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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
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Adult ++
Chapters:
14
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6,714
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21
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Chapter 2
Summary: What if there was a different reason for Salazar leaving? Hermione and Severus are swept up in a story of love, betrayal and mistakes. Can the two of them correct a mistake that Helga and Godric made or are they doomed to suffer the same fate as Rowena and Salazar? R/R
Chapter 2
Harry sat with Ron, Ginny, Susan, and Hermione in the library studying. During their fifth year, Ron and Harry began to buckle down on their studies. Their grades had greatly improved. Mostly impart to Hermione’s intense study schedules.
“So, you sleeping any better Mione?” Ron asked.
“No. These dreams are getting more and more complicated,” Hermione sighed.
“Are you talking about those dreams you told me about a month ago by the lake?” Susan inquired.
“The very same,” Hermione nodded.
“Maybe you should speak to Professor McGonagall. Or even Professor Trelawney,” Ginny suggested.
“No. Professor McGonagall is busy enough with helping the Headmaster. As for Trelawney …I’d rather gouge out my eyes,” They all laughed, knowing Hermione’s distain for the Divination Professor. “I think I’ll just check out a few books and do some research on my own,” she said.
The others watched as Hermione got up from the table and headed for Madame Pince’s desk. A few moments later, Hermione disappeared into the row of bookshelves. Hermione quickly found the section she was looking for. She began pouring over titles, periodically pulling a book off the shelf that looked promising.
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Severus sat in his study looking over books about dreams. He didn’t fully believe that dreams held any purpose other than to help a person deal with their thoughts and fantasies, but these dreams were different.
If he had to guess, he would say his dreams were more like memories. He sat back in his chair and let out a frustrated groan. It been a month since the dreams began and he was no closer to figuring out what they meant. At that moment, there was a knock on the door and Albus entered the room.
“Do you have a moment Severus?”
"Of course Albus. What do you need?”
“Well, you know more about the history of Salazar Slytherin better than anyone. Was there some other reason for him leaving the school?”
“Well, there was a rumor that he was kicked out because of a woman. Of course when he left, he left most of his possessions behind. Unfortunately, his possessions have yet to be found. Why do you ask?”
“Well, I came across a journal belonging to Rowena Ravenclaw some years ago. Her journal leads me to believe that the history of the founders we know may not be the entire truth,”
Severus fell silent. Albus just sat across from his potions master and studied him. His blue eyes twinkling like mad as he saw a flicker of recognition at the mention of the journal.
“So, you think that Rowena was either the so called woman or she at least knew about it?” Severus asked.
“It would appear that way. Well, I had better go. Thank you for your input,” Albus answered.
“Any time,” Severus said, now more convinced his theory about his dreams were correct.
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Hermione, Harry, and Susan were leaving the library later that evening when things took an ugly turn. They had just enough time to drop off their books and study materials before meeting up with Ron and Ginny at dinner.
“Did you find enough books?” Harry laughed as they climbed the main stairwell.
“I hope so,” Hermione smiled.
“Well, well. Look what we have here,” Draco sneered as they three reached the top of the staircase.
“What do you want Malfoy?” Harry asked heatedly.
“Too bad you refuse to stop hanging around riff raff like this,” Draco said, nodding to Hermione and Susan.
“When are you going to grow up?” Hermione sighed.
Before anyone could blink, Draco shoved Hermione. She lost her footing and began falling down the stairs. All Harry, Susan, and Draco could do was watch her tumble head over heels down the stone steps in shock. Hermione’s screams echoing through the main hall.
“Hermione!” Susan and Harry cried as they hurried down the stairs to where Hermione now lay unmoving.
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“Harry, does this whole thing feel familiar somehow?” Susan asked as she and Harry sat in the hospital wing.
“Yeah. It’s almost as if I’ve lived this whole thing before,” Harry answered.
Off to the side, Albus, Minerva, and Severus stood talking quietly. The three Professors had come running out of the Great Hall when they heard Hermione’s scream. They found Harry and Susan kneeling beside Hermione and Draco frozen half way down the stairs.
“What did Mr. Malfoy say?” Albus asked.
“He admitted to pushing Miss Granger. He says he didn’t mean to push her down the stairs. Mr. Potter and Miss Bones confirm that it was an accident,” Severus answered.
“Accident or not, I recommend that he be suspended for a month,” Minerva said.
“Agreed,” Severus nodded.
Albus looked over just as Harry and Susan jumped to their feet. He turned his head and saw why, Poppy was approaching. He, Severus, and Minerva walked over to Harry and Susan.
“How is she Madame Pomfrey?” Harry demanded.
“She’s in a bit of a rough spot I’m afraid. Her right arm was broken, three ribs broken, some mild internal bleeding, and her left ankle broken. She was lucky not to have broken her neck. Her worst injury was the cut to the back of her head. She’s unconscious at the moment and I expect her to remain so for at least a week,” Poppy reported.
“She’s going to be okay isn’t she?” Susan questioned worriedly.
“After she wakes up and has two weeks of rest, yes. She will make a full recovery,” Poppy said.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Like Harry and Susan, Severus two felt a strong feeling of déjà vu about the accident. After Poppy shooed them out and he got away from Albus and Minerva, Severus made a beeline for the Chamber of Secrets. He couldn’t explain it, but he had a feeling that the answers he was seeking, may very well rest in the chamber.
T.B.C
Chapter 2
Harry sat with Ron, Ginny, Susan, and Hermione in the library studying. During their fifth year, Ron and Harry began to buckle down on their studies. Their grades had greatly improved. Mostly impart to Hermione’s intense study schedules.
“So, you sleeping any better Mione?” Ron asked.
“No. These dreams are getting more and more complicated,” Hermione sighed.
“Are you talking about those dreams you told me about a month ago by the lake?” Susan inquired.
“The very same,” Hermione nodded.
“Maybe you should speak to Professor McGonagall. Or even Professor Trelawney,” Ginny suggested.
“No. Professor McGonagall is busy enough with helping the Headmaster. As for Trelawney …I’d rather gouge out my eyes,” They all laughed, knowing Hermione’s distain for the Divination Professor. “I think I’ll just check out a few books and do some research on my own,” she said.
The others watched as Hermione got up from the table and headed for Madame Pince’s desk. A few moments later, Hermione disappeared into the row of bookshelves. Hermione quickly found the section she was looking for. She began pouring over titles, periodically pulling a book off the shelf that looked promising.
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Severus sat in his study looking over books about dreams. He didn’t fully believe that dreams held any purpose other than to help a person deal with their thoughts and fantasies, but these dreams were different.
If he had to guess, he would say his dreams were more like memories. He sat back in his chair and let out a frustrated groan. It been a month since the dreams began and he was no closer to figuring out what they meant. At that moment, there was a knock on the door and Albus entered the room.
“Do you have a moment Severus?”
"Of course Albus. What do you need?”
“Well, you know more about the history of Salazar Slytherin better than anyone. Was there some other reason for him leaving the school?”
“Well, there was a rumor that he was kicked out because of a woman. Of course when he left, he left most of his possessions behind. Unfortunately, his possessions have yet to be found. Why do you ask?”
“Well, I came across a journal belonging to Rowena Ravenclaw some years ago. Her journal leads me to believe that the history of the founders we know may not be the entire truth,”
Severus fell silent. Albus just sat across from his potions master and studied him. His blue eyes twinkling like mad as he saw a flicker of recognition at the mention of the journal.
“So, you think that Rowena was either the so called woman or she at least knew about it?” Severus asked.
“It would appear that way. Well, I had better go. Thank you for your input,” Albus answered.
“Any time,” Severus said, now more convinced his theory about his dreams were correct.
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Hermione, Harry, and Susan were leaving the library later that evening when things took an ugly turn. They had just enough time to drop off their books and study materials before meeting up with Ron and Ginny at dinner.
“Did you find enough books?” Harry laughed as they climbed the main stairwell.
“I hope so,” Hermione smiled.
“Well, well. Look what we have here,” Draco sneered as they three reached the top of the staircase.
“What do you want Malfoy?” Harry asked heatedly.
“Too bad you refuse to stop hanging around riff raff like this,” Draco said, nodding to Hermione and Susan.
“When are you going to grow up?” Hermione sighed.
Before anyone could blink, Draco shoved Hermione. She lost her footing and began falling down the stairs. All Harry, Susan, and Draco could do was watch her tumble head over heels down the stone steps in shock. Hermione’s screams echoing through the main hall.
“Hermione!” Susan and Harry cried as they hurried down the stairs to where Hermione now lay unmoving.
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“Harry, does this whole thing feel familiar somehow?” Susan asked as she and Harry sat in the hospital wing.
“Yeah. It’s almost as if I’ve lived this whole thing before,” Harry answered.
Off to the side, Albus, Minerva, and Severus stood talking quietly. The three Professors had come running out of the Great Hall when they heard Hermione’s scream. They found Harry and Susan kneeling beside Hermione and Draco frozen half way down the stairs.
“What did Mr. Malfoy say?” Albus asked.
“He admitted to pushing Miss Granger. He says he didn’t mean to push her down the stairs. Mr. Potter and Miss Bones confirm that it was an accident,” Severus answered.
“Accident or not, I recommend that he be suspended for a month,” Minerva said.
“Agreed,” Severus nodded.
Albus looked over just as Harry and Susan jumped to their feet. He turned his head and saw why, Poppy was approaching. He, Severus, and Minerva walked over to Harry and Susan.
“How is she Madame Pomfrey?” Harry demanded.
“She’s in a bit of a rough spot I’m afraid. Her right arm was broken, three ribs broken, some mild internal bleeding, and her left ankle broken. She was lucky not to have broken her neck. Her worst injury was the cut to the back of her head. She’s unconscious at the moment and I expect her to remain so for at least a week,” Poppy reported.
“She’s going to be okay isn’t she?” Susan questioned worriedly.
“After she wakes up and has two weeks of rest, yes. She will make a full recovery,” Poppy said.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Like Harry and Susan, Severus two felt a strong feeling of déjà vu about the accident. After Poppy shooed them out and he got away from Albus and Minerva, Severus made a beeline for the Chamber of Secrets. He couldn’t explain it, but he had a feeling that the answers he was seeking, may very well rest in the chamber.
T.B.C