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The Journey	By : PhaedrusTodorov Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 8548 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Saving Grace

Chapter Two

Hermione heard the Headmaster’s whisper and looked into the professor’s face. Even though he was asleep his face still twitched and his brow was furrowed. He looked as though he were being attacked, and in a sense he was. His dreams brought back the memories and he was desperately trying to get away from.

“Hermione, please go into the Professor’s private stores and get a dreamless sleeping potion.” The Headmaster said slowly and gently, not taking his eyes of Severus. Hermione nodded and ran off.

She entered Snape’s office and went to the cabinet, searching through the hundreds of marked vials. Her mind was reeling. His wounds were horrific and gruesome. But what worried her even more was Dumbledore’s reaction. It was obvious that he was worried about more than Snape’s body. ‘What had they done to his mind? And why did Voldemort sign him?’ Hermione shuddered at that thought - to sign someone, to mark them as property.

She found the bottle quickly and ran back to the bedroom. While she had been gone Dumbledore had changed Snape out of his now crimson robes and into a pair of black boxers. Dumbledore was sitting beside the sleeping Snape and upon hearing Hermione’s entrance he reached a hand over his shoulder. Hermione placed the vial in the gnarled old hand and watched as the Headmaster transferred its contents into Snape’s mouth. The potion took effect almost immediately as Snape’s body finally let go of its tension. Hermione could see each muscle relax and his face finally evened. Finally he lay still, his breaths deep and even.

Dumbledore looked back at Hermione saying, “He will need to sleep for several hours and his wounds need to be healed. Am I right to think you can handle such healing?” Hermione nodded mutely her eyes wide. “Very good, I must hurry. There are things that need to be done immediately. I have already healed the wounds that are currently covered so don’t worry about that. Also, leave the…signature and scars upon his chest. All other marks, erase completely.” With that he stood up with a sigh. “I am sorry to put this on you, but you are the only one available and who has the ability. Also, this is not something that anyone besides you, me and the order need to know.”

Hermione took the hint, “I understand Headmaster, I’ll look after him and not tell anyone. When should you be back?”

“Not until morning I should think. If and when he awakens please do what you can for him but do not allow him to leave these rooms, he may be…disoriented.” With that Dumbledore strode out of the room leaving Hermione to stare at her beaten professor.

Hermione sat on the bed at Snape’s feet and rolled up her sleeves. She knew that to properly heal all of the wounds, even the small ones she would have to perform a healing spell on each one. She decided to start at his toes (for even the tops of his feet had large X’s crossed in them) and work her way up. It took an hour for each leg and Hermione was glad that he was in a magic induced sleep, for she had to move his legs about quite a bit to get at all the cuts not easily accessible.

Dumbledore had healed everything between his upper thigh and right below his belly button. And for this she was glad, she was a bit uncomfortable to be touching a near naked Snape, but every time this thought entered her mind she berated her self. ‘He is hurt, and you are healing him! Be mature!’

She wondered briefly why Dumbledore wanted her to keep the scars and signature on his chest but she answered her self, ‘they are probably very magical and meant to stay.’ She healed them slowly and carefully to a point, leaving shiny rough scars.

After another few hours she had done his face, shoulders, arms and back. The room was still quite warm so she saw no need to put him under the covers. She decided to get a book and sit on the other site of the bed, to watch over him. She looked back at him as she went through the doorway to grab a book from his shelves and without knowing why whispered to his scarred form, “I’ll watch over you Severus.”

She entered his sitting room and for the first time got a chance to look around. It was a large room decorated in a dark forest green. There were windows along one wall ‘windows in the dungeon? Must be magic-ed like the Great Hall,’ she supposed. Along one wall was floor to ceiling bookshelves. There was a comfortable looking set of brown leather couch, love seat, and two chairs that sat facing the fire. On another wall were three doors, one leading to his large office in which sat a huge dark mahogany desk with clawed feet. Another door led into an eating area which had a bay window and lovely landscapes adorning the walls. The third led back to his bedroom.

Hermione did not spend as much time as she would have liked choosing a book. Normally she would want to study his extensive collection thoroughly, but she had an intense desire to get back to Severus. ‘When did I start calling him Severus?’ She wondered, then scolding her self for her silliness. She selected a book she was familiar with and tucked it under her arm.

She caught herself walking faster than usual back across the room. She didn’t think about it until she reached the door and let out a breath she hadn’t known she was holding upon the sight of him sleeping peacefully. ‘Why am I fretting over him like this? I don’t even like him.’ But as Hermione climbed onto the large bed she realized that seeing him broken and crying had made her care for her professor. Emotions welled up inside of her as she looked down at his sleeping form. ‘where are these feeling coming from? Surely I am not…fond…of him? But he just looks so sad, lying there, he needs someone to take care of him, I bet he hasn’t had someone take care of him his entire life. He needs someone to love…’ She stopped mid thought and mentally shook her self. ‘No, he is a mean professor who just needs a medi witch.’

She sat up against the headboard enjoying a luxurious feel of the dark green satin bed spread. She opened the book and began to read. But her mind would not focus on the words, and her eyes kept straying to the man’s form beside her. ‘Yes, a man.’ She thought, and for the first time that night looked at his body for more than wounds. She studied the contours and was impressed with what she saw. He was muscular, not bulky but lean. His muscles were well toned and evident. Before she could stop her self she reached out and ran a tentative finger along his abs, feeling the rise and falls of his breathing. Her hand traveled upward and began to trace the signature, her gingers skimming across his smooth skin.

She was so transfixed at the sight of his body that she nearly jumped out of her skin when a low, silky voice said “Miss Granger what are you doing?”

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