Everything I Do, I Do It For You
folder
Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
60
Views:
19,943
Reviews:
189
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Category:
Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
60
Views:
19,943
Reviews:
189
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Confrontation
Chapter 15: Confrontation
Hermione crept back into consciousness. Her head was throbbing as though her brain would explode. She had an intense feeling of dread but the last thing she wanted to do was move.
‘Please let it be a dream, please let it be a dream,’ she thought as she slowly peeled open her eyes. Or tried to, her right eye didn’t seem to be co-operating with her brain at the moment. She groaned out loud although it came out more like a moan as she tried to bring her right hand up to her face to open her eye. She was tied down. AGAIN!!!
'Damn it, can’t these people come up with something a little more original?’ Hermione huffed mentally.
She opened her left eye a bit wider and was met by lights that were far too bright. Quickly squeezing her eye back shut she saw stars. ‘Great. Can this day get any better?’ A fate-tempting question if ever there was one.
***
Robert Finn was in a foul mood this morning. How dared that little scrap of a girl kick him in the groin and then bite him on his arm? She had drawn blood, and he bore the scar to prove it. He would never underestimate her again. Without her magical abilities she wasn’t much of a threat, and those were taken care of. He had knocked her out with just one punch to her temple, so she would think twice before messing with him again. He hoped she was in a lot of pain, it would serve her right.
He was marching down the corridor to Granger’s room, thoughts firmly on the job ahead. He was going to see if she was awake yet and rouse her if she wasn’t. Finn wanted some answers, and he would get them. If she didn’t want to talk then he would just have to beat the information out of her.
Rounding the corner he heard her moan and smirked as he saw that she had quite a shiner on her right eye from where he had punched her. ‘Serves her right,’ he thought to himself, holding back the laughter that wanted to itch its way out of his throat. He made his way to her bed, flipped around a chair and straddled it. Robert placed his arms over the back of the chair and rested his head on top of them.
"So glad you could come and join the party," he said with all the sarcasm he could muster.
Hermione opened her good eye and tilted her head to face him, wincing when she realized it was the orderly that she had kicked and bit.
"Tell me something," he paused for effect as her eye focussed on his face. "Does it hurt?"
She hadn’t been expecting this and the look on her face showed it.
"Well now that you ask I would have to say yes," Hermione replied her voice hoarse from disuse.
"Good." Robert declared, half-laughing. Pulling himself back together he asked in a more serious tone, "Now tell me this my little witch, why are you so important to Cornelius Fudge?"
If Hermione had thought she’d heard it all, this disabused her of that notion. She was taken aback by his brazen question and found herself at a loss for words.
"You know Cornelius Fudge?" She asked in a whisper, her voice shaky.
"Ha, know him," Robert scoffed as his eyes lit up with pleasure and a smirk crossed his lips. "I have been the Minister’s agent here for the last seven years. You seem to be a high priority to him but I can’t figure out why." He looked away from her face frowning.
Hermione didn’t hear the second half of his declaration, so giddy was she with hope. "So then you will tell him to get me out of here?" She asked in a serious whisper.
"Get you out of here? I hardly think so, The Minister wants you kept here until he says otherwise, which I think will be a very long time indeed." Robert said throwing his hands up in the air and giving off the impression of being suddenly quite happy at the thought.
Tears started to form in the corners of Hermione’s eyes but she fought them back and turned her head away from her tormentor.
"Oh boo hoo," Finn said mockingly. "Go on, have a good cry. You messed with the wrong man here girly. Now tell me what makes you so special and I’ll leave you alone for a while."
Hermione turned to look at him, the horror on her face saying more than words could at that moment. She opened her mouth but closed it again.
***
Cornelius Fudge was seated at his desk when Dumbledore stepped through the fire and onto the rug in his office. The Minister had the idiotic look on his face that Dumbledore had grown to expect from him. Fudge motioned for Dumbledore to take a seat across the desk and the older Wizard obliged. When both men were seated Dumbledore was the first to break the silence.
"You have some news?" He asked.
"Not really news per se, but I have taken every possible measure to see that Miss Granger is found."
"Really." The older wizard said in a disbelieving tone whilst lifting both his eyebrows.
"Yes, I have some of my best Aurors on the job as we speak. I’m sure they will bring Miss Granger back to the safety of Hogwarts before the end of the week." Cornelius replied.
The Headmaster, too well aware of the Ministry’s previous blunders, was unconvinced.
"Within the week you say? And how do you intend on finding her?" Dumbledore said whilst rummaging through his robe pockets for a sherbet that he knew was there. Finding it he popped it into his mouth and made a sucking noise.
"Oh it’s complicated and boring; you know the standard set of location spells." The Minister said his gaze dropping to his paperwork. He sifted through it until he came upon one particular document, which he lifted deftly to the top of the pile.
"Here it is," Cornelius said whilst holding up the piece of paper and gazing at it as if it were the Holy Grail.
"I have dispatched Aurors to Rome, North America, and Australia and they are working double time. I have told them not to come back without some answers to the whereabouts of Miss Granger."
"I see." Dumbledore replied, still sucking on the sherbet lolly.
"So as you see I have it all under control and you can call off your lapdog now."
"My lapdog?" Dumbledore said giving the Minister his best confused look.
"Yes, yes Severus Snape," Fudge replied, suddenly sick of the older wizard’s stupid games.
"Oh I see." Dumbledore looked thoughtful. "I was rather hoping to keep him in the loop, he is quite resourceful."
"Albus as I am the Minister of Magic and you are just the Headmaster of Hogwarts I think I know what is best," Cornelius said defensively.
Uh-huh. "I see. But don’t you think it would be in everyone’s interest, especially Miss Granger’s, if we worked together?" He paused and then continued. "Bearing in mind that she is one of my students and has no immediate family to speak of. I do think she is rather my responsibility." And there was the old man’s damned twinkle.
"Yes, yes; but I have some of my best Aurors on the job and they are quite thorough. I will of course keep you in the loop so to speak, and will contact you the second that the Aurors find anything of significance. You have a school to run, Albus and I think that it’s for the best if you concentrate on that for now."
Dumbledore, although surprised at the turn of events, schooled his face to impassiveness.
"Now if you’ll be kind enough to show yourself out I have got a mountain of paperwork to do." Cornelius said, motioning at his desk and all the papers covering it.
"Quite." Dumbledore stated as he stood to leave. Making a show of straightening his robes as he stood and headed over to the fireplace, the Headmaster reached for some Floo powder but paused a moment. Looking over his shoulder the great Wizard whispered, "I’ll give you one week."
Before Cornelius even had time to respond the Headmaster was gone.
***
A/N: Another chapter, hmmm the plot thickens…
As always please read and review, if for some reason you don’t feel compelled to review here than please review someone else’s work as I’m sure they will enjoy reading your comments.
Thanks to everyone who has reviewed my work so far and once again.
I thank my BETA Eclipse for her wonderful work and although I know she is busy not only at home but with her studies she still finds the time to help keep this story alive.
Disclaimer:- The usual, not mine, JK's!!!
Hermione crept back into consciousness. Her head was throbbing as though her brain would explode. She had an intense feeling of dread but the last thing she wanted to do was move.
‘Please let it be a dream, please let it be a dream,’ she thought as she slowly peeled open her eyes. Or tried to, her right eye didn’t seem to be co-operating with her brain at the moment. She groaned out loud although it came out more like a moan as she tried to bring her right hand up to her face to open her eye. She was tied down. AGAIN!!!
'Damn it, can’t these people come up with something a little more original?’ Hermione huffed mentally.
She opened her left eye a bit wider and was met by lights that were far too bright. Quickly squeezing her eye back shut she saw stars. ‘Great. Can this day get any better?’ A fate-tempting question if ever there was one.
***
Robert Finn was in a foul mood this morning. How dared that little scrap of a girl kick him in the groin and then bite him on his arm? She had drawn blood, and he bore the scar to prove it. He would never underestimate her again. Without her magical abilities she wasn’t much of a threat, and those were taken care of. He had knocked her out with just one punch to her temple, so she would think twice before messing with him again. He hoped she was in a lot of pain, it would serve her right.
He was marching down the corridor to Granger’s room, thoughts firmly on the job ahead. He was going to see if she was awake yet and rouse her if she wasn’t. Finn wanted some answers, and he would get them. If she didn’t want to talk then he would just have to beat the information out of her.
Rounding the corner he heard her moan and smirked as he saw that she had quite a shiner on her right eye from where he had punched her. ‘Serves her right,’ he thought to himself, holding back the laughter that wanted to itch its way out of his throat. He made his way to her bed, flipped around a chair and straddled it. Robert placed his arms over the back of the chair and rested his head on top of them.
"So glad you could come and join the party," he said with all the sarcasm he could muster.
Hermione opened her good eye and tilted her head to face him, wincing when she realized it was the orderly that she had kicked and bit.
"Tell me something," he paused for effect as her eye focussed on his face. "Does it hurt?"
She hadn’t been expecting this and the look on her face showed it.
"Well now that you ask I would have to say yes," Hermione replied her voice hoarse from disuse.
"Good." Robert declared, half-laughing. Pulling himself back together he asked in a more serious tone, "Now tell me this my little witch, why are you so important to Cornelius Fudge?"
If Hermione had thought she’d heard it all, this disabused her of that notion. She was taken aback by his brazen question and found herself at a loss for words.
"You know Cornelius Fudge?" She asked in a whisper, her voice shaky.
"Ha, know him," Robert scoffed as his eyes lit up with pleasure and a smirk crossed his lips. "I have been the Minister’s agent here for the last seven years. You seem to be a high priority to him but I can’t figure out why." He looked away from her face frowning.
Hermione didn’t hear the second half of his declaration, so giddy was she with hope. "So then you will tell him to get me out of here?" She asked in a serious whisper.
"Get you out of here? I hardly think so, The Minister wants you kept here until he says otherwise, which I think will be a very long time indeed." Robert said throwing his hands up in the air and giving off the impression of being suddenly quite happy at the thought.
Tears started to form in the corners of Hermione’s eyes but she fought them back and turned her head away from her tormentor.
"Oh boo hoo," Finn said mockingly. "Go on, have a good cry. You messed with the wrong man here girly. Now tell me what makes you so special and I’ll leave you alone for a while."
Hermione turned to look at him, the horror on her face saying more than words could at that moment. She opened her mouth but closed it again.
***
Cornelius Fudge was seated at his desk when Dumbledore stepped through the fire and onto the rug in his office. The Minister had the idiotic look on his face that Dumbledore had grown to expect from him. Fudge motioned for Dumbledore to take a seat across the desk and the older Wizard obliged. When both men were seated Dumbledore was the first to break the silence.
"You have some news?" He asked.
"Not really news per se, but I have taken every possible measure to see that Miss Granger is found."
"Really." The older wizard said in a disbelieving tone whilst lifting both his eyebrows.
"Yes, I have some of my best Aurors on the job as we speak. I’m sure they will bring Miss Granger back to the safety of Hogwarts before the end of the week." Cornelius replied.
The Headmaster, too well aware of the Ministry’s previous blunders, was unconvinced.
"Within the week you say? And how do you intend on finding her?" Dumbledore said whilst rummaging through his robe pockets for a sherbet that he knew was there. Finding it he popped it into his mouth and made a sucking noise.
"Oh it’s complicated and boring; you know the standard set of location spells." The Minister said his gaze dropping to his paperwork. He sifted through it until he came upon one particular document, which he lifted deftly to the top of the pile.
"Here it is," Cornelius said whilst holding up the piece of paper and gazing at it as if it were the Holy Grail.
"I have dispatched Aurors to Rome, North America, and Australia and they are working double time. I have told them not to come back without some answers to the whereabouts of Miss Granger."
"I see." Dumbledore replied, still sucking on the sherbet lolly.
"So as you see I have it all under control and you can call off your lapdog now."
"My lapdog?" Dumbledore said giving the Minister his best confused look.
"Yes, yes Severus Snape," Fudge replied, suddenly sick of the older wizard’s stupid games.
"Oh I see." Dumbledore looked thoughtful. "I was rather hoping to keep him in the loop, he is quite resourceful."
"Albus as I am the Minister of Magic and you are just the Headmaster of Hogwarts I think I know what is best," Cornelius said defensively.
Uh-huh. "I see. But don’t you think it would be in everyone’s interest, especially Miss Granger’s, if we worked together?" He paused and then continued. "Bearing in mind that she is one of my students and has no immediate family to speak of. I do think she is rather my responsibility." And there was the old man’s damned twinkle.
"Yes, yes; but I have some of my best Aurors on the job and they are quite thorough. I will of course keep you in the loop so to speak, and will contact you the second that the Aurors find anything of significance. You have a school to run, Albus and I think that it’s for the best if you concentrate on that for now."
Dumbledore, although surprised at the turn of events, schooled his face to impassiveness.
"Now if you’ll be kind enough to show yourself out I have got a mountain of paperwork to do." Cornelius said, motioning at his desk and all the papers covering it.
"Quite." Dumbledore stated as he stood to leave. Making a show of straightening his robes as he stood and headed over to the fireplace, the Headmaster reached for some Floo powder but paused a moment. Looking over his shoulder the great Wizard whispered, "I’ll give you one week."
Before Cornelius even had time to respond the Headmaster was gone.
***
A/N: Another chapter, hmmm the plot thickens…
As always please read and review, if for some reason you don’t feel compelled to review here than please review someone else’s work as I’m sure they will enjoy reading your comments.
Thanks to everyone who has reviewed my work so far and once again.
I thank my BETA Eclipse for her wonderful work and although I know she is busy not only at home but with her studies she still finds the time to help keep this story alive.
Disclaimer:- The usual, not mine, JK's!!!