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Time No Longer
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
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Adult ++
Chapters:
3
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2,209
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7
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Memoria Porro Pridem
Time No Longer
Chapter 2: Memoria Porro Pridem (Memory Long Ago)
The morning light shone through the curtains. The head girl’s room was that of a Gryffindor, gold and red colors lined the walls and moving lions were charmed into the walls.
Unfortunately, this morning the colors did not seem to be on Hermione’s side. The small sliver of sunlight reflected off the bright colors and right on Hermione\'s face. She shifted and rolled over to look at the clock.
//5:36…joy… // She thought. //Remind me never to sleep that late again! //
//I’ll be sure of that Master! // Came Cerin’s voice in her mind.
//Cerin, how many times have I told you NOT to read my mind? // She asked, exasperated.
//Countless times. // Came the reply, then a light chuckle.
//The Pensieve master. Do not forget! // there was uncharacteristic urgency in Cerin’s voice.
Hermione sat up straight.
“That’s right….” She swung her legs over the bed and searched for her clothes. They appeared out of midair for her.
//Thank you Cerin. // She said.
//…. //
“Must be time for her to rest… She spent a lot of energy to spy…” Hermione wondered out loud to herself.
It was still very early, but Hermione dressed and headed out of her door. She rounded the corner out onto the second floor, and to the headmaster’s gargoyle.
“Sweet Drops.” She said and the door opened. She climbed onto the staircase and waited. Soon after the gargoyle shut and she was taken to Dumbledore’s office.
To her surprise she saw the headmaster talking with Snape along with Mcgonagall. They all turned their eyes and stared at her.
“What brings you here this early Miss Granger?” Mcgonagall asked her.
Snape merely glared at her for interfering in a conversation.
“Good Morning Hermione. How are you?” Asked the headmaster and smiled.
“I am fine thank you. I only bring information of utmost importance. I think it will help in the war…” Her reply was cut off by a potion’s master.
“Information? Why, pray tell, do you think that your information would be useful?” He asked her, his eyes boring holes into her skull.
“Severus, give the girl a chance!” Mcgonagall came to the defense of her favorite student.
“What information Hermione?” The headmaster inquired. He stepped closer. “Lemon drop?”
“No thank you. I have only this.” Hermione held out the Pensieve and offered it to the headmaster.
She could see Snape was taken aback and Mcgonagall looked a bit shocked.
“Where did you get a Pensieve Miss Granger?” Snape’s voice came to her.
“I cannot say sir.” She replied, Hermione’s eyes seemed to beg for the headmaster to take the Pensieve away from her.
“Let us take a look then.” He took the Pensieve and placed it on the desk. He tapped his wand 4 times and the surface started to glimmer.
Hermione watched in fascination, this was the first time she had seen a Pensieve work. She new her textbook information, but not the actual first hand experience.
All four occupants of the room were taken to 2 nights ago.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
“Lucius, Lestrange, Narcissa...” A voice hissed. “It seems I have found something that will interest us…” It continued,
“We have a traitor among us!” Voldemort came into view and Mcgonall held a hand up to her mouth. Voldemort new form would not be able to hold much longer, the skin was turning black and starting to rot and the form was starting to break down.
Still, He continued.
“I need him found!” He hissed to his followers.
“My lord, we do not know where to start.” Lucius’ voice was a bit muffled but he was heard clearly.
“Use your wits! I have gathered you three only because you are the most faithful. I trust that you will find this traitor and bring him to me.” Voldemort’s voice was causing shivers down everyone’s spines.
“Yes my lord…” Came the response from the DeathEaters.
“Until then, another attack will be planned. As you all know, Potter” he spat out the name “has been a nuisance ever since I failed to kill him.”
No reply, none was expected.
“His friends, the mudblood and Weasley can buy us a way to him.”
Hermione flinched at the word Mudblood.
“For now, we can only wait until their next visit to Hogsmead.” Voldemort stood up and started to pace.
“Their next visit in Saturday, 3 day from now. The attack will be at the 3 Broomsticks. I want you to be ready. Kill anyone in the way, even any other followers. I want Potter dead, I need his powers.” He finished and sat down.
“Capture the mudblood of you can, I will have fun …violating…her body…” His face split into an insane grin.
“Imagine potter’s face when he sees his precious mudblood raped and tortured.” He paused and looked at Lucius.
“Lucius, you would also like a taste of the mudblood do you not?” He asked.
Malfoy nodded.
“You will have her after I am done with her.”
“On to other matters. We have new followers joining!” He chuckled.
“Lucius, your son is one of them is he not?”
Lucius nodded again.
“Vincent Crabbe and Blaise Zabini will also be joining. I leave the rest to you. Find the traitor and bring him to me. He will be punished.”
The memory started to fade away and all 4 found themselves in Dumbledore’s office.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Snape looked furious, while the headmaster and Mcgongall looked appalled, and shocked at the same time.
“Where did you get THIS?!?!” His voice was shaking with fury.
Hermione remained silent for the whole time. She hung her head.
Snape approached and grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her.
“I want an answer NOW!!” he shouted.
“He is right my dear.” Said a now very pale Dumbledore “Where did you get such a thing?” Mcgonall remained silent.
“I cannot tell…I’m sorry.” Hermione’s voice shook.
She broke away from Snape and ran from the room.
//Im sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry… // was the mantra that rung over and over in her head.
//It will be Alright Master. // the familiar voice filled her being with warmth.
//Thank you Cerin. // She said, tears were running down her face.
// Master… // Came the reply from Cerin.
Hermione stood straight and continued back to her room.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
*Disclaimer: look at chapter 1...*
Chapter 2: Memoria Porro Pridem (Memory Long Ago)
The morning light shone through the curtains. The head girl’s room was that of a Gryffindor, gold and red colors lined the walls and moving lions were charmed into the walls.
Unfortunately, this morning the colors did not seem to be on Hermione’s side. The small sliver of sunlight reflected off the bright colors and right on Hermione\'s face. She shifted and rolled over to look at the clock.
//5:36…joy… // She thought. //Remind me never to sleep that late again! //
//I’ll be sure of that Master! // Came Cerin’s voice in her mind.
//Cerin, how many times have I told you NOT to read my mind? // She asked, exasperated.
//Countless times. // Came the reply, then a light chuckle.
//The Pensieve master. Do not forget! // there was uncharacteristic urgency in Cerin’s voice.
Hermione sat up straight.
“That’s right….” She swung her legs over the bed and searched for her clothes. They appeared out of midair for her.
//Thank you Cerin. // She said.
//…. //
“Must be time for her to rest… She spent a lot of energy to spy…” Hermione wondered out loud to herself.
It was still very early, but Hermione dressed and headed out of her door. She rounded the corner out onto the second floor, and to the headmaster’s gargoyle.
“Sweet Drops.” She said and the door opened. She climbed onto the staircase and waited. Soon after the gargoyle shut and she was taken to Dumbledore’s office.
To her surprise she saw the headmaster talking with Snape along with Mcgonagall. They all turned their eyes and stared at her.
“What brings you here this early Miss Granger?” Mcgonagall asked her.
Snape merely glared at her for interfering in a conversation.
“Good Morning Hermione. How are you?” Asked the headmaster and smiled.
“I am fine thank you. I only bring information of utmost importance. I think it will help in the war…” Her reply was cut off by a potion’s master.
“Information? Why, pray tell, do you think that your information would be useful?” He asked her, his eyes boring holes into her skull.
“Severus, give the girl a chance!” Mcgonagall came to the defense of her favorite student.
“What information Hermione?” The headmaster inquired. He stepped closer. “Lemon drop?”
“No thank you. I have only this.” Hermione held out the Pensieve and offered it to the headmaster.
She could see Snape was taken aback and Mcgonagall looked a bit shocked.
“Where did you get a Pensieve Miss Granger?” Snape’s voice came to her.
“I cannot say sir.” She replied, Hermione’s eyes seemed to beg for the headmaster to take the Pensieve away from her.
“Let us take a look then.” He took the Pensieve and placed it on the desk. He tapped his wand 4 times and the surface started to glimmer.
Hermione watched in fascination, this was the first time she had seen a Pensieve work. She new her textbook information, but not the actual first hand experience.
All four occupants of the room were taken to 2 nights ago.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
“Lucius, Lestrange, Narcissa...” A voice hissed. “It seems I have found something that will interest us…” It continued,
“We have a traitor among us!” Voldemort came into view and Mcgonall held a hand up to her mouth. Voldemort new form would not be able to hold much longer, the skin was turning black and starting to rot and the form was starting to break down.
Still, He continued.
“I need him found!” He hissed to his followers.
“My lord, we do not know where to start.” Lucius’ voice was a bit muffled but he was heard clearly.
“Use your wits! I have gathered you three only because you are the most faithful. I trust that you will find this traitor and bring him to me.” Voldemort’s voice was causing shivers down everyone’s spines.
“Yes my lord…” Came the response from the DeathEaters.
“Until then, another attack will be planned. As you all know, Potter” he spat out the name “has been a nuisance ever since I failed to kill him.”
No reply, none was expected.
“His friends, the mudblood and Weasley can buy us a way to him.”
Hermione flinched at the word Mudblood.
“For now, we can only wait until their next visit to Hogsmead.” Voldemort stood up and started to pace.
“Their next visit in Saturday, 3 day from now. The attack will be at the 3 Broomsticks. I want you to be ready. Kill anyone in the way, even any other followers. I want Potter dead, I need his powers.” He finished and sat down.
“Capture the mudblood of you can, I will have fun …violating…her body…” His face split into an insane grin.
“Imagine potter’s face when he sees his precious mudblood raped and tortured.” He paused and looked at Lucius.
“Lucius, you would also like a taste of the mudblood do you not?” He asked.
Malfoy nodded.
“You will have her after I am done with her.”
“On to other matters. We have new followers joining!” He chuckled.
“Lucius, your son is one of them is he not?”
Lucius nodded again.
“Vincent Crabbe and Blaise Zabini will also be joining. I leave the rest to you. Find the traitor and bring him to me. He will be punished.”
The memory started to fade away and all 4 found themselves in Dumbledore’s office.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Snape looked furious, while the headmaster and Mcgongall looked appalled, and shocked at the same time.
“Where did you get THIS?!?!” His voice was shaking with fury.
Hermione remained silent for the whole time. She hung her head.
Snape approached and grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her.
“I want an answer NOW!!” he shouted.
“He is right my dear.” Said a now very pale Dumbledore “Where did you get such a thing?” Mcgonall remained silent.
“I cannot tell…I’m sorry.” Hermione’s voice shook.
She broke away from Snape and ran from the room.
//Im sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry… // was the mantra that rung over and over in her head.
//It will be Alright Master. // the familiar voice filled her being with warmth.
//Thank you Cerin. // She said, tears were running down her face.
// Master… // Came the reply from Cerin.
Hermione stood straight and continued back to her room.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
*Disclaimer: look at chapter 1...*