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Insomnia

By: marsmodellover
folder Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 13
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters from the books or the movies. That privilege belongs to the gracious J.K. Rowling. I do not make any money from writing of this story. Again, that privilege belongs to the gracious J.K. Row
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Realizations and Revelations

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters from the books or the movies. That privilege belongs to the gracious J.K. Rowling. I do not make any money from writing of this story. Again, that privilege belongs to the gracious J.K. Rowling.

Melstewarthm: Thank you for the review and for that comforting person, you will just have to see J

Irritable-Grizzly69: Thanks, I tried not to make it so disturbing bcuz I adore Snape too much

Realizations and Revelations

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“Dear Gods, what have I done?”

Snape shakily stood up. Standing up did not help him though because that position only made things worse. He had a better view of what he had done to her. Blood was everywhere. It was trickling from her mouth onto her left cheek. Some of it was escaping from her wrists. Most of all, the red liquid had coated her thighs. He could not stand it. “Finite Incantatem!” Snape shouted. The ropes that had bound Hermione had disappeared and the silencing spell that silenced the room had lifted. Her arms automatically dropped to her sides and the blood from her wrists smeared the green and silver sheets. Snape paled and turned to a connecting door. When he came back, he held a dark green sheet. Working quickly, Snape removed Hermione’s socks and shoes, then covered her with the sheet. Gently as his situation deemed it, he picked up Hermione bridal styled, and ran to Madame Pomfrey, praying he would make it in time.

Madame Poppy Pomfrey was sleeping soundly when she heard a great deal of noise coming from the Hospital Wing. She had fixed a first year’s broken arm, which was injured due to unknown reasons. In addition, she had just confronted seven students asking for Diarrhea Draughts only a few hours ago. “Who is that in this late night?” Poppy muttered to herself. Still dressed in her nightgown, Poppy grabbed her wand and walked through the short hallway that connected her private rooms to the Hospital Wing. When she emerged, she was shocked to see Severus Snape. “Severus what are doing here?” Poppy asked. “Poppy, are you blind? Can’t you see that Miss Granger is in need of medical attention?” Snape roared as he gently placed Hermione on a vacant cot. “Miss Granger?” Poppy asked as she walked over to inspect her. When she pulled the covers away, Poppy gasped at the sight of her ward. “Severus, who would do such a thing to her?” Poppy asked. Snape turned and walked towards the door he had just come in. Before leaving, he turned around and said, “A monster, Poppy. A cruel and heartless monster.”

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Albus Dumbledore was wide-awake when Snape had barged into the Headmaster’s office. Knowing full well that the old coot was up, Snape sat in the scarlet chair that faced the headmaster. The headmaster picked up two purple, circular shaped objects from a silver platter and popped them both into his mouth. “Oh, I’m terribly sorry, Sweetheart, Severus?” Snape didn’t respond so Dumbledore continued. “I was in Muggle London when I came across these sweets. They’re quite tasty if I do say so myself.” Snape looked confused. “My god, its four o’clock in the bloody morning and you’re sucking on candy? “ Dumbledore’s eyes twinkled. “One must enjoy life’s little treasures.” Snape snorted at this statement. “I have no time to flutter on useless objects.” Dumbledore chuckled. “So what brings you here in the dawning hours of the morning, Severus?” Snape hunched down in his seat and pain etched his facial features before he spoke. “In a couple of hours, I have ruined the lives of two people. Neither can be erased from my mind, Albus.” The twinkle that had brightened the Headmaster’s blue eyes had suddenly dimmed. In a serious tone, Dumbledore spoke. “What was it Severus?” Snape suddenly stood and began to pace the office, wishing there was any way he could explain this easier. After a couple of minutes of pacing, Snape suddenly sat back down in the chair. Sighing heavily, Snape spoke. “I abused and raped two young girls tonight.”

The headmaster closed his eyes for a moment and reopened them slowly. “Did Tom host another revel?” Dumbledore asked. “Yes he did. The sick bastard forced me to take that young girl, right in front of him. She pleaded for me to end her life and I plainly obliged.” Snape was in pain, not physically but emotionally. He still recalled seeing that unfortunate girl’s face, forever etched in his mind. Dumbledore’s voice snapped Snape out from his nightmare. “The other one?” “The other one is lying in a hospital bed in the Infirmary!” Snape roared, abruptly standing up from his chair. “Miss Granger is lying in the hospital wing with wounds I don’t remember inflicting upon her!”

Dumbledore calmly sat in his chair, waiting patiently for the man to calm down. When Snape finally sat back down, Dumbledore spoke. “Severus, my boy. Who do you think cast the unforgivable upon you?” “I don’t know, you old coot. I wouldn’t be here if I knew that, now would I? Thanks to being your spy and his spy, I have plenty of enemies in stock.” Snape growled. Dumbledore merely smiled. “When Miss Granger has recovered I need you to do something that is of the utmost importance. Until then, find out all you can about your attacker.” Snape stood up and headed towards the door. Before he left he asked “Should I tell Voldermort about this incident?” Dumbledore smiled and spoke, “Yes of course, Tom still needs to think you are on his side.”

When Snape closed the door behind him, Dumbledore stood up. His robes swished as he turned to his right. A white flash appeared and Fawkes, his scarlet phoenix, landed on his shoulder. “Well Fawkes, I think things are about to get interesting, don’t you?” Dumbledore asked. The scarlet phoenix replied with a loud, beautiful cry. The scarlet phoenix flew from his master’s shoulder and with another white flash, it disappeared.
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