Adult-FanFiction.org : Harry Potter

Memories of Deception	By : professorflo Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 20868 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters within. I make no money from this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Memories of Deception
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9.
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-28
- 29-29
- 30-30
- 31-31
- 32-32
- 33-33
- 34-34
- 35-35
- 36-36
- 37-37
- 38-38
- 39-39
- 40-40
- 41-41
- 42-42
- 43-43
- 44-44
- 45-45
- 46-46
- 47-47
- 48-48
- 49-49
- 50-50
- 51-51
- 52-52
- 53-53
- 54-54
- 55-55
- 56-56
- 57-57
- 58-58
- 59-59
- 60-60
- 61-61
- 62-62
- 63-63
- 64-64
- 65-65
- 66-66
- 67-67
- 68-68
- 69-69
- 70-70
- 71-71
- 72-72
- 73-73
- 74-74
- 75-75
- 76-76
- 77-77
- 78-78
- 79-79
- 80-80
- 81-81
- 82-82
- 83-83
- 84-84
- 85-85
- 86-86
- 87-87
- 88-88
- 89-89
- 90-90
- 91-91
- 92-92
- 93-93
- 94-94
- 95-95
- 96-96
- 97-97
- 98-98
- 99-99
- 100-100
- 101-101
- 102-102
- 103-103
- 104-104
- 105-105
- 106-106
- 107-107
- 108-108
- 109-109
- 110-110
- 111-111
- 112-112
- 113-113
- 114-114
- 115-115
- 116-116
- 117-117
- 118-118
- 119-119
- 120-120
- 121-121
- 122-122
- 123-123
- 124-124
- 125-125
- 126-126
- 127-127
- 128-128
- 129-129
- 130-130
- 77
- 78
- 79
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1
Thanks for all the lovely reviews. I will answer them next time as I am rushing out and just wanted to get this up.
The memory dissolved around her and she felt herself falling back out of the pensieve. She stood staring down at it for a few moments as her mind processed the events she had just seen. She felt her legs start to tremble, and had to clutch at the desk to stop herself falling. Snape is… helping us. I don't understand. Is he on our side, nor not? She barely noticed that the man himself had grabbed her and was gently lowering her into the chair. His arms stayed around her as she thought frantically.
She was horribly curious about the memories Snape had shown her that had made her trust him, but whatever she'd seen had obviously been convincing, judging by her own reaction. He'd said it was personal… and for some reason it had upset her, enough for her to feel bad for him, and to tick off Dumbledore about something.
Thinking of Dumbledore… She thought back to what she had heard just before the memory had finished. Snape's cheek was now resting on her head, so she had to pull away slightly to look at him. "What were you and Dumbledore were discussing at the end? What didn't you want me to hear?"
His arms tightened around her. "That's not important now. We must…"
"No! You were deciding what you were going to do with me, weren't you, without even asking what I thought? You could have let me go, but you made me stay here knowing what would happen."
Feeling suddenly furious she shoved at Snape, pushing him away and climbing to her feet. "You…the two of you decided I had to stay here just to protect you." She looked up at the painting of Dumbledore, prepared to give him a tongue lashing too, but conveniently he was missing from the frame. She looked back to see Snape eyeing the portrait with a sneer. "You did those… things to me, just to save yourself getting into trouble with Vol… with him!"
He didn't deny it, so she continued. "You said you didn't want to do it at first… I felt sorry for you. But when it came down to it, you chose… to hurt me and… and screw me, just to spare yourself a beating! I even thought you…" She trailed off, feeling suddenly sick to her stomach as her understanding of everything that had happened over the past weeks was suddenly turned on its head. He doesn't care… he was just saving his own skin.
She stepped up to Snape, tilting her head so she could look him in the eye. "You selfish bastard," she whispered, pulling her arm back. She tried to throw a punch at his face, but he was too quick for her, grabbing her hand easily, as if he'd been expecting it. He grabbed her opposite shoulder with his other hand, holding her tightly.
"No," he growled, his eyes flashing down at her, ""We don't have time for this, Her… Miss Granger."
She struggled in his arms for a moment, trying to break his grip. "Let go of me, you… you coward!"
Snape actually hissed, throwing her away so that she stumbled across the room. "Don't… call me that." He strode after her, anger etched on his face, and she instinctively cowered in fear, forgetting that he was supposed to be on her side, and expecting to feel the Cruciatus at any second.
It never came, and after a few moments she peeked up at him, finding him backing away from her, a look of dismay on his face. He quickly schooled it back to a mask of indifference when he saw her looking. "Miss Granger." His words were clipped and toneless "I have explained enough, and there is no time left for any more…stupidity. You will do as I say."
Hermione could almost feel her vow of obedience taking hold, waiting for instructions as he spoke.
"You will calm down, there are to be no more… childish tantrums. I will explain how to replace your memories, and you will listen carefully. You are not to speak except to answer direct questions. I will tell you everything you need to complete your task and no more. Do you understand?"
Hermione's eyes were on the floor as she automatically replied, "Yes Master." She didn't see the look of revulsion on his face at the name. She waited quietly for his next words, the vow forcing her to compose herself and listen attentively.
After a few moments silence, Snape stepped across to the desk, picking up one of her memories and turning round to show her. "This contains the memory of the night that you were captured." He gestured to the other one on the desk. "The memories in that phial are mainly of the past nine months, although there are some from up to around eighteen months ago. You helped me to remove important information from you mind that you didn't want the Dark Lord to see. Nine months of memories finding their place in your head will be extremely disorientating at first, so we will put the shorter memories back first. It will give you a chance to get used to the feeling before we replace the larger amount."
Snape opened the first phial. "I will help you with the first one, then you can do the second yourself." He placed the stopper down on the desk and pulled his wand out from a sleeve. "Use your wand to draw out the memory from the phial. You must clear your mind before you put your wand to your forehead. It helps the memory to find its place more easily, and you are less likely to develop a headache. The memory may take a few moments to reintegrate, and you will feel somewhat dizzy afterwards. It is best if you sit while we do this." He pointed at the chair with his free hand, and she sat without a word.
Snape moved in front of her, sticking his wand gently into the neck of the phial and slowly drawing out a glistening strand. The phial was quickly empty, the memory floating through the air towards her.
"Clear your mind…"
She did as told, pushing all her fears and worries to one side as best she could. It wasn't easy, but after a moment or two she nodded almost imperceptibly. The tip of Snape's wand touched her temple gently, and almost immediately she felt a tickling sensation speed outwards from that point. Her head span as she felt the memory being pulled back into her head, almost like air into a vacuum. It was the strangest sensation, she could almost feel the memory settling into place as if the space had been waiting for it to return. Vivid images began to flash through her mind as she remembered, almost reliving each moment.
***Sudden panic as she was shaken awake, a dark figure looming over her. Her terror turning to anger as he asked her to trust him. Disbelief as he spoke about Harry's mission. Why would he know such a thing and not tell Voldemort? She flinched from him as he moved towards her. He argued logically in her face of her distrust, offering to show her his memories, and she eventually decided she had nothing to lose by allowing him to do so.
She spoke harsh words over what Dumbledore had asked of him, before asking Snape whether he could help her escape. The terror as he had refused swept through her again, and she begged him to help her. Then there was relief as he told her he would try. At least by taking her memories Harry and Ron would be kept safe, their task still a secret… unless Snape had fooled her. Finally there was the strange feeling as she pushed the dangerous memories to the front of her brain where Snape removed them. Then… nothing. ***
As the memory snapped fully into place she opened her eyes and looked up at Snape. The feeling of wrongness had gone, and the memory felt as if it had never been gone. She cast her mind back over it again. There was something odd about it… there. She couldn't recall what it was that Snape had shown her in his memories, or the first words she had spoken, although she knew she had said something. It felt like something on the tip of her tongue, like she knew the answer, but her brain just couldn't access it.
She looked up at him with a frown, but was unable to go against his instructions and ask the question. She pouted petulantly instead. Snape saw and smirked, and she realised he was well aware that she was dying to say something.
"Has the memory settled completely?"
"Yes, sir."
"Are you ready for the next one? I assume you are capable of doing it yourself.
"Yes, sir."
He wordlessly handed her the second phial, and waited, watching while she uncorked the top. She pulled out her wand from the pocket at the front of her dress, before looking back at him.
"You may proceed."
Having got permission to use her wand, she gently stuck it through the neck of the bottle, her intent enough to make the memory adhere to the tip of the wood. She drew it out slowly, the length and thickness of the strand far greater than the first. There was obviously far more in these memories than before. She looked up at Snape one more time, feeling strangely nervous about the sheer amount that she would have to relive. She was sure it wouldn't be quite so easy this time.
- 77
- 78
- 79
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Memories of Deception