Two Roses | By : triz Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 4107 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 2
Inside
the Headmaster’s office, there was a small gathering of people. It included the
headmaster of Hogwarts himself Albus Dumbledore, Lucius Malfoy, Severus Snape,
Horace Slughorn, and of course Alan Grand.
“So
good to see you after all these years,” Lucius said to Alan as he faced the
slightly older wizard. “It’s been a while since we went to business together.”
“It
has,” Alan smiled. “Is there anything that you have interesting to offer?”
Lucius
chuckled. “No. But do you? What brings you here to this part of the world?”
“Actually,
I’m here for you Professor Snape,” Alan said as he turned to face the dark
wizard. The man did seem menacing as he glared at him. “I am in need of a
potions master.”
“Horace
here,” Severus said as he gestured to the wizard next to him, “is the potions
master here. It’s been a few years since I have taught potions. Currently I am
teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts.”
“To
my knowledge however, I believe that it was you that developed the Wolfsbane
potion,” Alan said. “I am here to make you an offer and to ask you to work for
me as a private researcher.”
“Wolfsbane?”
Severus questioned. “Surely you can ask any potions master or mistress to brew
it. It isn’t that difficult. Horace is the one that taught me when I myself was
a student here, not the other way around.”
Alan
smiled to himself and shook his head. “But you are the only potions master in
the world that knows so much more about lycanthropy. Of course, second after my
potions mistress. You are the best of the best in the world.”
Severus
arched a brow at the man. What the hell did he mean by second? And who was his
potions mistress?
“I’m
sure you’ve heard about the rumors of Wolfsbane 6?” Alan asked everyone around
the room.
“You
mean the Wolfsbane potion that lasts six months?” Horace asked.
Alan
nodded. “Yes. And the rumors are true. Wolfsbane 6 is currently going under its
patenting process and will go public in three years time.”
“We
have a friend that will benefit from the potion,” Albus said in awe. He and the
others were surprised that such a potion exists.
“My
potions mistress is the one that developed the potion a few years back. Due to
an unfortunate accident, she is unable to brew.” Alan turned towards Severus.
“That is where you come in, hoping that you’ll work for me. We are very close
to finding the cure to lycanthropy. In fact, here are the notes,” he said
reaching into the inside pocket of his robes. He pulled out a small thick
folder, which was enlarged to its normal size before handing it to Severus.
Severus
eyes scanned the notes, along with Horace who leaned in to glance at them as
well. His eyes read the words back and forth across the paper as he murmured
some of the words and the findings on the paper. “… mixed with unicorn’s blood…
wolf cell count drops to seventy percent… permanent.” Severus raised his head
to look at Alan, his brow furrowed. “This has been tested and proven?”
“Every
single one of them,” Alan replied.
“Unicorn’s
blood?” Horace said and then he chuckled. “Who would’ve thought? Severus, you
are the right man for the job. You only got as far as Wolfsbane. You can go
further with the potions mistress and truly find a cure.”
Before
Severus could say anything, Albus’s door suddenly burst open. A familiar
looking woman walked in.
“I
said no Alan,” Hermione said angrily as he walked towards the man that stood on
his feet. “This wasn’t what I agreed to.”
“Hermione?”
Severus said in disbelief. She was the potions mistress that Alan had been
talking about? She was the one that developed Wolfsbane 6?
Hermione
turned her head and face Severus. Her sunglasses hid her eyes and the tears
that threatened to escape from her eyes. She turned to face Alan, remembering
the reasons as to why she came in the first place. “I didn’t agree to anything,
and I sure as hell won’t work with Snape!”
“Like
hell I’m going to work with you!” Severus snapped. He wasn’t a single bit
pleased to know that it was her. Standing up from his chair, he crossed his
arms over his chest and looked angrily at Hermione’s back. “You probably stole
my notes when you were apprenticing for me.”
Hermione
lowered her head. Severus’s words had hurt her, going directly for her already broken
heart. She could feel his glare behind her, as if burning at her back. She was
probably never going to earn his trust again, not that it would surprise her.
“You showed me your notes. I never stole them. I simply just memorized them.
There’s a difference.”
“Bullshit!”
Severus barked.
“Don’t
Severus,” Albus said, raising his hand.
“Now
that’s enough!” Alan said as he raised his voice. “Can’t the both of you just
set your personal issues aside and work together?”
“If
you just allow me to prove to you that I can brew on my own, I’ll do it,”
Hermione said in a plea looking up at her employer. She took off her shades and
showed him the desperation in her teary eyes. Her scar though was still unseen
by the others.
“Brew
alone?” Alan scoffed. “Surly you’re joking. You are walking a very thin line
Hermione. You’re alcoholism and your injuries will surely cost you your life in
the next potions accident. That is a risk that I am not willing to take.”
People
remained silent around them, listening to the conversation between the two.
Among all of them, it was Severus who was most intent about the conversation,
curious as to what had happened to Hermione.
“It
was never about the alcohol before. I was completely sober that time,” Hermione
defended herself. She wasn’t single bit drunk during the time of her accident.
“Regardless.”
Alan shook his head and knew how much the project meant to her. “Don’t you
think that I care about you and your welfare?” His relationship with Hermione
was more than just business. He looked at her as if she was the daughter that
he never had, and cared for her very much.
“What’ll
it take for me to prove myself to you, that I can do it on my own?” Hermione
asked again.
Alan
looked around for a moment, before spotting Lucius’s cane. He grabbed it and
held it out to her. “Turn it with your hand. If you can’t or if I see you
flinch just once, we do things my way. You’ll have to work with Professor Snape
or with whoever else I hire.”
Hesitantly,
Hermione pulled her right hand out of her pocket and took the cane in her hand.
She turned slightly raising her arm up, making the cane parallel to the floor.
Others
around her gasped in shock, seeing the scars on her face.
Severus
felt a tug on his heart that he hadn’t felt in years. A part of him wanted to
ease her pain away. He gulped feeling a lump in his throat. Her pain and sorrow
had taken him by surprise completely. It was unexpected.
Through
clench teeth, Hermione tried to ignore the pain as she turned her wrist
somewhat, just tilting the cane up the slightest bit. When it was too much for
her, her hand spasmed, making her lose her hold on the cane. In slow motion,
her eyes watched it fall to the floor, knowing it was the end of her career.
“Hermione?”
Lucius questioned as he bent down to pick up his cane. His eyes looked up at
her; she had remained completely silent for a short while.
“I
quit,” Hermione said brokenly. Her eyes were still downcast towards the floor.
The tears in her eyes had finally escaped, flowing down her cheeks.
“What?”
Alan said in shock. Did his ears hear him right?
“I
said, I quit,” Hermione repeated. She raised her head and face Alan. “It’s over
for me. There’s nowhere for me to go. My career has ended, and I should’ve
known that long time ago.”
“You’re
joking right Hermione?” Alan couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He refused
it. “I came here to get some help for you. You are so close to finding the
cure.”
“Then
it’s not meant to be for me,” Hermione said softly. “I can’t even cut a steak
on my own. Maybe I just needed a wakeup call to realize the truth, and this was
it. I can’t work and brew potions anymore.” Hermione walked around slowly
towards the small liquor table behind Albus’s desk grabbing the scotch bottle.
“Take my name off the patent of Wolfsbane 6, and put Severus’s name on it
instead. After all, it was his knowledge that created the first Wolfsbane
potion in the first place.”
“Where
are you going? Don’t tell me you’re going to go out and get yourself drunk
again? This isn’t San Francisco. The bartenders here don’t know who to call
once you pass out on the floor. The press here will print out a story of you no
doubt once one of them spots you,” Alan said as he watched Hermione walk towards
the door. He knew the dangers of her returning and everyone else finding out.
Worry was on his mind.
Hermione
stopped at the door, and spoke not bothering to look back over her shoulder. “I
don’t work for you anymore Alan. I have no fear if the press prints anything
about me being drunk, and labeling me an alcoholic. They already called me a
whore before, so what’s worse than that? Anyways, Snape is the best there is,
and so is Horace. They’ll help you with your research. I won’t be a liability to
you anymore.” With those final words, she walked out of Albus’s office, leaving
everyone stunned and speechless.
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AN – Obviously, Severus
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