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Memories of Deception	By : professorflo Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 20868 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: See Chapter 1
To aviod confusion, and for anyone who would like to go back and see, I will put a note at the end of each chapter that has memories so you know where the memories fit in.I have it all written down so I dont get confused.

As soon as his lips touched her waiting ones Snape realised he had made a mistake. He was taking advantage of her state for his own pleasure, and it was wrong of him to do so. The girl was emotionally fragile and he couldn't afford to mess things up at this point. Too much rested on his ability to keep calm and emotionally detached, and the girl threatened that enough without him getting further involved with her. It's not like she knows what she's doing anyway.
He pulled away quickly, stepping out of the circle of her arms, but not before he'd been able to taste the sweetness of her mouth, and he was hard pressed not to hold her tight against him and sample it again.
The girl's eyes remained closed for a moment before they fluttered open, darkening slightly when she realised he had moved away from her. It's not her… it's the potion. Snape hardened his heart against the look on her face as she realised he had rejected her. She turned away from him, obviously trying hard not to cry. It's better this way, he thought, wishing she could understand. It's time to give up this foolish obsession with the girl. Nothing good will come of this if you continue.
He searched from something to say to break the awkward silence. What were we just doing… The memory, we were discussing the memory. He began to speak.
"As I was explaining, this mem…"
"Why…?"
Snape paused, unsure as to what she meant exactly.
"Why... why did you stop? Don't you want to kiss me?" He could barely hear her. "There's… there's someone else, isn't there?"
Lily… But truth be told, he'd barely thought of her in days.
"Miss Granger, I… It just isn't appropriate for…"
"Appropriate?" She laughed hollowly as she turned to face him, her eyes red although she had managed to wipe any traces of tears from her face. "We were well past appropriate the moment you fucked me, Professor." She advance on him furiously, and jabbed him in the chest. "So how is a simple kiss now not acceptable?"
He retreated from her with a step back. "The circumstances are different. You are not obliged to… to please me."
She moved towards him again, indignation clear on her face. "Is that all it is? Pleasing you? What about… I mean, I had started to think that you, that…."
Snape stepped forward suddenly, grabbing her by the shoulders. "Miss Granger, you are still under the influence of a love potion, you would not be acting like this otherwise."
She looked incredulous for a moment. "I… What do you mean, a love potion? Why would you…?"
"You decided it was necessary at the time. I administered it to you the last time you had your memories."
"You mean… the way I feel, it's all just the potion?" Her voice was quieter now.
Snape nodded.
Hermione was silence for a moment before speaking again. "But I thought… Why didn't you say something earlier?"
"It should be wearing off at some point in the next few hours, depending on your metabolism. I thought it best to let you view the memory for yourself first, so you could understand the circumstances leading up to it. I did not imagine that you would become distressed like this."
"Distress…?" She seemed to deflate, hanging her head and sighing quietly. After a moment she spoke. "I think it's time to continue with the next memory."
Thank the Gods. At least she didn't seem to realise he'd not answered her original questions. He wasn't sure he could have given her an answer to either one. He turned back to the desk, looking at the waiting pensieve. He knew what she was about to see.
She'd been so angry at first, and when he'd finally gone looking for her, finally finding her hunched up in the kitchen, he'd been expecting to find her ready for a fight. But once more she'd been calm and accepting. As always he'd been at a loss to understand how she could forgive him so easily, and in awe of the maturity and courage she continued to show in such an abhorrent situation.
He'd taken her through to the library, where there was food waiting for them, and attempted to explain to her his actions over the previous few days. She'd brushed his many apologies aside, although she had listened carefully to his reasoning, particularly when he'd explained why he had forced himself on her the night he'd been injured.
She had accepted everything he had said, all his sorry excuses. He wondered if she had been able to perceive that he had held one reason back from her… he had wanted her that night. Oh he was sure it had been the right thing to do, taking advantage of her after she'd looked after him, otherwise the Dark Lord would have been suspicious of their feelings, after the tender way she had cared for him. He viewed any emotions that he didn't understand with distrust.
Later, sitting in front of the fire he had told her all the news he had about her friends and the order. He had various sources of information which the Dark Lord was not privy to, and the girl had been surprised at how much he knew. She had then inquired about her friends still at Hogwarts, but he had managed to defer that conversation until the next day, realising suddenly how tired the girl was.
With the help of Tiggy, her bedroom had been quickly transfigured back into its original state, a large airy room with 2 windows at one end, which the girl had peered out of with delight, although she hadn't been able to see much in the dark. He'd left her eyeing up the large, comfortable bed that had replaced the tiny and hard one she'd been sleeping in, telling her to come to the library in the morning when she woke.
The girl had spent the following day and a half barely leaving the library, only stopping her research to eat when Tiggy had insisted she do so. She had, however, given it a break on the Saturday evening to do some 'light reading' as she called it, pouring over some of his more obscure and rare tomes on a variety of subjects. He'd sat opposite her in his armchair and grumbled about the constant stream of questions that interrupted his own reading. In truth though, he'd rather enjoyed the evening in her company, the questions she'd asked had been challenging and had only shown her depth of understanding.
The next day had followed much the same pattern. He had left her to her own devices again, not wanting to glimpse what she was doing in case he saw something that he wasn't supposed to know. When he'd come in at lunchtime he'd found her reading the book he had found for her, The Tales of Beedle the Bard. She'd been deep in concentration, as if trying to prise secrets hidden within, and had not noticed him come in. When he had finally caught her notice she'd blushed slightly, and tucked the book behind several others, as if caught doing something she shouldn't have been.
He'd explained that she needed to be obliviated once again that evening. They couldn't afford for her to have her memories for too many days at a time, or she, and therefore the Dark Lord would start to question why. She'd been quiet for the remainder of the afternoon, obviously apprehensive and anxious about what was coming, although she'd begun to perk up again as he'd made an effort to keep her occupied.
That evening, he'd sat next to her in her hard, narrow bed, reassuring her of his continuing intentions to keep her safe, as he prepared to extract her memories once again. He'd been surprised when she sat up and kissed him lightly on the cheek, whispering her thanks. He had smiled down at her without thinking, and she had softly laughed at the expression on his face, touching the corner of his mouth tenderly.
Snape lifted his hand, his fingers brushing over his lips where hers had rested that evening.
"Professor?"
With a start he realised he'd frozen, staring at the waiting pensieve, while the girl had been standing there, waiting for him to proceed.
"It's ready, Miss Granger. You may continue."
The girl moved over to stand in front of the wide bowl, peering into it for a moment before she bent her face slowly towards the shiny surface of the pensieve. At the last moment she paused, turning her face slightly towards him.
"Just so you know, I didn't realise what it was until a few minutes ago, but the love potion wore off a few hours ago. I could feel the difference earlier."
Before he had a chance to respond she dipped her head into the pensieve and was gone.
The memories here were taken from the end of Chapter 20, although Snape also thinks about events that happened in chapters 17-19 as well.
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