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The Wandering Road	By : snarky4severus Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 4411 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: No my
name is not JK. I don�t own them. *sob*

Super thanks to the best Beta � Olweneleanor. If it wasn�t for her the commas would kill
me!

Chapter 6 � The
Aftershocks

Severus Snape sat at the high table, wishing for the
sorting to finish. Quietly tapping his forefingers on his thighs, he
allowed his thoughts to wander. I wonder whom Voldemort is using to
spy on the Order. We have had two teacher replacements this year, could
either one of them be spies?

Probably not. The spy would have been placed for a while, looking for any
discrepancies in my behaviour. Severus
absently clapped as a pudgy little boy with black
hair was sorted into his house.

He glanced over to see Albus standing and giving the usual
start of term notices. It really is the same thing every year.
We work so hard to teach these children that the path they know is not the only
option they have. Severus watched as Albus sat down and started
putting food on his plate.

Savouring the flavour of the chicken and herbs, he thought
to himself that the house-elves had outdone themselves. After feasting on
all of the delicacies that the house-elves provided he sat back and steepled his hands on the table and sighed with pleasure.

Dumbledore looked at Severus and said, in a carrying voice,
that the house-elves really outdid themselves and told him that the treacle
tart was magnificent. Deciding to forgo dessert Severus looked down the
tables in the Hall. He glared at the Hufflepuffs and they openly cowered.

He paused to glower at the Gryffindor table; those haughty
and egotistical little prats. He turned to the Ravenclaw
table. They are the most respectable House to be in, if you can�t be
in Slytherin. He decided to stare angrily, just for good measure. [I
like this last sentence!]

He looked over at the Slytherins to find most, if not all
of them, sneering openly towards him. He scowled angrily and glared at
them. To his great pleasure most decided to look away. There�s
Mister Malfoy. I wonder where his little group is. I know that Miss
Parkinson is always accosting his person. Hmm�
He was jostled out of his thoughts by the ramblings of Messrs. Potter
and Weasley.

�But Professor, Hermione was with us on the train.
She only left for the prefect�s meeting, but we didn�t see her afterwards.�
Harry said, wringing his hands in obvious distress.

�We thought that she was helping the younger students get
situated, but we haven�t seen her since this morning,� Ron almost cried in his
anguish, �Something feels wrong now, but we don�t know where she is.�

Severus sat back in his chair, again steepling
his hands in front of his chest.   He put his hand up to stop
Minerva�s inevitable rant. �Minerva, I have also noticed that Slytherin
is missing a few students; Miss Parkinson is usually found trying to meld
herself with Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Crabbe, Mr. Nott, and Mr. Goyle are
also inconspicuously absent from the feast.�

Minerva glared at him before asking, �Why didn�t you say
anything before, Severus?�

He looked at her for a moment before answering. �I
hadn�t noticed it until your Gryffindors came to the table and disrupted my
dinner.�

Minerva seemed to appraise Severus before she opened her
mouth and said, �I�ll check the Dormitory. Severus, if you would, please go and see if she even left the station in Hogsmeade.�

He stood and straightened his robes. �If I must, Minerva.� He stalked out of the Great
Hall, robes billowing behind.

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Hermione tried to find the easy escape from the situation in
which she found herself in. Pansy is overly emotional about my
helping Snape. Crabbe and Goyle are too large to be affected by a
physical attack from me. If I dive at Nott� Hermione�s
thoughts were again interrupted by a heavy slap. Hermione put her hand up
to her cheek to rub at the sore spot.

�Do you realize that there are twenty two undetectable
poisons that I could slip into your food that will kill you slowly,
disintegrating your organs one by one? You should know that two have no
antidotes. Do. I. Make. Myself. Clear?�
Hermione growled, punctuating each word with a thrust of her wand into Pansy�s
throat.

Hermione found her answer as a large fist made contact with
her head.

Her vision swimming, she felt her pulse quicken. This
wasn�t just some quarrel; they were out for blood � her blood. Hermione
swallowed thickly, trying to reign in the fear to keep her head clear and
focused.

She reached for her wand, but found it had been moved. She looked up and saw Theodore twirling her
wand cockily. He stopped twirling the
wand to sneer at her. �You are a
mudblood, and as such you are undeserving of a wand.�

The tall and reedy boy glared at her. �You will keep
your mouth shut or I will do it for you.� He paused before staring into
her eyes, blue looking into brown, and whispered dangerously, �Your time is
coming. The Dark Lord has plans for you.� He pulled a chocolate
frog wrapper out of his pocket and set it on the seat before pointing his wand
at it and saying, �Portus.�

Theodore put her wand in his pocket and nodded at Crabbe
and Goyle who then left the compartment. Pansy and Theodore both looked towards
each other, eyes gleaming, with identical smirks of maliciousness before
reaching out to grab Hermione�s arms.

After they grabbed Hermione several things happened
simultaneously: Hermione reached up and yanked Pansy�s hair, kneed Theodore in
his groin, and the door to the compartment was thrown open as a stunned Crabbe came flying in and landed on Hermione. Hermione
groaned at the pain and tried to push Crabbe off of her, but she was jerked by
Theodore as he stretched to reach the portkey he made.

Pansy shrieked and started flailing her arms, managing to
knock Theodore out in the process. Pansy looked down at Theodore in
regret and laughed maniacally. �That will teach you to forget that I am
his favourite.�

Pansy grabbed
Hermione�s wrist roughly and Hermione knew that there would be bruises there
tomorrow.   Pansy reached for the portkey and Hermione saw her chance
for escape. As Pansy touched the portkey Hermione yanked her hand away
and pushed Crabbe�s leaden arm into Pansy�s hand.

As the two of them vanished Hermione sat up and gingerly
touched the back of her head. Hermione winced as she encountered a
lump. As she shakily stood she looked for her wand, and not finding it she
did the next best thing. �Accio
wand.� Hermione grabbed the three wands that came towards
her.   Deciding to keep the wands of Goyle and Nott, she scampered
out of the train as fast as her legs would carry her.

By the time she made it to the gates of Hogwarts her chest
was on fire. Each breath burned her lungs more and her heart felt like it
would beat out of her chest. She paused for a moment to rub at the stitch
in her side and as she was about to head towards the castle she found herself
face to face with her Potions Professor.

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Severus found himself walking briskly towards
Hogsmeade. I wonder what the foolish girl has gotten herself into. He sighed. It wasn�t like he actually cared what
happened to her, he just wanted her alive long enough so that he could repay
his debt to her. That�s it.

I just feel guilty because I haven�t repaid my life debt
to her. He scowled at himself as she
stalked past the lake. Why am I even worried
about it? She�s
probably in her dormitory finishing her summer assignments.
Or maybe she just got caught up in a book.

He growled at himself for the direction that his thoughts
were taking and quickened his stride until he found himself staring into the
eyes of the missing student.
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