A Gift
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
34
Views:
2,225
Reviews:
45
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.
a small revenge
BOY, DEB! You are so full of questions! LOL But I like that. Honestly! But patience is a must with my stories! :: smooches::: Don\'t worry! I still love eveyone for being patient and reviewing! Keeps me motivated to do this story! Yea! LOL
Again, a bit short as I only had a half hour to write it but maybe it will clear a bit more up for ya all! THANKS!!!!!!!
Hours pass, each taking a turn at the CD player. She finds herself amazed at the collection he has, several of them actually his or ones procured from wayward students. She is equally shocked when he puts in Evenesence, settling down on is favorite chair to listen to while they take a small break. She finds herself bursting with questions but reluctant to ask. She sees him start to draw more into himself as the night goes on, his mood becoming more somber by the moment.
He finally raises his wine glass to her, eyes hidden by a lock of hair. \"You have done well this evening. I am impressed. I hope you do half as well tomorrow as you did this evening.\" He sighs softly, sipping as his drink. \"But it is late and you have one last thing to do before bed.\"
She frowns, her legs tucked up under her on the couch. \"Whatever could that be?\"
He stands, heading for the stairs. You have one last memory to see. Only then will you understand it all and know your role tomorrow.\"
She watches silently as he heads up the stairs to his room. She twirls a lock of her hair in her fingers, her mind working on the thought of yet one more memory. She bites her lip, hating the last one with such passion that she finds herself reluctant to see another. She feels a sudden cold on her shoulder and looks up to see Sarah gently touching her there.
\"Second thoughts?\" Sarah smiles warmly down at the young woman.
She shakes her head. \"Just not sure if I really want to do this again.\"
Sarah glides down to side next to her. \"Hermione, it\'s not her you have to be afraid of. It\'s Severus.\" Her brow lifts just like her grandson\'s. \"A stallion will only allow beating beaten for so long before he turns on you and kicks your head off your shoulders.\"
Hermione frowns for a moment before catching on. \"Oh!\" she suddenly smiles. \"Maybe I do want to see this!\"
\"That\'s my girl!\" Sarah smiles as Hermione jumps up and rushes up the stairs to her room.
She sees him slowly take the stairs down to the livingroom, his face set in stone. Sabine is lying across the couch, her music playing so loud nothing else can be heard. He walks over, shutting the CD player off with his wand.
She glares up at him. \"What do you think you are doing? I was listening to that!\"
\"Not anymore.\" He takes out the CD and breaks it in half.
She jumps up, lunging for him. He grasps her by the throat, his eyes hard and promising death. He lifts her easily and slams her against the wall, pinning her there by her throat.
\"I have had enough of you and your insults!\" He yells at her, spit flying into her face. \"I will have respect even if I must force it one you!\"
He waves his wand, pointing it at her as he finishes his curse. She tries to scream but nothing comes out. Her eyes grow wide in horror. He drops her to the floor, laughing evilly at her.
\"I tried to be a gentleman with you but you would have none of it.\" He growls as he stalks back and forth in front of her. \"Now you will see the Death Eater.\" He stops, spinning on his heel to face her. \"So long as you are in England, you will be silent.\" He slides his wand under her chin, lifting it so he can stare into her eyes. \"A Death Eaters wife is to be silent until she is spoken to. Only you will not have that option. You will be silent til you die.\"
He steps back from her, disgust filling him as silent tears fall down her cheeks. He pushes her towards the stairs hard enough to make her nearly fall over. \"GET OUT OF MY SIGHT BEFORE I DO WORSE TO YOU!\" He screams at her.
Hermione blinks for a moment, the sounds of his angry voice ringing in her mind. Suddenly she yawns and her head feels very heavy. She doesn\'t remember stumbling blindly to her bed. Sleep overtakes her the moment her head touches the pillow.
Again, a bit short as I only had a half hour to write it but maybe it will clear a bit more up for ya all! THANKS!!!!!!!
Hours pass, each taking a turn at the CD player. She finds herself amazed at the collection he has, several of them actually his or ones procured from wayward students. She is equally shocked when he puts in Evenesence, settling down on is favorite chair to listen to while they take a small break. She finds herself bursting with questions but reluctant to ask. She sees him start to draw more into himself as the night goes on, his mood becoming more somber by the moment.
He finally raises his wine glass to her, eyes hidden by a lock of hair. \"You have done well this evening. I am impressed. I hope you do half as well tomorrow as you did this evening.\" He sighs softly, sipping as his drink. \"But it is late and you have one last thing to do before bed.\"
She frowns, her legs tucked up under her on the couch. \"Whatever could that be?\"
He stands, heading for the stairs. You have one last memory to see. Only then will you understand it all and know your role tomorrow.\"
She watches silently as he heads up the stairs to his room. She twirls a lock of her hair in her fingers, her mind working on the thought of yet one more memory. She bites her lip, hating the last one with such passion that she finds herself reluctant to see another. She feels a sudden cold on her shoulder and looks up to see Sarah gently touching her there.
\"Second thoughts?\" Sarah smiles warmly down at the young woman.
She shakes her head. \"Just not sure if I really want to do this again.\"
Sarah glides down to side next to her. \"Hermione, it\'s not her you have to be afraid of. It\'s Severus.\" Her brow lifts just like her grandson\'s. \"A stallion will only allow beating beaten for so long before he turns on you and kicks your head off your shoulders.\"
Hermione frowns for a moment before catching on. \"Oh!\" she suddenly smiles. \"Maybe I do want to see this!\"
\"That\'s my girl!\" Sarah smiles as Hermione jumps up and rushes up the stairs to her room.
She sees him slowly take the stairs down to the livingroom, his face set in stone. Sabine is lying across the couch, her music playing so loud nothing else can be heard. He walks over, shutting the CD player off with his wand.
She glares up at him. \"What do you think you are doing? I was listening to that!\"
\"Not anymore.\" He takes out the CD and breaks it in half.
She jumps up, lunging for him. He grasps her by the throat, his eyes hard and promising death. He lifts her easily and slams her against the wall, pinning her there by her throat.
\"I have had enough of you and your insults!\" He yells at her, spit flying into her face. \"I will have respect even if I must force it one you!\"
He waves his wand, pointing it at her as he finishes his curse. She tries to scream but nothing comes out. Her eyes grow wide in horror. He drops her to the floor, laughing evilly at her.
\"I tried to be a gentleman with you but you would have none of it.\" He growls as he stalks back and forth in front of her. \"Now you will see the Death Eater.\" He stops, spinning on his heel to face her. \"So long as you are in England, you will be silent.\" He slides his wand under her chin, lifting it so he can stare into her eyes. \"A Death Eaters wife is to be silent until she is spoken to. Only you will not have that option. You will be silent til you die.\"
He steps back from her, disgust filling him as silent tears fall down her cheeks. He pushes her towards the stairs hard enough to make her nearly fall over. \"GET OUT OF MY SIGHT BEFORE I DO WORSE TO YOU!\" He screams at her.
Hermione blinks for a moment, the sounds of his angry voice ringing in her mind. Suddenly she yawns and her head feels very heavy. She doesn\'t remember stumbling blindly to her bed. Sleep overtakes her the moment her head touches the pillow.