Memories of Deception | By : professorflo Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 20869 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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(memory)
"So that means…." She trailed off, chewing her lip while she thought. She shook her head. "OK, I think I'm ready for the next memory," she said suddenly. The painting of Dumbledore smiled at her as she approached the pensieve again, a knowing look on his face.
Snape used his wand to retrieve the first memory and place it back in its bottle, and then opened a second and poured it in. "This is mine again, this time recalling the events of your capture last night." Hermione nodded absentmindedly, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the pensieve again.
She saw once again the memories Snape had shown her of the time he had come to her in the dungeons under the Manor, how he had told her he would try to get her out of there, only this time her own emotions almost overwhelmed her… the sheer terror she felt huddling in the dark, waiting to be taken before Voldemort, and to have all her secrets exposed. The relief she had felt at realising she had a chance of hiding their search for the horcruxes, and her tentative trust in Snape.
Hermione emerged from the memory, her legs collapsing underneath her, and she staggered across the floor into the arms of Snape, who had jumped up as soon as he had seen her, and the two of them sank to the floor. Her arms were wrapped tightly around him as she sobbed into his thick robes. Snape moved her gently and fumbled in his pocket for a second, pulling out a bar of chocolate which he offered to her. She took it gratefully and chewed it, still leaning against Snape, who was now starting to look a bit uncomfortable.
Her tears slowed and stopped after a few minutes, and as she turned to look up at Snape she placed her hand on his cheek, stilling his attempt to extradite himself from her tangle of limbs. He looked down at her in astonishment as she whispered a quiet, "Thank you," and flung her arms around his neck once more.
Snape stood up, and pulling out his wand, conjured up two glasses, one of which he offered to Hermione, who was still in a pile on the floor. She took a sniff, and looked up at him surprised. "I thought the events of the day called for something a little stronger than pumpkin juice," Snape shrugged. Hermione didn't reply, but sipped from her glass slowly.
The sound of the clock tower clock striking two was heard distinctly. "I believe that is my cue to offer you some lunch. You have one more trip into the pensieve, and I'm afraid that it is a much longer memory, made up of many different fragments. Please, sit down." Snape gestured to the chair that sat opposite his own at his desk. He waved his wand again, and two steaming plates of food sat there. Hermione wasted no time, half jumping into the seat, and eating with abandon.
Noticing Snape watching her with amusement from the other side of the desk she shrugged, "Can't remember when I last ate. It must have been before I was captured. Is it ok to have seconds?" Snape nodded his assent and pulled another plateful out of the air.
As Hermione began to slow down Snape spoke again. "We still have a few things to discuss regarding the next set of memories, and then we will also have to decide what is to be done with you. You cannot stay here of course." There was a loud noise from the painting behind him, which he tried to ignore, but Hermione piped up.
"Professor Dumbledore?"
"Miss Granger, Severus knows full well that if you leave Hogwarts it will damage his standing within the ranks of the Death-Eaters, and quite possibly lead to his own death. He is, however, trying to force you to believe it is the only option, and save himself, and you, the humiliation of what must happen."
Snape was furious, his face bright red as he roared, "Albus, don't you dare…"
"My boy, if I truly believed there was any other way…"
Snape didn't hear. His eyes were once again on the small bushy haired figure who had reached out to gently grab his arm. "Professor, please…" she begged. "I can't let you do this. You're too important to waste over me."
Snape sat back down with a thud, his hands pressed firmly over his eyes, and took a deep breath. "Miss Granger, you have no idea what you are asking. What will be in store for you if you stay?"
"Then tell me, I am more than capable of making my own decisions."
"You really want to know… fine then." He jumped to his feet and started pacing. "The Dark Lord expects his loyal followers to treat the…toys… he has given them a certain way. They are treated worse than slaves, forced to endure the Cruciatus curse if they displease in any way, tortured…" he turned to look her in the eye. "…raped, and eventually murdered." She swallowed hard, her eyes wide.
"I cannot teach you the art of Occlumency well enough to convince the Dark Lord, who will want to read your mind to see just what I have subjected you to. He enjoys watching the perversions of his followers from the minds of those they abuse. He paused, watching for her reaction, and she struggled to keep her face as blank as possible.
"The latest we will be called back to him will be at the end of this week. He wants a report on how I am doing with breaking open your mind for the information he desires on Potter. He will look into your mind as well as mine, and if he believes that I have not treated you in the way that I should have, as someone loyal to his cause and beliefs, if he suspects me in the slightest of helping you or Potter, he will torture us and kill us both." Hermione had to look away, his eyes were so intense as he sought to make her understand.
"If you stay, the only chance we have is to store your memories once again, and I will have to obliviate all traces of what has been seen and discussed. I will then have to use you and beat you, so you will believe that I am what the Dark Lords needs to see. You will hate me for it, and then you will be forced to kneel at his feet while he trawls through these degrading moments, and listen to me laugh and brag about how I fucked you… Potter's mudblood whore… and enjoyed it."
He sneered at her as he continued. "I do not wish for this. I have done enough wrong to innocents in the course of keeping my life as a double agent secret. I am not sure it would not be better for you to just die and leave the fight to others rather than go through what Albus is suggesting."
Hermione sat with her head bowed for a moment, Snape's word running through her head. The man had sacrificed so much to keep others safe. She couldn't pretend to herself she liked the thought of what would happen to her if she decided to stay, but it seemed to be the only way. And isn't it about time someone did something to keep him safe?
"I'll do it"
Just to be clear, this memory continues on from what Snape showed her in Chapters 76/77 (March 23rd)
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