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Torment Completed	By : Kvarta Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 31713 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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A/N: I will need rest after this vacation, it seems that everyone wants to socialize and spend time with me, while I only want to linger in-house, rest and write.
Anyway, I’ll have to switch to posting every other day, most of the written chapters need at least bit of tinkering and I am participating in the Christmas Fic Exchange 2017 (I took a pairing that I never wrote before, it will take some serious time in research and giving a thought to the idea), so my time will be divided between two stories.
To avoid further confusion:
Italic - Past, memories
‘Single quotation mark’ - inner monologue, thoughts
“double quotation mark” - actual speech
This was better than asking for a favour, favours could be called upon, this way no one owed the other anything, he preferred that. Potter gawked at him
„Squid what?“
He growled and rolled his eyes, the boy was as stupid as ever. „Quid...pro...quo, Potter. Latin, meaning a favour for a favour.“
„What favour? I didn’t ask you for a favour, professor.“
„Ah, Potter, but you did. You want to know what is going on with your friend. I want to be liberated from your friend’s presence...“ he let the rest slide, hoping that Potter’s thick head could at least grasp the concept if not the whole idea
„So...what would I have to do?“ Potter narrowed his eyes „Don’t get me wrong, professor, I do want her out of here. I don’t think that being next to you is good for her.“
„Well, well, miracles do happen! Finally, something I can agree with great Harry Potter. The Truly historical moment, I’m sure.“
„You also think it is bad for her to be next to you?“ Potter’s mouth went agape
„No, Potter, I think it is bad for me, but let us not dwell on details. The main goal is the same.“ He sighed, dunderheads „Do we have an agreement, Potter?“
„What will I have to do?“ repeated Potter, inkling his head to the side, studying him with a piercing gaze. Well, it appears that the kid is not completely dumb after all.
„Nothing illegal or endangering to anyone, I assure you.“ ’Let us see if he bites the bait.’
„Fine...“ Potter sounded a little bit unsure but he was satisfied with the answer nevertheless.
„Now then...you want to know...“ oh, this was fun, he was dragging the words like he can’t remember what Potter wanted
„What is wrong with Hermione?“ Potter did sound a bit annoyed and at the same time worried „She is not ’fine’“
„Of course she is not fine.“ He approved „She has a very bad case of PTSD and she...“ the boy looked like he just started talking on Gobbledygook „she feels guilty for staying alive while other died on the day of final battle.“
„She told you that?“
„No, Potter, don’t be daft.“
„Then how do you know about her having PTDT and feeling guilty...“
„P.T.S.D., Potter. PT for post-traumatic. S for stress. D for a disorder. Do I have to spell everything for you? Are you at all familiar with the term?“
„Ummm no, is it dangerous?“
„It can be.“
„Will she...will she...“ maybe bite did influence his brain, if he thought that siding with Potter could be a good idea, he sighed
„No, she won’t. In some cases suicide is viable option to worry about, in her case...she is not dangerous for herself. She found her addiction quite fast I’d say.“
„Addiction?“
„Yes, Potter, addiction. And said addiction would very much like to get rid of her.“
„You mean you?“
„Well, colour me surprised! Yes. I mean I.“ He suppressed the sigh of resignation
„So what would be mine part?“
„Do you have a way of getting Miss Granger’s notes from Poppy?“ he nearly held his breath, through the chance was slim to none. Harry inched his head to the side
„I thought that you said nothing illegal or that will endanger anyone? I can only steal them, which is illegal. And if Poppy catches me, that would seriously endanger me.“
„I suspected as much.“
„Then why asking me?“
„There was a small window of opportunity, Mr Potter, due to your hero reputation.“ ’Or that you are stupid enough just to go along with the plan. Which would have been preferable.“
„Ah, well, no, it does not work on Poppy.“
„I see. In that case, just continue to persuade her that I am a bad company, sadly, that would have to do. For now.“ It was a long shot, after all, ut Potter might still prove useful. After all little menace was his best friend. Mulling on how to end this conversation short, praying that the Boy Wonder would not mention or ask any of the questions he was afraid he might ask, he fell silent. Potter shifted uncomfortably from one leg to the other. ’And, here it goes.’ he thought bitterly
„Professor, may I ask...“
„Get on with it, Potter.“
„How come that you know so much of what is wrong with Hermione and Poppy did not?“
„And why, pray tell, you think that Poppy does not know?“ he blinked, surprised, he was not expecting this question „She may not know the name, but she guessed quite accurately.“ He yawned purposely hoping that the kid will get a drift and leave him be. This demanded from him to devise new tactic.
„Right, I guess you are correct, sir. Well, I’ll take my leave. Thank you once again for all and I’m sorry, for all.“ Potter mumbled walking to the door, looking highly uncomfortable and confused.
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
She was pacing up and down in front of the door, half expecting for Harry to bolt through the door, throwing hexes. Biting painfully hard at the bottom lip, she is unsure what would she do in that situation. Professor was sick and defenceless, but Harry is her best friend.
Time ticks away and no shouting, no hexes, nothing happened. She resumed her pacing, doubling her worry. What are they talking about? Not knowing is the worse. She could use one of the extendable ears she has in her purse, but in the hallway, someone would notice. But she must know! What if it’s something bad? What if it’s about...her? What could professor tell Harry? Worse, what Harry could tell professor? ’Don’t be paranoid Hermione, Harry would not betray you.’ Just...she isn’t sure what she would consider as betrayal these days.
Her face twisted. Well, there will be no exercises for next few days. That is just as well. But she might see that they do at least some of them outside the water. She would have to talk to him about it. It was doable, he was wearing the soft pyjama bottoms here, through, Matron insisted on not allowing him to wear any top, so he was still forced to be naked waist up. That was fine with her, it made her job of assessing how good he progressed easily.
The door opened and thoroughly confused Harry stepped into the hallway.
„Harry? Are you ok? What did he do to you?“
„Huh?“ Harry blinked at her „Oh, nothing. You are right, he is snarky as always, it seems that he is not big on accepting gratitude.“
„Then why are you looking like that?“
„Like what?“
„Like he asked you to re-take all potions exams from the first year until now.“
„Oh, that. I...I lost my nerve...I just, couldn’t...Hermione, he looks like a death itself, you told me he’s progressing nicely.“
„Well, he does.“ She felt relieved, Harry wasn’t traumatized „Last week he couldn’t take more than four spoons on his own, today he took six. From time to time he manages to lift himself a little off the bed. That is progress considering that he did nothing but lie for past half of the year, and he had a curse eating him away. He is not ready to run a marathon, but all in all...he is fairing nicely.“
„I think you should look up again the meaning of the word nicely.“ Grumbled Harry scratching his nose and she giggled, hugging him tightly, it is nice to know that some things don’t change. Harry returned the embrace
„Well, it is better for me to get going, I stayed much longer than I told them. See you tomorrow Hermione.“
„Right. See you, Harry, give my love to Ginny.“
„Will do.“ Harry waved his hand and walked down the corridor. She smiled and entered the room. Snape looked lost in thought, slightly confused. She takes her book and starts to read, curling up. After a few minutes, she shifted, then again after few more minutes. Not even one position was comfortable or helpful.
„Will you stop with that blasted fidgeting and take the bloody pain potion?“ he snapped „I am fairly certain that you have it.“
„As a matter of fact I do, but it is for you.“ She growled
„And given that I do not need it, I wager that we could survive without it until this evening, Poppy can bring more, so can Lucius.“
„I won’t ask anything from that man.“ She raised her chin, but he was right she could send a message to Matron and ask for more. Leaning over the handrest she dug through her trunk until she found a vial with a potion and gulped it, grimacing at the taste. He rolled his eyes. She curled up again tucking the comforter around her. „How did you know that I need pain potion, professor?“
„I was head of house for as almost as long you are alive.“ Drawled Snape, rolling his eyes again. Anger flared inside her like that answer was self-explanatory.
„I still don’t see...“
„You told me that we won’t have pool exercises for few days, correct?“
„Yes.“
„You are testy and moody. And now you were idiotically stubborn not to take the pain medicine. I can assure you that my brain functions are not damaged. I know how to add two and two together.“ He drawled and she growled low in her throat
„It is not polite to...and anyhow I never told you...it is not your business...“ she sputtered. Why was she so angry at him, he didn’t do anything for her to be that mad. But the sole fact that he figured out why she was in pain made her blush „Ron and Harry...“
„You may not notice this, but I am not Potter or, Merlin forbid, Weasley. Now, if you do not mind, let the potion work and stop fidgeting, it’s annoying.“
„Fine.“ She hissed. This was so embarrassing. How did he figure it out? Ron and Harry never noticed or knew, they would just call her antsy and mood and stir clear until she would stop hissing at them. Never making the connection. Were they paying attention to her at all? That thought hurt. Tears started to run down her cheeks and she sniffled.
„Oh, for the love of...“ growled Snape, sounding annoyed, bored and almost desperate at the same time „I am trapped with hormonal snivelling child! Misty!!!“ he called so loud that she twitched, elf appeared
„Master Snape called?“
„I did. Can you, please, bring two large pieces of chocolate cake and a mug of hot chocolate to my nurse?“ elf glared at Hermione „Just bring them, Misty.“
„Misty will bring, for the Master Snape.“
„Thank you.“
She snapped her head at him. Did he just thank the elf? She was sure he didn’t know how to pronounce those words. Elf popped again with asked food and shoved it in her hands.
„You should thank Master Snape.“ Seared elf at her and vanished
„Do not thank me, just chew on that and... Stop. With. Bawling. And. Annoying. Me.“ He hissed. So she is a little emotional, that is no reason for him to be annoyed. She glared at him but attacked the cake without even giving him a glance.
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