Woke Up This Morning
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
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2,193
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4
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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.
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~~passages with (*) are song lyrics~~
^Disclaimer-these characters aren't mine they are JK's. This song isn't mine, it's Disturbed's. (I love Disturbed!)
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*Sensation washes over me
I can't describe it
Pain I felt so long ago
I don't remember
Tear a hole so I can see
My devastation
Feelings from so long ago
I don't remember*
Snape prowled around his classroom, watching his students work. As he watched some of them tremble, his world shifted. He blinked to clear his head and everything was back to normal except he saw a flash of curly brown hair dissapear at the edge of his vision. He turned quickly to catch another glimse but saw nothing there.
"Professor, are you all right, sir?" asked a nearby student.
"Get back to work!" Snape snarled at the boy.
With a squeak he turned back to his cauldron and Snape stalked menacingly back to his desk. The rest of the class passed without incident. Once Snape was alone he sat, mulling over the meaning of the odd occurences when he was overcome with a feeling of sorrow and loss that quickly turned to deep depression. He went through the rest of his day with the heavy sadness.
That night after he went to sleep, the ghost of a young woman appeared at his bedside. She sat at his side and stroked his hair.
"You aren't done crying yet. Let it go, I'll watch over you."
As she watched over him, his sleep turned restless and he wept through his dreams.
*Holding on, to let them know
What's given to me
To hide behind
The mask this time
And try to believe*
When Snape woke the next morning his pillow was soaked with tears and he was more tired than he was when he went to sleep. He was confused and remembered nothing of his dreams. He tried to ignore the sorrow that clung to him and went through his normal routine. He hid behind his unfeeling persona.
*Blind your eyes to what you see
You can't embrace it
Leave it well enough alone
And don't remember
Cut your pride and watch it bleed
You can't deny it
Pain you know you can't ignore
I don't remember*
Despite his efforts to ignore them, strange visions plagued Snape throughout the day. He saw images of a beautiful young woman, he saw students momentarily appear to be a girl with bushy brown hair, he even saw for a moment an apparition of himself kneeling before the same young woman. At the end of the day he swallowed his pride and decided to find out what was happening to him. Snape remembered seeing an old tome on his floor a few days previously. Thinking this book might hold some clues, he opened it to the last page read and gasped. It was a powerful memory spell.
Snape now understood that he was seeing his erased memories but didn't understand how. That should have been utterly destroyed. He went to bed, he promised to find a solution the next day since it was the weekend. He fell into another fitful and tearful night's sleep as the ghost watched over him.
*Holding on, to let them know
What's given to me
To hide behind
The mask this time
And try to believe*
Snape woke and ignored his soaked pillow. He cast his mind about for a solution to his problem but came up with nothing. He finally concluded that he could simply cast the spell again. He sat on the floor, wand at the ready, and cast the spell. It immediately knocked him out.
*If I can
Remember
To know this will
Conquer me
If I can
Just walk alone
And try to escape
Into me*
When he woke he was staring into the familiar face of his fiancee, Hermione Granger. As she watched him, all of the memories came flooding back to him. Tears of agony filled his eyes as he began to break inside.
Hermione brushed her ethereal lips across his and as she started to float away she said to him, "You cannot heal just by ignoring that the wound exists."
After she left he broke down into long, torturous sobs.
A/N: Well I think that's it for this fic. I might add more if I find the perfect song but I doubt I will so I hope you enjoyed this.
~~passages with (*) are song lyrics~~
^Disclaimer-these characters aren't mine they are JK's. This song isn't mine, it's Disturbed's. (I love Disturbed!)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
*Sensation washes over me
I can't describe it
Pain I felt so long ago
I don't remember
Tear a hole so I can see
My devastation
Feelings from so long ago
I don't remember*
Snape prowled around his classroom, watching his students work. As he watched some of them tremble, his world shifted. He blinked to clear his head and everything was back to normal except he saw a flash of curly brown hair dissapear at the edge of his vision. He turned quickly to catch another glimse but saw nothing there.
"Professor, are you all right, sir?" asked a nearby student.
"Get back to work!" Snape snarled at the boy.
With a squeak he turned back to his cauldron and Snape stalked menacingly back to his desk. The rest of the class passed without incident. Once Snape was alone he sat, mulling over the meaning of the odd occurences when he was overcome with a feeling of sorrow and loss that quickly turned to deep depression. He went through the rest of his day with the heavy sadness.
That night after he went to sleep, the ghost of a young woman appeared at his bedside. She sat at his side and stroked his hair.
"You aren't done crying yet. Let it go, I'll watch over you."
As she watched over him, his sleep turned restless and he wept through his dreams.
*Holding on, to let them know
What's given to me
To hide behind
The mask this time
And try to believe*
When Snape woke the next morning his pillow was soaked with tears and he was more tired than he was when he went to sleep. He was confused and remembered nothing of his dreams. He tried to ignore the sorrow that clung to him and went through his normal routine. He hid behind his unfeeling persona.
*Blind your eyes to what you see
You can't embrace it
Leave it well enough alone
And don't remember
Cut your pride and watch it bleed
You can't deny it
Pain you know you can't ignore
I don't remember*
Despite his efforts to ignore them, strange visions plagued Snape throughout the day. He saw images of a beautiful young woman, he saw students momentarily appear to be a girl with bushy brown hair, he even saw for a moment an apparition of himself kneeling before the same young woman. At the end of the day he swallowed his pride and decided to find out what was happening to him. Snape remembered seeing an old tome on his floor a few days previously. Thinking this book might hold some clues, he opened it to the last page read and gasped. It was a powerful memory spell.
Snape now understood that he was seeing his erased memories but didn't understand how. That should have been utterly destroyed. He went to bed, he promised to find a solution the next day since it was the weekend. He fell into another fitful and tearful night's sleep as the ghost watched over him.
*Holding on, to let them know
What's given to me
To hide behind
The mask this time
And try to believe*
Snape woke and ignored his soaked pillow. He cast his mind about for a solution to his problem but came up with nothing. He finally concluded that he could simply cast the spell again. He sat on the floor, wand at the ready, and cast the spell. It immediately knocked him out.
*If I can
Remember
To know this will
Conquer me
If I can
Just walk alone
And try to escape
Into me*
When he woke he was staring into the familiar face of his fiancee, Hermione Granger. As she watched him, all of the memories came flooding back to him. Tears of agony filled his eyes as he began to break inside.
Hermione brushed her ethereal lips across his and as she started to float away she said to him, "You cannot heal just by ignoring that the wound exists."
After she left he broke down into long, torturous sobs.
A/N: Well I think that's it for this fic. I might add more if I find the perfect song but I doubt I will so I hope you enjoyed this.