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Time Heals All Wounds	By : kierasama Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 17294 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter twenty two: Meeting Voldemort

Hermione felt the familiar squeezing sensation as she and Severus apperated into the clearing. While she caught her breath, Severus went over the rules. Do not look at the dark lord, as she must refer to him as. Speak only when spoken to. But most importantly, shield her mind as Severus had taught her, and let Voldemort see only what they had rehearsed. With that in mind they set off for the castle just beyond the clearing.

As they entered the castle and began to make their way to the throne room, Hermione noticed all the other death eaters in full garb, making their way toward them. One of them slowed their pace so they were walking next to Severus.

"Snape." They said.

"Avery." Severus replied.

"I heard through the grapevine," Avery mentioned, "that you have brought your new wife to meet our lord."

"I have." Severus replied stiffly.

"So if you've brought her, then is she planning to join with us?" Avery asked, curious.

"My wife is pregnant and as such, I cannot allow her to join as of yet." Severus explained. "I do not wish her to come to harm, which is what might happen if she would be at the revels. However she does agree with our motives, and as such will understand if I am not home right after the meetings."

Their talking was cut short as they reached the large doors, signaling the entrance to the throne room. They stilled before the doors. Hermione glanced around discreetly, and noticed that they were surrounded by the other death eaters, whom she had not noticed during the short walk.

Hermione snapped her eyes back to the door when the telltale creak told her that someone was letting them into the room. A short figure was opening the door, and gestured for them to enter.

The death eaters strode into the room, and formed a line infront of the throne. One by one they got to their knees, and crawled toward the seated figure. They kissed the hem of his robes, and scurried back to their spot in the line. When Severus crawled forward Hermione prepared to do the same when an eerie voice stopped her.

"You do not need to kneel my dear. I understand your condition, and it could damage Snape's heir."

Hermione stood and kept her head bowed at a respectable level.

"Come forward, Mrs. Snape." he ordered.

Hermione did as he bid, and when she was before him, he raised his hand to her. Realizing that he wished her to kiss his sleeve, she did so.

"Look at me."

Hermione raised her head and looked at her most hated enemy. He would not change much, in the next twenty years. He was as Harry had described him. Evil and snake like.

"My lord." she murmured respectfully.

"What is your name, Mrs. Snape?" Lord Voldemort asked.

"Hermione Snape my lord." she answered truthfully.

"You are pregnant." it wasn't a question.

"Yes my lord, I am in my second trimester."

"After you give birth, what are your plans?" Voldemort questioned.

"To care for our child as best as I can, and when the child is a year old, I wish to enter into your service, my lord." Hermione lied easily, glad, for the mask hid her grimace at the thought of joining him. She knew she would have to school her expression into one of sincerity for he would surely ask to see her face.

"I see." said Voldemort. "How is your relationship with Snape?" he asked.

"Oh my lord, we are in love," Hermione began, ready to ramble as any woman would. "we are so happy, although…" she paused.

"Yes?" he probed.

"Well sometimes, it seems like, we argue an awful lot, and he will yell at me over the littlest things. Like the dishes, or something around the house…oh but then when I apologize, he seems much happier and then we make up and…"

"Yes, yes…" Voldemort cut her off. He despised rambling women. "Now I hear that you are the librarian at that dreadful school?" he quickly changed the subject.

"Yes my lord."

"When you enter my service, and you will, you will be my record keeper." he stated more to himself than to her.

"Of course my lord. I only hope I will do as good a job as I possibly can." Hermione said.

"Yes…" Voldemort dismissed, "and are you in the headmasters…good graces?"

"As good as anyone else, I suppose. He does have a soft spot for a fellow reader." Hermione said.

"I see." Voldemort said. He looked directly at Hermione. "Reveal your face." he ordered.

Hermione reached up and removed her black hood, and let it fall down her back. She kept her eyes lowered.

"Look at me, now, into my eyes." he ordered.

Hermione swallowed. This was it. She had to keep cool, empty her mind of anything revealing, only show false memories.

She raised her eyes, and let them meet the dark lords. The vivid scarlet bored into her own brown eyes. She did not look away.

"Where is the order hidden?" he demanded.

Hermione schooled her expression into confusion. "What do you mean my lord?" she asked innocently. "Whose orders are you referring to? How can an order be hidden?"

She felt Voldemort searching through her mind, and thought to herself. 'what does he mean? Is it a kind of test or something?'

Voldemort stopped searching her mind for a minute.

"What is the weapon?"

Hermione felt him searching for a lie.

"A weapon…you mean like a wand? Or a gun?" Hermione said acting genuinely confused.

"What is this…gun?" Voldemort asked.

"It is a Muggle weapon consisting of a metal tube, with mechanical attachments, from which projectiles are shot by the force of an explosive. They are used to shoot moving targets and are very deadly when used correctly." Hermione recited automatically. "We learned that in Muggle Studies."

Voldemort looked interested. "So this, gun, is what that fool Dumbledore is building?"

"The only weapon that Dumbledore has that I know of is his wand, but then, we all have those." Hermione said.

"You will not be required at these meetings, but if you find any information at all, while at the school, you will inform Snape immediately and he will refer it to me. Is that understood Mrs. Snape?"

"Of course my lord." Hermione agreed.

"You may return to the line."

"Yes my lord." Hermione did as he commanded.

"Snape."

Severus looked in his lord's direction.

"Come to me."

Severus went to Voldemort's side.

"I want you to return to the castle, and continue your duties. Keep me updated on any findings and you will be rewarded. You and your wife are dismissed."

"Yes my lord." Severus kissed Voldemort's sleeve and returned to Hermione's side. He led her from the room and when they were out of the castles boundaries, he apperated them away.

Severus and Hermione reappeared in the bedroom. Hermione was immediately pulled into her husbands embrace. "You were fantastic my love, simply wonderful."

"Really, Severus? Do you think it worked?"

"Well," Severus mused, "since he didn't Avada us, I'd say you did wonderfully."

"Oh Severus, I'm so glad." Hermione leaned up and kissed him. As she did so, her stomach growled. She blushed.

Severus smiled at her. "Well, you did miss lunch."

Hermione felt a fluttering movement in her belly. She jumped, and stared down at it in awe.

"Hermione? Darling what's wrong?" Severus asked concerned.

"It moved." Hermione said.

"What?"

"The baby, it moved, it wasn't a kick, but I felt…" Hermione looked at him her eyes wide. She grabbed his hand, and pressed it to her belly. "It's moving." tears filled her eyes. She smiled, "Severus our baby is moving!"

Severus kept his hand against his wife's belly. He did feel it. His child. Severus looked at his Hermione, and leaned up to kiss her again. "I love you Mrs. Snape."

"I love you too Severus…you and our baby."

Their tender moment was interrupted by Hermione's stomach growling once more.

Severus laughed.

He led her to the sofa and helped her sit, then said, "Stay here, I will make us something to eat. Any requests?"

Hermione thought, "Steak, medium, maybe a little bit charred, pommes frites, asparagus and butter squash?"

Severus laughed. "Hungry are we?"

"Well," Hermione smiled. "I did miss lunch."

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please review and let me know what you think.
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