything.”
He gave her a pointed look.
“Ah, no, not again!”
“I’m sorry. Really, but if you don’t want to sit on the train for five hours there is a way to speed this up. The only thing is you would have to be asleep.”
“Does that mean we have to wait til tonight? Because right now, I feel very much awake.”
“Don’t worry about that. If this plan is agreeable to you, making you sleep isn’t going to take a moment.”
“I would be totally at your mercy.”
“As you have been from the moment I picked you up at your cottage, if I may remind you.” he said feeling a bit annoyed again.
“Hey, I’m just teasing you. I am well aware that if you had wanted to harm me you would have had plenty of chances already.”
“Maybe I’m just a psychopath who likes to play with his victim.” he said with a nasty smirk.
“Yes, or maybe you just like me more than you would openly admit.” now it was her time to smirk as he stopped dead in his tracks and stared after her with his mouth wide open.
As she was continuing down the street with joyful laughter he managed to catch up with her.
“What, pray tell, gives you the absolute absurd impression I could… I could…”
“...could be in love with me?”
“Preposterous, absolutely preposterous.”
By now she was laughing hard and it felt so good. She felt so alive and happy. The sun was shining through the buildings and the blue sky was visible above. The world was a good place again and she was looking forward to having a future again.
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