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Obliviate! (Working Title)	By : Shmlss Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 2001 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 3:

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Well here
he was now, in her home. And now what, exactly?

Was she
going to make a pot of tea while a traitor sat in her home and discuss calmly
what a horrible individual he was and his morbid history? Was she going to owl
Ron and tell him who was at her house? Yes, she could see it now.

�Dear Ron,

I have met up with Severus Snape,
who has been obliviated, in Diagon

Alley. He�s
at my house. What say you hop over for supper, then?

Catch up on old
times��

She
snorted. Ron would be nothing short of infuriated and he happened to have her
daughter in his care. But then again, she was supposed to come home the second
Hermione arrived back home, so she�d have to do something with the rubbish
occupying her home now.

�All right,
look-� she noticed she was short and curt with him suddenly, but didn�t intend
to withdraw now, �I have to call for my daughter and, well�� her eyes narrowed
and she looked pointedly at him, �the person I have to call would kill you
on-spot if he saw you, so you realise the seriousness of what I will say next:
do not leave this room unless you hear someone coming, then move to the next
and so forth until you find a safe place to be without being seen. Have you
understood me?�

Severus
winced at her as she spoke to him so coldly, but he couldn�t help think he
deserved her anger. He nodded sincerely at her and sat down in a nearby chair,
uncharacteristically of the Severus Snape she had once knew. She figured,
though, that he would never be as he once was and that fact almost saddened
her. She knew nothing of �what once was.� And not even that smarmy bastard
could grant her the satisfaction of consistency.

She found
tons of reasons, some not here or there, to become more angry with him as she
sent her owl off to the burrow.

In only
five minutes time, Hermione had thoroughly stewed and Ron had arrived with her
little Lily, giving her little time to compose herself.

�Oi, Mione!
She said �little witch� today! Completely of her accord! It was a regular riot
at the house. Maybe she�ll do it for you.�

Hermione
beamed at them both and nodded, �Maybe, she will.�

Ron gave
her no time to invite him for drinks or the like (though she hadn�t intended on
it anyway).

�Well, I
guess you�re pretty tired, and I can tell you I am with her all day! So I�ll
call tomorrow in the afternoon, all right? You can tell me what�s up with
Minerva calling for you.� He yawned as he handed Lily to her, �Oh and mum says
anytime you want to go out or be alone, she�d love to take her-� He hadn�t even
punctuated the sentence before he had crack!ed from the room, and most
probably over to his home only four streets away.

�What did I
get myself into, Lily?� Hermione looked down into her daughters vivid green
eyes.

The child
giggled up at her gleefully, reaching out a chubby little arm.

�Little
witch!� She squealed.

Hermione
grinned and took her to her room for a nap, idly wondering if it might have
been a huge mistake telling Severus Snape she had a child. She decided then she
would refrain from mentioning whose child it was. Just to be safe.

The second
her child hit her crib she was asleep, leaving Hermione to ruefully return to
her ex-professor in the next room.

When she
returned, he was sitting in the same position she had left him. He stared off
at the farthest wall, not seeming to notice that his once-student had
re-entered the room.

Instead of
disturbing him she came and sat down in a chair quietly, across from him. With
this, he noticed her presence and gently shook from his stare.

�Will I not
meet her?� He asked.

�No!� She
snapped, �Even now I can not trust you. It is quite possible you are still
acting, as you were so good at doing. So very good at fooling everyone. Or, you
could be under the Imperius� I am no fool and I will allow you as little
information about me as possible. Consider yourself lucky, Professor
Snape.�

He had
maintained a huge deal of intelligence and thereby knew he would not cross this
woman, nor would he question her. He had many questions, but he remained silent
knowing she was as on-edge as he had been for the last several weeks, but in a
far more explosive way.

�As of this
very moment I don�t know what to say to you. I assume I�ll start as far back as
I can, carry you through basics of your life- at least the information that I
know of. And then I will tell you what I know of you from my six years at the
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.�

Hermione�s
fists bunched in her lap with frustration.

�This will
not be easy for either one of us. I�m aware that you are supposedly in amnesia
of your former existence, but you will endure wrath and emotion from me that
will shake you to your core, and hopefully, upon learning of your past, this
too will shake you to your core. Because you deserve torture, never ever to see
or know mercy again in your life, but it was a lucky day for you to have come
across me. Lucky, lucky day, indeed.

�I assume
you have no idea where to be going,� She gnawed on her lip at this, thinking
briefly, �so I will contact those who have known you that may be willing to
help you. You may stay here, locked in a room under heavy enchantments, until I
may find where your home is. It is also my understanding that you have kept a
Pensieve and I will do what I can to retrieve it along with as many awful
memories that you have maintained in your possession. That, of course, would be
the best way to convey the pain you have wrought upon others. The hurt. Believe
it or not, Snape, as much as no one wanted to admit it, you hurt so many
people, so very badly.�

She began
to cry, almost bawl, into the palms of her hands.

A few
moments of this followed by silence and Hermione arose abruptly. She grabbed
his arm roughly and, without a word, eye contact, nothing she took him to a
room on the South side of the manour.

From
inside, Severus heard her muttering incantations and spells, some of which
sounded familiar to him. And then she was gone.

It had been
a trying day. Exciting, to say the least. She never expected another day like this.
She had wanted it to never be like this, really, but here he was and she was,
as well, in all of her noble decency and moral.
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