This Is The Way The World Ends. | By : tulipsaside Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 7312 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Chapter 7. More Harm Done Than Good.
The library had never failed her in all her years of being a witch. This thought alone kept her pouring through books upon books, before curfew, looking for all she could on time turners and the different things that could happen when something from the past affected the future. If the pictures alone gave her any indication, she knew that it never seemed to end well. Look at her last experience with one, had they not saved Buckbeak and Sirius then who knows what might have happened. Maybe, Peter might have never made it back to Voldemort, which would have staved off his rebirth, which in turn would have never made it necessary for Snape to make an Unbreakable Vow to protect Draco, thus having to kill Dumbledore… it gave her a headache just thinking of it.
Her first day had been interesting, to say the least. She was starting to understand a few of the reasons Snape turned out the way he had. It was a fine line of distinction between herself and Snape. Had things not have gone differently her first year at Hogwarts, she could easily see herself in his position. Being ostracized by almost everyone, never given any recognition for anything he did, bullied outside the classroom by his peers and ignored repeatedly by teachers for not following directions and instead trying to redo the spells and potions his own unique way. Then there was that business she overheard about his mother. Whether that was true or not about his home life, Severus Snape had a complicated and measly existence at Hogwarts. Hermione, not one for wanting anyone to suffer, felt empathy for Snape. Not that it mattered, it wasn’t like she could stop any of the events that needed to be in movement, so as not to affect her future.
She gathered up her books from the table and returned them to the shelf. Musing quietly as she re-packed her bag, she realized that there was so much to do these days she didn’t even know where to begin. Her original plan was to thwart Voldemort now instead of the future, holding onto the idea that if Harry was the one to vanquish the Dark Lord then that should hold true for the past as well. Only, she couldn’t find anything on the subject, and she wasn’t about to start killing off Dark Wizards with, a hope for the best attitude. She glanced out the window with a smile on her lips.
"Yep, Harry, that’s the plan, we’ll just skip off to Voldemort’s lair. A quick Avada to the chest and then back home before you can say Quidditch."
She snorted, no what she and Harry needed to do was to find out all they could about the remaining Horcruxes so as best to know where to look when they returned to their own time. Then they could destroy Voldemort without disrupting the complicated axis of time.
She stifled a yawn with the back of her hand as she descended the steps into the dungeons. It was almost curfew and no one was waiting for her in the common room, just as she had planned. She didn’t want to put herself in a situation of accidentally killing off future children or any other such mishaps by talking to one person when that person should be off doing something else entirely to insure their own future course in life. She reached the bottom stair that led to her dormitory when she heard a ruffling of cloth, turning she saw Severus trying valiantly to stretch his long limbs out in a comfortable position on a small settee, his travelling cloak pulled up over him as a makeshift coverlet.
"Severus?" She asked questioningly as she walked towards him.
He looked up at her quickly. " I thought everyone had already gone to bed," he said quietly before straightening himself in a sitting position.
"I was in the library, why aren’t you in your dorm?"
He made a small cough in the back of his throat before answering. "My dorm mates have seen fit to prevent me from entering my dormitory, tonight. They are…" he seemed extremely uncomfortable talking to her, "displeased with my reprimanding of house points from earlier."
“WHAT?" Hermione shouted.
Severus spread his hands in a way as to convey an "It is what it is" circumstance.
Hermione turned abruptly, heading for the boy’s dorm before a tight hand caught her around her elbow.
"Don’t, Granger, you’ll only do more harm than good."
She turned to look at him incredulously, " How can they let things like this happen?"
Severus let go of her immediately, "Who?"
"The Professors, Dumbledore, your parents. No one…"
Severus, she could see seemed to close down completely as if erecting a brick wall between them. " I assure you that I can handle myself. This is your second day here you’ll get used to the way things work. As for my parents," he said, speaking very quietly, "they’ve always taught me the importance of taking the necessary steps to ensure my own well-being."
"I refuse to except that," she said, shaking her head. " It would be different if everyone were treated this way, but it’s only you. The way Slughorn ignored you, Meadows taking away points because you were six seconds later than Black. Your very own house abuses you, Severus."
"It isn’t your concern." He said sitting back on the settee, stiffly. "It’s only a matter of time before they succumb to sleep and I will make my way to my own bed."
"And what of tomorrow? Or the next day?" she asked, fully realizing this is exactly the kind of conversation she didn’t want to get herself into. "What shall you to then?"
His nostrils flared, the only outward sign, that he was taking notice of what she was saying at all.
"As I’ve already explained, it is none of your concern. Now, I thank you for your assistance today, it is regrettable that you had happened upon me in such a state. Though, in the future I would ask that you not interfere."
Hermione went to open her mouth again, the word interfere was echoing through her mind. He was right of course, she should have not interfered today, nor should she be trying to interfere now. Here she was worried that Harry might disrupt the future when in the end it was she that was possibly the most harm. She only hoped it had not caused any irrevocable damage. With one last look to Snape, she pulled her gaze from him and headed for the girl’s dormitory, and her bed, feeling a sinking in her stomach at the thought of Snape sleeping on a chair after such a miserable day.
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