The Only Thing Worth Fighting For

Chapter 14

A/N thx for the reviews my muse thinks they are tasty.
I am sorry I have been away so much and havent updated but I have had trouble w/ this chapter and how I want it to turn out… I really amd still working on this story so don’t give up hope J
Citten I am sorry if this turns out to be one big paragraph. I am actually writing this in MS Word and copy pasting it into the text box. I have went into the edit chapter function and it doesn’t seem to show up even when I put them in there. If you know a way it will I would be pleased to hear it. this is my first fic in about five years and the first one I have up on this site.
yne-chan you will soon find out what Severus knows. He is kind of digesting it now making sure he has it right. But you shall soon see what the riddles mean.

Number 4 Privit Drive

Harry Potter was outside weeding the garden, when Severus Snape came into view. He strode quickly towards to young man who stared at him with increasing horror. Snape wondered if it was because Potter thought he was there due to Dumbledore or due to Voldemort.
“Mr. Potter, do you recognize this?” Snape thrust his hand from his pocket and showed Potter the shinny bit of metal he was holding complete with wires. Potter picked it up slowly and touched one of the ends of wire to his ear placing his finger on a siver colored button.
Snape watched as Potter held it bobbing his head as if hearing something, then he hit another button and Snape could hear music. So that was why the girl always had it attached to her head when she wasn’t in classes.
“Beyond the sweat and the groaning
The stained sheets and the moaning
She is rising as a phoenix
On a psychedelic helix
She has come a queen of harlots
She has come the whore of Heaven
She has come an evil genius
She has come to destroy us”
Potter sang the words softly then cut the music off suddenly. The small metal device glowed softly then small letters appeared on the metallic case spelling out “It’s safe.”

“Where is Hermione?” Snape watched as Potter pocketed the mini musical thing, as he attempted to glare.
“Do you want to see her?” Snape smirked as he avoided answering the question. “He has her.” Snape wanted to see who Potter feared more. The boy would go one way or the other to see Voldemort, it would be helpful if Potter wasn’t completely opposed by it.
“D-Dumbledore?” Snape couldn’t help but see the fear in the boy’s eyes as he whispered the name. Just what had the old fool been doing to the people in his care?
“No, Mr. Potter. Voldemort. I repeat. Do you want to go see her?” the boy was visibally releaved. It was odd how much the thought of the “Dark Lord” didn’t seem to frighten the boy as much as the thought of Dumbledore. Expecially when Potter had been told nothing but horrible things about anyone besides the Headmaster.
“Yes, I want to go see her. Will you take me to her?”

Riddle Manor – Hermione’s Room

Poppy Pomfrey was torn between her oath as a medi-witch and her oath to her lord. The young witch who lay so still in the magically induced sleep managed to do what Dumbledore had never been able to do. She had managed to make Poppy wonder what to tell her lord. It would be so much easier if the girl could be allowed to wake and awnser some questions. The only thing the medi-witch was sure of was she had never hated anyone as much as she hated the Headmaster at that moment in time.