"Unanswered Prayers" | By : T-W-O Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 26250 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
Disclaimer: I do not own HP, nor the characters from it. I don't make squat from the writing of this story. I do lose sleep, tho'... |
The noise brought Snape straight up in the bed. Terror ripped through him. Torture was being inflicted somewhere in the dungeon. But he wasn’t in the dungeon; daylight streaming in the windows at midnight told him he wasn’t even in Britain.
Swiveling to pinpoint the source, he eased out of bed and followed the sound, wand raised and ready. It originated from the cot, now moved out of his bedroom and into a distant corner of the living area. Hermione tossed and turned, begging to be released as she had no knowledge to pass on. The skilled legilimens dropped inside the madness of her mind and watched the movie of her mistreatment at the hands of the psychopath formerly known as Bellatrix LeStrange. On her arms, scars from the curses weeped pale blood through her skin and pulsed, swollen and bruised, while she thrashed.
“Ms. Granger! You are dreaming. Ms. Granger — WAKE UP!”Breaking away from the memory looping in her head, the terrified young heroine reacted to her rescue by hugging him, sobbing into his nightshirt.“Ms. Granger, calm yourself. You’ve had a nightmare, that’s all.”Eight weeks into his confinement Severus regained sufficient presence of mind to understand what happened. As her charge gained more and more independence, Hermione lacked a focus to keep the memories at bey. Absent the sights and sounds of his recovery, her active mind plumbed it’s own recent horrors to work through in her sleep.Gently prying her arms from around his neck, he re-entered his own room and borrowed a potion she’d brewed for him a month ago; it hadn’t been necessary for weeks. In the living area, he gently untangled her. She’d curled up on herself, locking her hands and arms around her bent legs and retreating to the furthest point on the small cot. Snape understood the hollow, haunted look to her; he’d been tortured before — with and without magic.
“Drink this — no, don’t resist; drink this or I will leave you here alone.”The threat worked. Drinking poison was better than being left alone with those memories.“Excellent! Let’s move your bed back into the room with me. I may require nursing after the interruption to my sleep. You’re unlikely to hear me if you’re caterwauling in your sleep out here.”Desperate and fearful, Hermione obeyed each instruction, the scraping sounds continuing until her cot sat back in its corner in his bedroom.“No, Ms. Granger. I think you should be closer; I’d prefer not having to yell to get your attention. Place your cot beside my bed. That’s it.” he coached her.“Alright. Now make yourself comfortable and go back to sleep. Tomorrow you will accompany me on a walk and I’d prefer not to have to levitate you back to our domicile. Good night, Ms. Granger.”
“Thank you, Professor.” came small and broken.
The roles of patient and nurse were swapped. Severus did not sleep while she slept.
“Professor, don’t do that, please! That’s my responsibility!”
“Unfortunately, Ms. Granger, your body demanded sleep while mine demanded sustenance.”
“I’m sorry…”
“That seems to be a common refrain with you. What have you done to be sorry for this time?”
Attitude flashed in her eyes.Good! She fights the effects…
“I should be cooking not sleeping.”“The effects of torture by an expert — and Bellatrix was certainly skilled in this area — can take years to dissipate. Not to mention dear, departed Bella — am I incorrect in assuming that Bella is no longer with us?”
“She’s dead. Molly Weasley ended her.”
Her tone held no remorse at Bellatrix’s death.“Consider that Bella took great pride in her work. You, therefore, have nothing to be sorry for. And as I am no longer your teacher, calling me Professor is inaccurate. I am Severus, the newly unemployed former Death Eater and former headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.”The reduction in formality did not have the intended result immediately but, as he had much healing to do, he took what could be had and resigned himself to patience with her.“May I help?”“No. Prepare yourself for the rest of the day and do so in ten minutes or less.”
Eight minutes later she returned — hair washed, teeth scrubbed and dressed.“This omelet is wonderful, sir. Where did you learn to cook like this?”“The benefits of a solitary life. I have no wife and no true friends so I have grown used to tending to myself — until you were assigned as my nursemaid.”
“That’s sad…”
“I agree: assigning you has been a sad state of affairs.”
For the first time she caught the teasing note in his parlay.“Well, considering you fought every nurse except me and Madame Pomfrey, you’re lucky to get me.”“My luck continues — first the Dark Lord, then Potter with a bit of Draco-saving thrown in, and now you.”
“As I said, it just keeps getting better.”
“Optimist…” he muttered under his breath.
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