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Chapter 34 ~ Outlook
It took another week and a half for the Professor to recover enough to return to class. Poppy wasn't the medi-witch he remembered and took his protests over her gruel to heart, saying he was the most difficult patient she'd ever had and she'd be glad when he left her infirmary. The old Poppy would have never said that. It didn't hurt the Potions Master's feelings, but he did feel the loss of the witch he remembered. But it had to be done.
Poppy had been a happily married witch once. She was still married, since wizards and witches married for life, but her husband George left her for a younger muggle-born witch who could bear him children, and lived with her as if she were his wife. Poppy tried her best to reconcile, but once the witch became pregnant, it was over. Poppy fell into a deep depression, though she continued to work at Hogwarts. At Albus' suggestion/order she began to attend therapy meetings with other abandoned wives. It was there she met Stella Wolfington, a witch who had also lost her husband to a muggle-born.
Stella was an angry witch. Bitter at being abandoned, she began to talk about other situations where muggle-born witches had negatively affected her life. Like taking jobs from her. Poppy remembered in healer's university when she and a muggle-born witch were both trying to get the last seat in a specialized class that would have certified her for a healing position that would have increased her earnings by half. The muggle-born witch got the seat, and the course was discontinued after that.
Later Poppy found out that the reason she didn't get in the class was because of a law similar to affirmative action. Muggle-borns were favored over purebloods because they had "less opportunity". Poppy had thought it unfair. She had better grades than the muggle-born. She should have been given the seat. If the DKV had been in existence then, she probably would have. There were other instances of muggle-borns being given a leg up, in housing for example as well as grants and loans simply because their parents were muggles. Struggling purebloods had no recourse but to work and work hard to pay for their education, no matter how bad off they were.
These memories of being overlooked because of muggle-borns, coupled with her husband's abandonment, placed a seed of hatred in Poppy's heart. Voldemort's ways were horrible, but maybe he had a point about them.
Stella invited Poppy to a DKV meeting of abandoned wives and the topic was exactly what bothered Poppy, how muggle-borns were being favored and taking over every aspect of true wizarding life. Marrying eligible purebloods or else stealing husbands away. The members of the DKV were saying that Voldemort would change that. It would be illegal to abandon a pureblood witch for a muggle-born one, and there would be heavy fines, penalties and even jail time for offenders.
Poppy now believed that Voldemort had been so harsh with others because he had no recourse. He was hunted on every front, lies were told, conspiracies were formed and carried out against him by the Order, and Harry Potter was meant to kill him. He had to protect himself. But now, thanks to the efforts of true believers, Poppy believed the Dark Lord was able to put his goals in action politically and had altered his tactics in an attempt to affect positive change for purebloods. Level out the playing board. Make the laws fairer. Severus no longer coming to her broken and near death further strengthened this belief.
The idea of her husband being punished for abandoning her pleased the wounded witch. By joining the DKV and giving them information on her husband and his whore, she could help bring about change. No longer would muggle-borns be able to wrest power and position away from purebloods. No longer would they be able to steal husbands and jobs. Poppy was praying for that day. So she joined the DKV.
Providing information on any activity that went against DKV line was part of being a member. This information would be used in time to assure that whoever was practicing an undesirable lifestyle would be held accountable for it, and pay the proper penalties when Voldemort finally came into power legally. Until she figured out Mathias' parentage, Poppy had nothing to offer, and hated going to meetings and not being able to offer anything of worth. But that would change at the next meeting. Severus Snape was a long-standing member of Voldemort's ranks. His indiscretion would be great news. Poppy could hardly wait.
Hermione had visited Severus twice more while he was convalescing. Her visits were short and quiet for the most part. She didn't know what to say to the wizard. She made some small talk, but avoided the real issue. Revealing the truth to Mathias. Severus didn't press her. When he was able, he would take control of the situation, arranging the date, time and they would meet with Mathias. Hermione simply was not strong enough. He also intended to be the one to explain the entire situation.
The wizard did sense something different in the witch. It was as if she had made some kind of peace with herself. Whether it concerned him or not, he didn't know. Maybe his sacrifice in facing the Dark Lord had made some difference in her opinion of him. Maybe he had brought her some closure by going through what he did for her and his son. He still wanted to fuck Hermione however. Preferably before they talked to Mathias. Her visits showed him she cared. Why else would she come when she could simply get updates from Albus?
Severus wondered if Hermione were still utilizing the pensieve. Most likely she was. He didn't bring that up either. He would address that when he came to her. The Potions Master thought that if he provided her with a satisfactory sexual experience, she would willingly let him take the pensieve with him when he departed. He knew he would have to be everything the witch needed in order to do this. He would have to outdo her first time with him, which had been quite passionate. Looking at the pretty, petite witch, he was sure he could. This time she wouldn't curse him…he'd make sure of it.
Severus didn't tell Hermione Mathias visited him in the infirmary his third night there. The wizard wasn't sure why he didn't want to divulge it to her. Perhaps it was because it was a moment shared between him and the boy. Perhaps it was because he didn't want her chastising him. Mathias was a young Slytherin after all. He was supposed to do cunning and sneaky things to perfect his art. A Gryffindor just couldn't comprehend that.
Severus returned to his Potions classes and was completely pissed at Albus' waste of his students' time. He had a lesson plan in the top drawer of his desk, the wizard could have utilized that easily. He doubted if the Headmaster even looked.
The Potions Master was forced to wear a glamour. His body was healed, but he still had bruises on his face, around his nose and eyes. It would be a few more days before he was back to normal. His first act in Potions class was to assign his pupils an enormous amount of work to catch up to where they should be in the course. Their groans didn't move him a bit. They had a syllabus. If they had been smart they would have followed it and done the assignments listed instead of bumbling about brewing lemon drops for the past two weeks.
Only Mathias didn't groan. He had followed the syllabus and done the assignments. He knew what to expect from the Potions Master upon his return. At the end of class he walked up to the Potions Master's desk and laid a stack of parchments on it. Severus looked at the pile.
"What is this, Mr. Granger?" the wizard asked.
"The assignments from the syllabus, sir. I knew you'd expect them to be done," the boy replied.
Severus looked at the parchments, then at Mathias. He was just like his mother. Hermione always stuck to her syllabus when she was his pupil.
"Twenty points to Slytherin, Mr. Granger, for having an ounce of brains," the wizard said.
Mathias grinned.
"Thank you, sir," he said. Then he stood there.
Severus had learned that whenever Mathias didn't withdraw, he had a question of some sort.
"What is it, Mr. Granger?" Severus asked.
"I…I just wanted to know how my mum knew you were sick, sir," he asked.
Severus scowled at the boy.
"Mr. Granger, you are too inquisitive. Ten points from Slytherin," Severus said, his brows drawn together. The boy really was too nosey for his own good. Severus wasn't ready to reveal the boy's mother had a vested interest in his well-being.
Mathias gave the Potions Master a little scowl himself.
"Does that mean you aren't going to tell me sir?" the boy asked.
Severus could see that Mathias was disappointed that the wizard appeared to be keeping secrets from him too. And Mathias was disappointed. Out of everyone, he thought his Head of House would be truthful with him. This was his mum after all.
"I will tell you, Mr. Granger, when I tell you about my injuries," the Potions Master replied. "You're going to have to wait."
Mathias pondered this. What did his mother have to do with the Potions Master's injuries? Something was going on here. Something he didn't know about. Something big.
"But…" the young wizard began.
Severus' face darkened.
"Mr. Granger, unless you want to lose all the points you've just gained, I suggest you be patient and leave," the Potions Master said evenly, his dark eyes glinting at the boy.
Mathias met his gaze, then lowered his eyes in defeat.
"Yes sir," the wizard said glumly. He turned and exited the classroom without another word, his backpack slung over one shoulder.
Severus watch the door close behind his son, then rubbed his eyes. The boy was just too damn smart. Severus should have never mentioned his mother in the infirmary. It implied there was more between them than just sharing Christmas dinner.
The Potions Master realized he would have to move sooner than expected. Which meant he would have to move sooner on Hermione as well. He wanted that pensieve away from the witch so she could focus on real life. On what they had to do.
As soon as his bruises cleared up, Severus would be paying the witch a visit.
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A/N: It's been quite a day. Sorry for the length of time it took to post this chapter. I addressed Poppy's personal issues here, and why she joined the DKV. Heartbreak and bitterness will make people do things they wouldn't normally do. Mathias is drawing closer and closer to the truth. Please review.
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Chapter 34 ~ Outlook
It took another week and a half for the Professor to recover enough to return to class. Poppy wasn't the medi-witch he remembered and took his protests over her gruel to heart, saying he was the most difficult patient she'd ever had and she'd be glad when he left her infirmary. The old Poppy would have never said that. It didn't hurt the Potions Master's feelings, but he did feel the loss of the witch he remembered. But it had to be done.
Poppy had been a happily married witch once. She was still married, since wizards and witches married for life, but her husband George left her for a younger muggle-born witch who could bear him children, and lived with her as if she were his wife. Poppy tried her best to reconcile, but once the witch became pregnant, it was over. Poppy fell into a deep depression, though she continued to work at Hogwarts. At Albus' suggestion/order she began to attend therapy meetings with other abandoned wives. It was there she met Stella Wolfington, a witch who had also lost her husband to a muggle-born.
Stella was an angry witch. Bitter at being abandoned, she began to talk about other situations where muggle-born witches had negatively affected her life. Like taking jobs from her. Poppy remembered in healer's university when she and a muggle-born witch were both trying to get the last seat in a specialized class that would have certified her for a healing position that would have increased her earnings by half. The muggle-born witch got the seat, and the course was discontinued after that.
Later Poppy found out that the reason she didn't get in the class was because of a law similar to affirmative action. Muggle-borns were favored over purebloods because they had "less opportunity". Poppy had thought it unfair. She had better grades than the muggle-born. She should have been given the seat. If the DKV had been in existence then, she probably would have. There were other instances of muggle-borns being given a leg up, in housing for example as well as grants and loans simply because their parents were muggles. Struggling purebloods had no recourse but to work and work hard to pay for their education, no matter how bad off they were.
These memories of being overlooked because of muggle-borns, coupled with her husband's abandonment, placed a seed of hatred in Poppy's heart. Voldemort's ways were horrible, but maybe he had a point about them.
Stella invited Poppy to a DKV meeting of abandoned wives and the topic was exactly what bothered Poppy, how muggle-borns were being favored and taking over every aspect of true wizarding life. Marrying eligible purebloods or else stealing husbands away. The members of the DKV were saying that Voldemort would change that. It would be illegal to abandon a pureblood witch for a muggle-born one, and there would be heavy fines, penalties and even jail time for offenders.
Poppy now believed that Voldemort had been so harsh with others because he had no recourse. He was hunted on every front, lies were told, conspiracies were formed and carried out against him by the Order, and Harry Potter was meant to kill him. He had to protect himself. But now, thanks to the efforts of true believers, Poppy believed the Dark Lord was able to put his goals in action politically and had altered his tactics in an attempt to affect positive change for purebloods. Level out the playing board. Make the laws fairer. Severus no longer coming to her broken and near death further strengthened this belief.
The idea of her husband being punished for abandoning her pleased the wounded witch. By joining the DKV and giving them information on her husband and his whore, she could help bring about change. No longer would muggle-borns be able to wrest power and position away from purebloods. No longer would they be able to steal husbands and jobs. Poppy was praying for that day. So she joined the DKV.
Providing information on any activity that went against DKV line was part of being a member. This information would be used in time to assure that whoever was practicing an undesirable lifestyle would be held accountable for it, and pay the proper penalties when Voldemort finally came into power legally. Until she figured out Mathias' parentage, Poppy had nothing to offer, and hated going to meetings and not being able to offer anything of worth. But that would change at the next meeting. Severus Snape was a long-standing member of Voldemort's ranks. His indiscretion would be great news. Poppy could hardly wait.
Hermione had visited Severus twice more while he was convalescing. Her visits were short and quiet for the most part. She didn't know what to say to the wizard. She made some small talk, but avoided the real issue. Revealing the truth to Mathias. Severus didn't press her. When he was able, he would take control of the situation, arranging the date, time and they would meet with Mathias. Hermione simply was not strong enough. He also intended to be the one to explain the entire situation.
The wizard did sense something different in the witch. It was as if she had made some kind of peace with herself. Whether it concerned him or not, he didn't know. Maybe his sacrifice in facing the Dark Lord had made some difference in her opinion of him. Maybe he had brought her some closure by going through what he did for her and his son. He still wanted to fuck Hermione however. Preferably before they talked to Mathias. Her visits showed him she cared. Why else would she come when she could simply get updates from Albus?
Severus wondered if Hermione were still utilizing the pensieve. Most likely she was. He didn't bring that up either. He would address that when he came to her. The Potions Master thought that if he provided her with a satisfactory sexual experience, she would willingly let him take the pensieve with him when he departed. He knew he would have to be everything the witch needed in order to do this. He would have to outdo her first time with him, which had been quite passionate. Looking at the pretty, petite witch, he was sure he could. This time she wouldn't curse him…he'd make sure of it.
Severus didn't tell Hermione Mathias visited him in the infirmary his third night there. The wizard wasn't sure why he didn't want to divulge it to her. Perhaps it was because it was a moment shared between him and the boy. Perhaps it was because he didn't want her chastising him. Mathias was a young Slytherin after all. He was supposed to do cunning and sneaky things to perfect his art. A Gryffindor just couldn't comprehend that.
Severus returned to his Potions classes and was completely pissed at Albus' waste of his students' time. He had a lesson plan in the top drawer of his desk, the wizard could have utilized that easily. He doubted if the Headmaster even looked.
The Potions Master was forced to wear a glamour. His body was healed, but he still had bruises on his face, around his nose and eyes. It would be a few more days before he was back to normal. His first act in Potions class was to assign his pupils an enormous amount of work to catch up to where they should be in the course. Their groans didn't move him a bit. They had a syllabus. If they had been smart they would have followed it and done the assignments listed instead of bumbling about brewing lemon drops for the past two weeks.
Only Mathias didn't groan. He had followed the syllabus and done the assignments. He knew what to expect from the Potions Master upon his return. At the end of class he walked up to the Potions Master's desk and laid a stack of parchments on it. Severus looked at the pile.
"What is this, Mr. Granger?" the wizard asked.
"The assignments from the syllabus, sir. I knew you'd expect them to be done," the boy replied.
Severus looked at the parchments, then at Mathias. He was just like his mother. Hermione always stuck to her syllabus when she was his pupil.
"Twenty points to Slytherin, Mr. Granger, for having an ounce of brains," the wizard said.
Mathias grinned.
"Thank you, sir," he said. Then he stood there.
Severus had learned that whenever Mathias didn't withdraw, he had a question of some sort.
"What is it, Mr. Granger?" Severus asked.
"I…I just wanted to know how my mum knew you were sick, sir," he asked.
Severus scowled at the boy.
"Mr. Granger, you are too inquisitive. Ten points from Slytherin," Severus said, his brows drawn together. The boy really was too nosey for his own good. Severus wasn't ready to reveal the boy's mother had a vested interest in his well-being.
Mathias gave the Potions Master a little scowl himself.
"Does that mean you aren't going to tell me sir?" the boy asked.
Severus could see that Mathias was disappointed that the wizard appeared to be keeping secrets from him too. And Mathias was disappointed. Out of everyone, he thought his Head of House would be truthful with him. This was his mum after all.
"I will tell you, Mr. Granger, when I tell you about my injuries," the Potions Master replied. "You're going to have to wait."
Mathias pondered this. What did his mother have to do with the Potions Master's injuries? Something was going on here. Something he didn't know about. Something big.
"But…" the young wizard began.
Severus' face darkened.
"Mr. Granger, unless you want to lose all the points you've just gained, I suggest you be patient and leave," the Potions Master said evenly, his dark eyes glinting at the boy.
Mathias met his gaze, then lowered his eyes in defeat.
"Yes sir," the wizard said glumly. He turned and exited the classroom without another word, his backpack slung over one shoulder.
Severus watch the door close behind his son, then rubbed his eyes. The boy was just too damn smart. Severus should have never mentioned his mother in the infirmary. It implied there was more between them than just sharing Christmas dinner.
The Potions Master realized he would have to move sooner than expected. Which meant he would have to move sooner on Hermione as well. He wanted that pensieve away from the witch so she could focus on real life. On what they had to do.
As soon as his bruises cleared up, Severus would be paying the witch a visit.
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A/N: It's been quite a day. Sorry for the length of time it took to post this chapter. I addressed Poppy's personal issues here, and why she joined the DKV. Heartbreak and bitterness will make people do things they wouldn't normally do. Mathias is drawing closer and closer to the truth. Please review.