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
Kvarta I make no promises. Don't want to spoil the fun!
MzPearlz Yes, there's always a good reason for Snape being mean.
Shorey I just got married and it's been a crazy few weeks so not had any time to post. Should be plenty more coming though.
Anon, there will be plenty to show his other side in the upcoming chapters.
SophieSongbird Thanks for the lovely review. It's always encouracing when I know people are enjoying it!
I mentioned this before, but thougt I'd just say again as it's all coming up in the next chapters: I am going more with the film version of the Battle of Hogwarts, as it fits what I want to do better, although I will probably be throwing a bit from the book in too.
The last image faded and the memory sunk into place seamlessly. Hermione sat in silence for a good minute, replaying some of what she'd just remembered. She barely noticed Snape, who was hovering over her anxiously, until he suddenly thrust something at her. She took it automatically. It was only when she looked down at the tissue he had given her that she noticed that she was crying.
"Pardon?" She realised that Snape had spoken to her.
"Are you alright?" There was a strange tone to his voice and she looked up through tear filled eyes to see him looking concerned.
She shrugged, surprised slightly by her own emotions. "Oh, I'm ok, I think", she said, using the tissue to wipe her eyes carefully and giving herself a moment to think of what she could safely tell him about what she had been doing the past year without revealing too much. "It's just… it was hard, that's all. There were a lot of bad times…" She sniffed. "It was a nightmare really. At least I had Harry and…" Ron… before he abandoned us anyway. At least he came back though. Oh Gods, when he got splinched…!
Her heart clenched as she realised how much she'd actually missed the boys. Strange that she'd thought so little of them up until now. She glanced up at Snape who was still watching her with a tight, sad smile, and she realised suddenly how hard it must be for him, to live a life with no friends. He'd always kept himself distant from everyone else that shed' seen. He didn't even seem to be friendly with any of the Death-Eaters. She could understand that, especially if he was telling the truth and was really on the same side as her.
No, don't feel sorry for him, he's a surly old bastard who's always been far harsher than needed. Look at how he treated Harry, what he's done to me. He's not a nice guy, not even a good spy for Voldemort for that matter, considering everyone has always been suspicious of him. Look at Malfoy. He persuades people to his way of thinking with a bit of charm… well and money, but they wouldn't be as trusting if he acted like Snape always has.
Emotions that she hadn't felt for some time were churning now somewhere deep inside her, and if it wasn't for Snape's order for her to keep calm and quiet she would have taken him to task about the way he had treated her. Strange that she had dealt with so much over the past weeks and kept so calm, so detached, yet now she could see clearer. Maybe it was knowledge that she had just gained making her feel surer of herself. Despite still being under oath to obey Snape, she no longer seemed to be as under his thrall as she had been before. She felt more herself than she had for a long time, and could suddenly see how the loss of her memories had made it easy for Snape to manipulate her.
One thing that seemed to be the same was the slow pulse of desire that warmed her stomach when she looked at him. It didn't stop her feeling furious at what he had done to her, in fact, it made her even angrier… that he had been able to treat her so badly and yet make her feel such a way about him.
She watched as Snape walked over to the cupboard/desk and pulled out a pile of parchment, passing it to her where she still sat on the chair. She glanced down at it then back up at him, silently asking what he had given her, curiosity crushing her fury into a dull throb.
"You have been researching something to do with the task Dumbledore gave to Potter. Those," he gestured to the stack on her lap, "are your notes.
Research… I've been researching horcruxes? And the Hallows?
There is more…" He had to stop her as she went to turn over the top page. "A few weeks ago you learned something that was important enough for us to risk paying Potter and Weasley a visit. What he did with the information I cannot tell you."
He paused as she practically bounced in her seat in excitement, completely forgetting her earlier anger in her eagerness to read what she had written. Harry! I saw Harry and Ron! I wonder how they are. Did I find a horcrux? I can't believe Snape let me see them. How did I explain turning up with him? I wonder if they found the horcrux. Maybe they destroyed it already. Did they find anymore? I wonder what they've been…?
"You think so loud I can practically hear you," he said dryly. "Before you lose yourself in your research, there are a few more things to discuss."
Reluctantly she tore her gaze away from the stack of parchment to look at Snape. He reached into a pocket and drew out a small sealed envelope. She put her hand out to reach for it, but Snape didn't notice, his attention on the item in his hands. He looked somehow dejected, making her wonder what was in the envelope. She dropped her hand as he spoke again.
"Two weeks ago you were in my office when Minerva discovered you. She came close to hexing me into oblivion for hiding you in my chambers, but once she heard the whole story she agreed to help you."
Astounded, Hermione could only stare at him for a moment. McGonagall knows? But how much? Did Snape convince her he could be trusted, or did she know all along? She's going to help me? How? Damn not being able to ask questions! Damn him for not explaining better! Snape smirked slightly at her, and she wondered if he was perhaps reading her mind.
"Minerva is now aware of the truth behind… certain events, which has convinced her that I am actually working against the Dark Lord."
Truths? What events? How can she be sure of what side he is on? He might have been letting me research horcruxes, but he could only be trying to play both sides.
Snape continued, apparently unaware of her inner dialogue. "You also spoke to her of the task you are trying to complete, and later gave me some new information to pass to her." He turned the envelope over slowly in his hands, staring at it as if he could see through it to what was hidden within. "This is her reply."
He held it out towards her and she reached to take it. Their fingers met, as did their eyes as second later. Snape was the first to move, snatching his hand quickly away and stuffing it into a pocket. Hermione slowly pulled her arm back a few seconds later, her eyes still glued to his, her anger at his treatment now completely gone. She laid the envelope down on the parchment in her lap, rubbing where he had touched her with her thumb. She tried to tell herself she was only imagining the tingling in her fingers.
Snape's gaze was drawn to the movement and suddenly Hermione could take the breath she didn't realise she was holding. She felt confused. Nothing new there, Hermione. What was it she felt for him? One moment she hated him and the next… well she wasn't quite sure, although her body seemed to know what it wanted. What he felt for her was just as difficult to understand.
A mere few hours ago she had been so certain of both, convinced that he desired her, and wanting him too, but everything had been turned on its head. Perhaps he had only acted so as part of whatever plan he had concerning her. He had pulled back from her touch like it had offended him, but the warm expression in his eyes even as he had just pulled his hand away from her made her think that maybe he wasn't as disinterested as his actions suggested.
Her gaze dropped to his lips, watching the elegant way they moved, and with a start she realised that once again he was speaking and she wasn't listening.
"…go to the Room of Requirement and meet your friends."
She gaped like a fish, unable to tell him she hadn't heard everything or to ask questions about what she had heard. Something must have shown on her face because Snape paused, studying her face for a moment before rolling his eyes. "What is it girl?"
She bit her bottom lip, knowing he wouldn't be happy she hadn't listened. "I… ummm, could you repeat all that last part. I'm not sure I understood it all."
He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose with his long fingers, but chose not to comment on her lack of attention. "You have half an hour to read your research and find what you need. I will then give you your last set of instructions before we use the time-turner to go back a short way. The events of this night are already underway, but I needed time to prepare you. When we leave I will be calling the entire school to the Great Hall. You must go to the Room of Requirement to meet your friends." At this he glanced up at her, his expression strangely uneasy.
She stared at him in shock for a moment before finding her voice. "My friends? You're letting me go?"
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