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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: @BlackRose "was that Lucius thinking?" - no, that was Sev's POV, and Sev's thoughts ;); "he seems to respect her enough to know that she is better than Ron" - yup it is a safe conclusion on his part, a logical one. Emotions, on the other hand...are not safe by his account :D; Well, Lucius placed a ban on all Weasleys, not just Ron, he just doesn't like that family
To avoid further confusion:
Italic - Past, memories
'Single quotation mark' - inner monologue, thoughts
"double quotation mark" - actual speech
Warning: Ron bashing - if you like Ron, you better skip this chapter too.
“I do not find this amusing, Lucius.” He sighed, Lucius looked like he was having fun
“Oh, it is not amusing…well, it is – at least a bit. However, this was expected. And I thought that you should know…” Lucius paused, paying attention to his nails suddenly “At least now…well, she is not a maiden and she is available.” Lucius’s lips quirked a bit “Why do I have a feeling you did know that already? But, solid confirmation is always welcomed, I suppose.”
“This is not funny, Lucius. Whatever she is…she did not….” he started, Lucius looked bored
“No, she did not.” His friend finally looked at him, nodding “And I am not uncivilised, I do have manners. I through I do despise her being...well, what she is. I would never allow myself or Draco… This is sullying my reputation too, you know?”
“Lucius.”
“It does. She is m…muggleborn, and I’d never allowed myself or a member of my family… well, the member that bears Malfoy name at any rate… to lower itself like that. To water down our blood. Not even to taint itself with the lady of the profession. You know me well enough, my friend, to know that I never even… Well, that and there was a matter of fidelity.”
“No, you did not. That is my department I believe.” He replied grimly, why was Lucius mentioning that of all right now was beyond him.
‘What is he plotting now?’
“Oh, come on, Severus. It happened only once. And in all truth – she deserved it. That deprived lunatic would enjoy it if it wasn’t for your… blood status.”
“That was the point.” This talk didn’t make him feel better, bitterness mixed with anger settled in his chest
“Oh, you did send a potent message with it.” chuckled Lucius
“I do not find it funny. It was revenge, Lucius. What I did… There was no message.”
“O, it was. Even if you do not know it.”
“And what would that message be?”
“You had the power. The power to ask our Lord and be granted permission to exact your revenge. The power to punish. It was easy with Dolohov if he got you – you were likely to be dead. With you – you left them alive. Alive and branded for life. They were terrified of you, more than they ever fired Dolohov. While you issued the punishments they followed the suite, they would fall in line at the mention of your name. With Dolohov, there was fear but they never fell in line. You did remarkably well for the only half-blood in the Circle. You did remarkably well even for a Malfoy, brother.”
He frowned. Lucius hobbled towards the door.
“At any rate, your path is cleared now. She’s… well, she is what you like…and now – she even might be willing.” Lucius grinned walking out and leaving him with his thoughts.
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
Harry paced, he reminded himself over and over again that he shouldn’t reveale to Hermione what he knew. He wasn’t sure how he felt about Ron at that moment. Ron was his best friend, a brother he never had, and Harry loved him with all he had. But, he could not condone, he could not ignore how Ron behaved towards Hermione. As much as Ron was his brother, Hermione was his sister.
He knew that Ron was still grieving, even after a year. Fred’s death was still a fresh wound for Ron. And he did hope that Ron and Hermione will end up together, that they will be a real family one day. He hoped, until now. Now, he wasn’t so sure how good of an idea that was. Hermione did deserve someone who could accept her the way she was, and that wasn’t Ron.
He nearly jumped when elf popped into the room, holding Hermione’s hand. Her face was a mixture of thunderous anger and crushing despair. She let a sound, something between a growl and the sob, and dashed into his arms, squeezing him tightly.
“Hermione?”
Only sobs and shaking off her shoulders answered him. He let her cry on his shoulder, hugging her tightly.
‘I have to look confused. She can’t know…’ he chanted in his mind. At this moment he could beat Ron to a bloody pulp.
Finally, she stopped crying. Gently, he let her out of his embrace.
“Hermione, what happened?”
“Ron… he… he doesn't like me….” She hiccuped
“You knew that he doesn't love you the way you wanted… you told me that.” He tried then stopped ‘Smart one, Harry, make her cry again!’
“No, and that is not an issue, I don’t love him that way either. It did take me some time to realise that, but I still like him. But he doesn't like me – like a friend.” She started to sob again.
“I’m sure it is not true, Hermione. Ron is… well, Ron is Ron. He is slow to accept change and he is still grieving.”
“He is an idiot. Mean, thickheaded…idiot!” she snapped “Did you know what he wanted? Did you?”
“He said he is worried about you and that he wanted to talk to you. I managed to arrange with Malfoy for him to visit you”
“Worried about me.” Hermione sounded bitter and he couldn’t blame her “Please! He asked me to sleep with him again. To be with him again.”
“Well, that is good. Isn’t it?”
“You do not listen, Harry. He thought he would do me a favour if…if I am in gossip columns with him. If I get back with him. Do you have any idea how that woman would make me look? What would she say? And that, that is not even the worst of it! He does not even care about me.” She smiled bitterly “I am just a convenience. He thinks if we slept once that I can sleep with him again – until he finds some other girl. O, he didn’t say that outright, but I knew what he meant, it was obvious enough from the way he phrased things. I know Ronald Weasley enough to know what he’s saying.”
Hermione pulled back and started to pace, now she looked angry, extremely angry.
“Can you imagine the nerve of him?”
“Do you think he would cheat…”
“No. He wouldn’t, he never did. But, I have the feeling like he thinks I’ll be there for him always, no matter what he does. That I’ll wait for him because I have no other options. You should have heard him… I mean, why not do it with him if I… if I…” Hermione shook her head “No, I can’t even say it. Harry, do you think that too? That… that I am… with… Severus or one of the Malfoys?” she shuddered at her own words
Harry cleared his throat and shook his head. This was the conversation he really didn’t want to have with Hermione. With any girl for that matter. It was just wrong.
“And you don’t… don't mind… if I ask you something? I mean, there is no one else I could ask.” her demeanour changed so abruptly that confused him
“Sure.” He mumbled, painfully aware how big of a lie that was, he couldn’t even guess what she’s going to ask and that unnerved him
“Well, you see…” she walked to the chair and sat in it, looking thoughtful “I was wondering…how do you guys compare or know…you know…the size of…” she blushed and pointed at his crotch
If he could jump out of his skin and run, he would. Blushing, he sat in another chair, crossing one leg over the other. He cleared his throat again
“Well, we sort of…you know. We actually don’t. It...no one wants to know if someone else is...well, better equipped than the others.” he fastly added “We just don’t.” quickly curled his hand into a fist, blushing “Why would you want to know?”
“Well, Matron said… and I was reading and I was just wondering…you know…with Ron being the only one…Not that I want that right now, but for the future references.” She was blushing to the roots of her hair, avoiding his eyes.
“Well, I am not sure how to explain properly. But, the smart thing would be not to compare, you know, at least not out loud.” He smiled, this was more like Hermione he knew
“Right. Never mind then. Thank you.” She nodded, frowning
“So, Snape… How is he doing?”
“Better. He started to standing up, with help - but still, he will start walking soon. But he still has those flashbacks, and…you...you would not believe what I found out.”
“About Snape?”
“About Dumbledore.” She shuddered “What he was planning… I am so…mad…at him. Do you know he planned for you to kill Snape?”
Harry blinked, his throat felt incredibly dry, he almost regretted that she changed the subject. Talking about sex sounded far better than talking about…this.
“Ummm, no. Are you sure?”
“Well, how else would he give you the information or power over the wand?”
“But wand was Draco’s.”
“He didn’t plan that one, it happened by accident.” She added grimly
“Ummm, Hermione, do you mind if we…don’t talk about that? I am not… I can be mad at one person at the time and now I’d rather be mad at Ron.” he was still having a problem with all negative feelings in connection to Dumbledore, the man was first father figure he had and if he did something wrong then Harry would rather not know.
“Oh, Harry, I’m so sorry.” Hermione’s face suddenly fell “I shouldn’t have told you anything. Ron… he is like a brother to you. Please, don’t fight with him on my account. I…I’ll handle it.”
“Hermione,” Harry stood up, pulling Hermione on her feet as well “he is my brother but you are my sister. And he does deserve a good slap on the back of his head for treating you the way he did.”
“Harry…please. Weasleys are family, Ron or no Ron, to you and to me. Don’t do that to Molly… Promise me, promise me you won’t argue with him.”
“But Hermione…”
“He is my problem, Harry, and I'm going to solve it.”
“Fine. Just so you know – you have my support, if you need it.”
“That is all I need to know.” She hugged him again.
Harry wanted to run, today was too much for him. he needed solitude and time to think.
~ S ~ S ~ S ~
Hermione walked into the room just when he felt ready to jump out of his own skin. The solitude he craved for turned out to be his biggest enemy. With the girl annoying him by invading his space he had a distraction, distraction from himself. He wasn’t alone for a long time, not even half an hour. But in that short time, he managed to go through long list of his crimes, entertain few ideas how would he retaliate to Weasley should he said something like that to him and had a brief recapitulation of his never-ending debate about living vs dying. Dying still seemed like an ample and valid option, even if lifting his foot off the ground gave him a small boost of optimism.
The door opened with force as Hermione entered the room. She had thunderous look on her face, he deemed that as good. He was afraid that she would look broken, which would mean she regressed. Anger was correct reaction.
“Why are you alone?” she asked from the door
“Lucius had other obligations than to sit here with me. I believe that it is your task, one that you started to neglect as of lately.”
“Neglect? All I hear is you complaining that I don’t give you any space at all. So, was it good? Being alone for a while?” she hissed at him
“That is none of your business.”
“Well, I‘m just re-assuming my neglected duty by asking that question.”
She, obviously, had an excess of anger and need to spend it by attacking the first moving target. The corners of his mouth lifted, he was far from a moving target but he was a target nevertheless. Smiling, however, was a mistake, one he realised too late.
“O, you find that amusing! Fine, I won’t talk to you or bother you. In fact, I’d appreciate if you do not address me at all until I speak to you or you need something.”
“I assume the date with your paramour didn’t go as well as planned.” He paid attention that his voice sounds taunting and disinterested. She was rummaging through her trunk, at that Hermione turned to him with narrowed eyes
“That is none of YOUR business.” She growled, “And tell your…. whatever Draco is to you, to keep his nose away from me if he wants to keep his bollocks attached to his person.”
“Draco?” he lifted an eyebrow, what Draco had to do with the entire situation. And since when she called him by his name?
His question remained unanswered, she picked up a bundle of clothes and headed to the bathroom, ignoring him completely. Now, this was an interesting development, one that he would look into. His brain started to plot, he didn’t feel so alive in a long time.
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