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Adult ++
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79
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Escaping Hogwarts 3
Sheherazade: Things are going to get a lot darker. But there will still be romantic outings between Snape and Valerie, but not for awhile.
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Continuation of…
Chapter Thirty-one: Escaping Hogwarts
After Valerie had reported to Snape about the success with the task he dismissed her. Much later, Snape left his study, traipsing down the lonely corridors in the wee hours of the morning. He had a purpose he needed to fulfill. He thought it best rather sooner than later. To him, Ginny and Neville were like sitting ducks inside that hospital wing. The Carrows could seize them at any moment.
Disillusioned, and yet as quietly as he could, as being invisible does not stop one from being solid, Snape opened the door into the hospital wing. Before he could do what he intended to do, he thought he must check on Madam Pomfrey first. He went through a back door and into a tiny sitting room slash desk room. The woman was snoozing peaceably on a thick cot.
And Snape went back into the main room; his wand lit searching for the correct bed. There were two beds with curtains both drawn around them. Hastily, he moved over to them, wand poised.
First he went to Ginny and knocked her unconscious with a spell from his wand. He proceeded to open Neville’s curtains and silenced him in the same methodical way.
Snape whirled around to face Ginny’s bed again. He saw that the girl had indeed broken her ankle. He checked the bottle of Skele-gro on the nightstand. Since it had been nearly a day, he figured the bones would be healed by late tomorrow morning.
He surmised it would be a long process that took much of his concentration when he saw the extent of damage caused by the acromantula fangs. Snape continued to linger, staring over Ginny's inert frame curled up under the wool blankets. He felt a fleeting sense of compassion, now regreting that he made them go into the Forest. He had not wanted them to be inured. Quite the contrary, he now, in the present moment wanted to save their lives.
Snape held his wand against each wound muttering a song-like incantation in Latin. The wounds covered places from Ginny’s neck, arms, and back and so, it took a long time to finish. Each wound must be healed separately.
Neville was next, and Snape repaired his wounds as well, thus closing them too. Done with the job, he closed the curtains and as quietly as he had came in, Snape swept away. He wished they could know what he had done for them, especially Neville. Snape felt a pang of sadness, knowing how it was almost certainly true that nobody would ever know how much he had helped them. Nobody would ever appreciate his services...
*
The next morning the sun had long since risen when Ginny and Neville had finally awakened. Madam Pomfrey came back into the room, rushing to give them their next dosage.
“Wait - Madam Pomfrey I don’t think you need us here anymore-,” said Neville.
“Of course you must stay. You’ll forget to take it at the correct time intervals!”
“No – We’re completely cured. Madam Pomfrey, look!” said Ginny brightly.
Finally Madam Pomfrey turned around from where she had been rummaging through the drawers, getting the supplies out.
“That cannot possibly be true. The bites take a full week to heal. It is too dangerous for me to do through the advanced magic. If something goes wrong the damage will be fatal…What?”
Madam Pomfrey knelt closer over Ginny’s bed and upon further inspection noted, “You’re free to leave. You’ve obviously got a friend somewhere…Someone who’s a better healer than I!”
Neville bounced out of bed and hurried to cram his things into his bags and be off. Ginny followed suit. Neither of them really thought twice about whom it could be. They figured it was probably somebody in the school, somebody who was resisting the regime, but they would never in their wildest dreams guess it to be Headmaster Snape!
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Continuation of…
Chapter Thirty-one: Escaping Hogwarts
After Valerie had reported to Snape about the success with the task he dismissed her. Much later, Snape left his study, traipsing down the lonely corridors in the wee hours of the morning. He had a purpose he needed to fulfill. He thought it best rather sooner than later. To him, Ginny and Neville were like sitting ducks inside that hospital wing. The Carrows could seize them at any moment.
Disillusioned, and yet as quietly as he could, as being invisible does not stop one from being solid, Snape opened the door into the hospital wing. Before he could do what he intended to do, he thought he must check on Madam Pomfrey first. He went through a back door and into a tiny sitting room slash desk room. The woman was snoozing peaceably on a thick cot.
And Snape went back into the main room; his wand lit searching for the correct bed. There were two beds with curtains both drawn around them. Hastily, he moved over to them, wand poised.
First he went to Ginny and knocked her unconscious with a spell from his wand. He proceeded to open Neville’s curtains and silenced him in the same methodical way.
Snape whirled around to face Ginny’s bed again. He saw that the girl had indeed broken her ankle. He checked the bottle of Skele-gro on the nightstand. Since it had been nearly a day, he figured the bones would be healed by late tomorrow morning.
He surmised it would be a long process that took much of his concentration when he saw the extent of damage caused by the acromantula fangs. Snape continued to linger, staring over Ginny's inert frame curled up under the wool blankets. He felt a fleeting sense of compassion, now regreting that he made them go into the Forest. He had not wanted them to be inured. Quite the contrary, he now, in the present moment wanted to save their lives.
Snape held his wand against each wound muttering a song-like incantation in Latin. The wounds covered places from Ginny’s neck, arms, and back and so, it took a long time to finish. Each wound must be healed separately.
Neville was next, and Snape repaired his wounds as well, thus closing them too. Done with the job, he closed the curtains and as quietly as he had came in, Snape swept away. He wished they could know what he had done for them, especially Neville. Snape felt a pang of sadness, knowing how it was almost certainly true that nobody would ever know how much he had helped them. Nobody would ever appreciate his services...
*
The next morning the sun had long since risen when Ginny and Neville had finally awakened. Madam Pomfrey came back into the room, rushing to give them their next dosage.
“Wait - Madam Pomfrey I don’t think you need us here anymore-,” said Neville.
“Of course you must stay. You’ll forget to take it at the correct time intervals!”
“No – We’re completely cured. Madam Pomfrey, look!” said Ginny brightly.
Finally Madam Pomfrey turned around from where she had been rummaging through the drawers, getting the supplies out.
“That cannot possibly be true. The bites take a full week to heal. It is too dangerous for me to do through the advanced magic. If something goes wrong the damage will be fatal…What?”
Madam Pomfrey knelt closer over Ginny’s bed and upon further inspection noted, “You’re free to leave. You’ve obviously got a friend somewhere…Someone who’s a better healer than I!”
Neville bounced out of bed and hurried to cram his things into his bags and be off. Ginny followed suit. Neither of them really thought twice about whom it could be. They figured it was probably somebody in the school, somebody who was resisting the regime, but they would never in their wildest dreams guess it to be Headmaster Snape!
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