Stories to be Told

Hermione’s eyes fluttered open, to the cold, dark room. She looked around for a moment, realizing she was in Snape’s chambers again. She laid there, remembering the events from last night and the night before. She felt so sad, and helpless.

Hermione decided she wanted to get out of the chambers, not really sure what she was going to do or where she was going to go. She sat up slowly and lifted herself off the bed. Letting her eyes adjust for a moment, she started to walk towards the door. She spotted Snape asleep on the recliner. She stopped, unsure of what to do. Deciding that there was enough space to get by him, she just had to be quiet about it.
Slowly and quietly she walked towards the door, Snape hadn’t moved or made a sound, so she thought she was in the clear. Hermione reached for the door handle, but she jumped when she felt someone grab her arm.

“Ms Granger, shall you inform me of what you think you are doing?” Snape questioned.

“G-Going to the bathroom, sir” Hermione said in a squeaky voice.

“There is a bathroom on the other side of the room, as you know since you occupied it yesterday morning”, Snape said.

Hermione turned the doorknob, “I want to go for a walk.”

Snape tightened his grip on her arm and pulled it away from the door, “I do not believe that is in your best interest.”

“Just let me go”, she whispered. Snape got up from his chair, still holding onto her arm, escorting her back to the bed.

“Today is not the day for you to be wandering around, and I believe there is a conversation you and I still need to have.” Snape said, in a stern but caring voice. Hermione sat on the side of the bed, staring off into space.
Snape spoke up, “I’m summoning a house elf to bring down breakfast.”

“I’m not hungry”, Hermione replied, still staring at nothing.

“Ms Granger, did you even eat yesterday?” Snape asked while watching her.

“No”, she said shortly.

Snape sat down beside her, “I will not have you do this to yourself.”

“Just let me die, I want to die”, Hermione whispered.

Snape put an arm around her shoulders, “I will do no such thing, for such a smart person, you are saying some pretty stupid things.”

Neither one of them spoke for a while. They just sat there, Snape was gently stroking her arm and shoulder. They heard the house elf pop into the other room.

“I shall return in a moment, I do request that you eat something”, Snape said walking out of the room. Hermione thought for a moment, if she could stun Snape when he came back in the room, she could leave. She looked around, and was unable to find her wand. Snape came back in and conjured a table and chairs and sat the breakfast down.

“Where is my wand?” Hermione asked.

“It’s in a safe place, come over here and have a seat.” he replied, sitting down.

“I want my wand!” she said, becoming angry.

“You are unable to use magic in my chambers Ms Granger, I put the charm in place last night.” he said.

“But you just used magic”, she said.

Snape was getting annoyed, “You are the only one unable to do magic in here.”

Hermione became infuriated, “GIVE ME MY WAND NOW!”

“Why, so you can try and do harm to yourself again?” Snape bit back. Hermione’s face turned several shades of red, then she lunged at Snape. She knocked him out of his chair, and together they fell backwards onto the floor.

“MS GRANGER!” Snape yelled angrily.

“GIVE ME YOUR WAND!” she yelled back at him. Hermione was able to reach into his robes and grab his wand. She pushed herself off of Snape and darted for the door.

Snape pointed at the door, it shut and locked itself. Hermione started yelling out spells and flicking Snape’s wand toward the door, but nothing happened. She screamed in frustration.

Snape stood up and walked towards Hermione, he was quite angry but trying to control his temper, “Ms Granger, my wand. Now.”

“NO!” Hermione screamed at him. The wand flew out of Hermione’s hands and back to Snape, which he then tucked
back into his robes.

She screamed and lunged at him again, backing him into the wall. She was pounding her fists on his chest, “Why are you doing this to me,” She began to cry, “why is this happening!” Snape put his arms around her and pressed her into his chest, to stop her from pounding on him. She gave in and cried into his chest. Snape slide down the wall so they were sitting on the floor, he was still holding her.

He slowly stroked her head, running his fingers through her hair. She seemed to cry for ages. He could tell by the slowing of her breathing that she was drifting off to sleep.

“Hermione, you must know that so many people care for you in this world and the muggle world, there is no need for you to try and harm yourself. I will help you though this”, Snape whispered into her ear, still running his hand through her hair. Hermione tightened the grip on Snape’s robes and allowed herself to fall asleep. He waited for a few moments to make sure she was fully asleep, then placed her in bed. He watched her then stroked her cheek. After a moment, Snape got up and placed a charm on the room, so he could hear everything that went on in there, and walked out into his living room.

“Having a little trouble, my dear boy?” Dumbledore spoke from the couch.

“How long have you been here?” Snape asked, pouring himself some fire whiskey.

“I was here from the beginning of the little situation, I just stayed out here because I was afraid Ms Granger would become more overwhelmed if I entered the room,” Dumbledore said. Snape nodded, drinking more whiskey.

“You handled that very well, I believe Ms Granger is bringing out a softer side in you.” Dumbledore said, smiling. Snape just gave him a look and downed his whiskey.

Then Snape finally spoke up, “She seems to be very vulnerable, and refuses to eat”.

“Yes, I heard, give her a little time Severus, I believe she will open up to you and let you help her,” Dumbledore said, standing. “Here are Ms. Grangers lessons, but I would wait a few days before giving them to her.”

Snape took the lessons, “Who is taking over my classes?” he asked.

“I believe I am for the time being, I need to get going,” Dumbledore said as he walked to the door. “I will be back later on this evening, perhaps to have a conversation with Ms Granger.”
Dumbledore opened the door, finding Ron and Harry standing outside.

“Can we see Hermione”, Harry questioned.

“And how did you two Gryffindor’s manage to find my chambers?” Snape questioned smoothly. They both just stared and said nothing. Before Snape could speak, Dumbledore spoke up,

“She is resting boys; I believe it will be a few days before you will be able to see her.”
“If she survives that long down here with the greasy gi..”, Ron trailed off when he saw Snape’s piercing stare directed at him.

“Ah, boys, she is in very good hands, I can assure you of that.” Dumbledore said, leading the two boys down the hallway.

Snape walked through his living room and into the bedroom where Hermione was. She was still sound asleep. Snape decided he would get some rest, realizing it was going to be a long process. He conjured the recliner back in front of the door, took a seat, and felt his eyes becoming heavy again.