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Chapter 11
Chapter 11
Hermione felt cold chills run down her spine. She didn’t know who could be more powerful then Dumbledore, but the prospect was terrifying. The only one who came close to Dumbledore in terms of power was Voldemort.
“Severus, you don’t think Voldemort is back do you?” she said her voice quavering.
“No. He’s not back and he’s not coming back this time. I would know if he was back.” He said as he was unconsciously rubbing his left forearm.
“We’ll keep an eye out for more articles like this in the Prophet and you or I should go over recent issues and see if there were any other similar reports.”
“I could go to Muggle London and check back issues of some of their daily papers.” She said.
“WE will go and don’t give even think to argue that point with me.”
“I’m more then capable of looking out for myself, Severus.”
“I never said you weren’t, Hermione. However, we don’t know who or what is out there and I won’t take the chance of losing you if can help it.”
Severus could scarcely believe what he just heard come out of his own mouth. He was never the type to tell others what he was feeling, but here, in the library of all places, he virtually told Hermione that he cared for her. ‘Be honest with yourself, Severus, your falling for her and falling fast.’ He thought, but he couldn’t tell her that, not right now but he knew one day he would slip, probably in a moment of passion and tell her.
“You finish what you’re doing here and I’ll go see what I can find in past issues of the Daily Prophet.” Hermione opened her mouth to speak but Severus cut her off. “Yes, I will tell you if I find anything. I would think by now, you would trust me.”
Hermione looked him and said with all sincerity, “I’ve always trusted you, with my very life.”
He returned an hour later finding her once again entrenched in her work. Sitting down next to her, she took notice this time of his presence. “What did you find?”
“Not too much, only one other article within the past month, it wasn’t very informative.”
“So when do ‘we’ go to London?”
“This Saturday good for you?”
“Yes, as long as it’s not too early, I have a husband who likes to keep me up late Friday nights.” She said with a smirk on her face.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
That evening found Hermione sitting in front of the fireplace putting together a list of Muggle newspapers to search through that coming Saturday. She had five on her list starting with London Daily, Daily Star, Metro, Evening Standard and the Sun. If anything strange was going on, she knew one or all of these papers would report it.
Looking at the clock, she saw it was getting late, Severus was on rounds tonight and she knew he would still be on his ‘errant student’ hunt for at least another hour. She put the list on the table and headed into the bedroom. After washing up and changing into her nightclothes, she slipped between the warm sheets of the bed she shared with Severus. Sleep found her quickly.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Severus was awakened the next morning by Hermione crying out in her sleep. He couldn’t make out what she was saying, but she was obviously very distressed.
“Hermione, it’s just a dream, wake up.” He said as he wrapped her in his arms trying to soothe her. Moving her hair back from her face, he kissed her temple softly calling for her to awaken. “Hermione, wake up…shhhhhh, it’s okay Hermione, wake up.”
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Hermione found herself once again in the dark, misty forest. Once again, she saw the hooded figures moving in the shadows. Only this time, the dream took a different turn, the three hooded figures started moving towards her. She heard them speaking her name, “Hermione Snape, child of the light, you must listen to us. You must hear us.” Said one of the hooded figures.
“I…I hear you.” Hermione said hesitantly.
Another of the hooded figures spoke. “Hear what we say and remember it well.”
“What is it that you wish to tell me?”
“There is one influenced by an ancient evil, the evil must be stopped. If this evil is allowed to continue on its current path, the world as you now know it, will no longer exist.”
“How? How do I stop it?” She said to all three of the figures, she was not sure which one was talking or if all three were speaking as one.
“It is not a task for you alone. The one who was once immersed in the dark, the one who was chosen as your mate, both of you are the key to stopping the evil. The dark one knows this evil he knows it well. Together the light and the dark will be able to vanquish this evil that threatens your world.”
“Do not stray from your chosen path. The answers you seek will come to you.”
The figures started to fade but Hermione had so many more questions to ask. “No, no don’t go yet, please.” She pleaded to them.
“Fear not, Hermione Snape, we will speak again.”
Hermione woke suddenly to find Severus holding her, asking her to wake up that it was just a dream.
“It was the dream, Severus, I heard them this time. They talked to me, or one of them did. It was hard to tell.” Hermione said her mind trying to process what she just learned from this ‘dream’.
“It’s early yet, we’ll have something to eat here and you can tell me what occurred in this dream of yours.”
“Okay, I could use a few minutes to gather my thoughts.”
“I’ll order a light breakfast for us, don’t be too long.”
She joined her husband shortly after, sitting opposite him she poured her tea and took a sip feeling it’s warmth slide down her parched throat and chase away the morning chill.
“I’m not quite sure where to begin, it started much the same as the previous dreams did…”
Severus listened carefully as Hermione told him what the hooded figures told her. It was quite apparent that the ‘dark one’ was in reference to him, but as to what the ‘ancient evil’ was the only thing that came to his mind was Voldemort. That was not possible though, HE was dead, gone, obliterated…was it possible though that something of his essence still roamed the earth, or was it something else?
“Interesting, the ‘dark one’ is obviously in reference to me, as for the rest, I’m not quite sure what this evil is though. We should go talk to the headmaster about this though.”
“Severus do you think this evil could be Voldemort, that he somehow was resurrected.”
“I don’t see how he could, but we cannot discount the possibility that whatever malevolence which resided within him could have remained after his defeat.”
A/N: Thanks to Keela for betaing this chapter for me.
To all my reviewers, a big hug and I hope this chapter is not too much of a disappointment. I've had a little trouble writing it but hope it passes muster.
Ms_Figg, thank you so much for that wonderful review...made my day!
Hermione felt cold chills run down her spine. She didn’t know who could be more powerful then Dumbledore, but the prospect was terrifying. The only one who came close to Dumbledore in terms of power was Voldemort.
“Severus, you don’t think Voldemort is back do you?” she said her voice quavering.
“No. He’s not back and he’s not coming back this time. I would know if he was back.” He said as he was unconsciously rubbing his left forearm.
“We’ll keep an eye out for more articles like this in the Prophet and you or I should go over recent issues and see if there were any other similar reports.”
“I could go to Muggle London and check back issues of some of their daily papers.” She said.
“WE will go and don’t give even think to argue that point with me.”
“I’m more then capable of looking out for myself, Severus.”
“I never said you weren’t, Hermione. However, we don’t know who or what is out there and I won’t take the chance of losing you if can help it.”
Severus could scarcely believe what he just heard come out of his own mouth. He was never the type to tell others what he was feeling, but here, in the library of all places, he virtually told Hermione that he cared for her. ‘Be honest with yourself, Severus, your falling for her and falling fast.’ He thought, but he couldn’t tell her that, not right now but he knew one day he would slip, probably in a moment of passion and tell her.
“You finish what you’re doing here and I’ll go see what I can find in past issues of the Daily Prophet.” Hermione opened her mouth to speak but Severus cut her off. “Yes, I will tell you if I find anything. I would think by now, you would trust me.”
Hermione looked him and said with all sincerity, “I’ve always trusted you, with my very life.”
He returned an hour later finding her once again entrenched in her work. Sitting down next to her, she took notice this time of his presence. “What did you find?”
“Not too much, only one other article within the past month, it wasn’t very informative.”
“So when do ‘we’ go to London?”
“This Saturday good for you?”
“Yes, as long as it’s not too early, I have a husband who likes to keep me up late Friday nights.” She said with a smirk on her face.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
That evening found Hermione sitting in front of the fireplace putting together a list of Muggle newspapers to search through that coming Saturday. She had five on her list starting with London Daily, Daily Star, Metro, Evening Standard and the Sun. If anything strange was going on, she knew one or all of these papers would report it.
Looking at the clock, she saw it was getting late, Severus was on rounds tonight and she knew he would still be on his ‘errant student’ hunt for at least another hour. She put the list on the table and headed into the bedroom. After washing up and changing into her nightclothes, she slipped between the warm sheets of the bed she shared with Severus. Sleep found her quickly.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Severus was awakened the next morning by Hermione crying out in her sleep. He couldn’t make out what she was saying, but she was obviously very distressed.
“Hermione, it’s just a dream, wake up.” He said as he wrapped her in his arms trying to soothe her. Moving her hair back from her face, he kissed her temple softly calling for her to awaken. “Hermione, wake up…shhhhhh, it’s okay Hermione, wake up.”
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Hermione found herself once again in the dark, misty forest. Once again, she saw the hooded figures moving in the shadows. Only this time, the dream took a different turn, the three hooded figures started moving towards her. She heard them speaking her name, “Hermione Snape, child of the light, you must listen to us. You must hear us.” Said one of the hooded figures.
“I…I hear you.” Hermione said hesitantly.
Another of the hooded figures spoke. “Hear what we say and remember it well.”
“What is it that you wish to tell me?”
“There is one influenced by an ancient evil, the evil must be stopped. If this evil is allowed to continue on its current path, the world as you now know it, will no longer exist.”
“How? How do I stop it?” She said to all three of the figures, she was not sure which one was talking or if all three were speaking as one.
“It is not a task for you alone. The one who was once immersed in the dark, the one who was chosen as your mate, both of you are the key to stopping the evil. The dark one knows this evil he knows it well. Together the light and the dark will be able to vanquish this evil that threatens your world.”
“Do not stray from your chosen path. The answers you seek will come to you.”
The figures started to fade but Hermione had so many more questions to ask. “No, no don’t go yet, please.” She pleaded to them.
“Fear not, Hermione Snape, we will speak again.”
Hermione woke suddenly to find Severus holding her, asking her to wake up that it was just a dream.
“It was the dream, Severus, I heard them this time. They talked to me, or one of them did. It was hard to tell.” Hermione said her mind trying to process what she just learned from this ‘dream’.
“It’s early yet, we’ll have something to eat here and you can tell me what occurred in this dream of yours.”
“Okay, I could use a few minutes to gather my thoughts.”
“I’ll order a light breakfast for us, don’t be too long.”
She joined her husband shortly after, sitting opposite him she poured her tea and took a sip feeling it’s warmth slide down her parched throat and chase away the morning chill.
“I’m not quite sure where to begin, it started much the same as the previous dreams did…”
Severus listened carefully as Hermione told him what the hooded figures told her. It was quite apparent that the ‘dark one’ was in reference to him, but as to what the ‘ancient evil’ was the only thing that came to his mind was Voldemort. That was not possible though, HE was dead, gone, obliterated…was it possible though that something of his essence still roamed the earth, or was it something else?
“Interesting, the ‘dark one’ is obviously in reference to me, as for the rest, I’m not quite sure what this evil is though. We should go talk to the headmaster about this though.”
“Severus do you think this evil could be Voldemort, that he somehow was resurrected.”
“I don’t see how he could, but we cannot discount the possibility that whatever malevolence which resided within him could have remained after his defeat.”
A/N: Thanks to Keela for betaing this chapter for me.
To all my reviewers, a big hug and I hope this chapter is not too much of a disappointment. I've had a little trouble writing it but hope it passes muster.
Ms_Figg, thank you so much for that wonderful review...made my day!