What t brt brings

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Chapter six.

“Mmmm…” thought Hermione, snuggling deeper into the warm and soft bed.
“Perhaps it was all a dream, I’ll wake up in my bedroom and my parents would have made up…” these hopeful thoughts were brought to a halt when a sharp pain shot up her body, from the lower part, making her cry out and realise that it was not a dream.
“Child…” began a deep velvety voice; making her open her eyes and fear to shoot through her.
“Are you in pain Miss Granger?” asks Snape softly.
Hermioneit jit jumpy from him being there can only nod, her eyes wide.
“Please child, do not be afraid of me, I mean you no harm…” and after that declaration Hermione relaxes slightly.
“Now where does it hurt child?” he gently finishes.
“Umm…” and she blushes profusely.
“Ah, I see, well wait one moment while I fetch Madame Pomfrey.” Comes his slightly embarrassed reply.
He goes to walk away when Hermione, afraid to be alone, starts to panic; she makes a fearful noise in the back of her throat and calls,
“Please professor, don’t go…”
Snape slowly turns back to see Hermione in tears,
“Please, please don’t leave me on my own…” she says between sobs,
“I’m afraid.” And with that she breaks down completely, when she thinks he won’t come, and has left her alone, a comforting arm hesitantly encircles her shoulder.
“Shhh child, I’m not leaving…” with that response, Hermione curls up to his chest, startling Snape as to why this girl would even look at him let alone touch him completely.
“Let me get Poppy for you…” he starts gently, once her sobs have subsided somewhat.
“I-I know why you did it…” she begins hesitantly. Startling Snape, that she should broach the subject so soon. He realises that there is a lot more too Hermione Granger than he originally thought.
“We-we would have died wouldn’t we?” she asks, looking straight into his deep, onyx eyes with her warm chocolate ones.
“Yes child, that we would…”he answers truthfully, not breaking eye contact, his pride preventing him from saying that he is sorry.
“Then… I forgive you.”
Shock evident on his features, he opens his mouth to reply, when Madame Pomfrey enters the infirmary and seeing that Hermione is awake she rushes over.
“Hermione dear, what are you doing awake? You should be resting, you need to regain you’re strength, and what do you think you are doing Severus? You should know not to over excite the poor girl…” she says rather harshly.
With a more gentle voice she turns back to Hermione, who was still locked in Snape’s arms protectively, shocking the kindly Matron, seeing Severus Snape acting so gentlemanly.
“Hermione, I need to examine you dear, see if everything is alright…”
“She’s not an imbecile woman, don’t treat her as one, you talk to her as if she were a child…” he says, shocking himself as to why, all of a sudden he is protective of the girl, who is now his.
“A child she is Severus, and a very sick one, I am the Matron you are the Potions Master, she is my patient…” she replies defensively. While Hermione looks on in fear, because of the noise level making her nerves jump, she startles herself with a feeling that she only wants to be back in Snape’s embrace, her rapists embrace. She also looks on in amazement, hearing Snape call her anything other than a child is a shock to anyone.
“Not any longer…” the argument continues.
“She is no longer you’re concern but mine…” says Snape viciously.
“And what makes you think that Severus because the last I checked, you hadn’t become a healer…”
“She is my concern…” he begins, raising his voice above that of Poppy Pomfrey’s.
“Please stop…” comes the small and frightened voice of Hermione, which is not heard.
“She is my concern, because she is mine!”
With that shocking revelation all goes quiet. The two adults look at each other, glaring, when a whimper brings reality crashing down, they both look back to the bed only to find that Hermione was gone.
“Hermione…” they both cry simultaneously, looking around the ward, their eyes stop on a heart-breaking picture, Hermione curled into the arms of the Headmaster, crying softly and visibly shaking.
Albus Dumbledore had entered the hospital wing to find the two of them arguing and completely ignoring the source of the argument, who was sitting in a tight ball on the floor, having retreated out of fear, behind them, he had immediately crossed the room to engulf Hermione in a comforting hug, she instantly curled to his chest seeking warmth, protection and love.
Dumbledore watched in alarm as the adults fought, then look around in worry for the sobbing girl in his arms.
“Albus…” began the two together.
“Hermione…” they repeated, while Snape stepped forward, but stopped when Hermione flinched.
“I am ashamed of you both, how could you ignore this poor girl, I found her sobbing her heart out on the floor, I have never been more ashamed of two of my professors before…” he said gently but with a hint of steel behind his words.
“Albus we’re sorry, we didn’t know…”
“That, Poppy, is not the point, you should not have been fighting when Hermione was here anyway.”
With that he picked Hermione off of the floor and helped her get back into bed.
“There now child, how are you feeling?” he asked gently.
“I-it hurts a bit, but other than that, I’m fine…” she said quietly.
“Okay child, when Poppy has you more comfortable, I would like you to come to my office with Severus, I know you have just awoke from a terrible ordeal, but the sooner the better I say, so then you can rest.” He then adds a fact to try and entice her into regaining control of her life, his eyes twinkling behind his half moon spectacles.
“Messrs Potter and Weasley are here my dear, would you like me to tell them that you are also?” from her fearful expression he gathers that the time is not yet right.
“No? Okay, but they are awfully worried that they can’t seem to contact you, but I will wait, for you. I will see the two of you shortly.” With a fond smile at Hermione and a nod of the head to both Pomfrey and Snape the Headmaster leaves.

An hour later, Hermione is dressed and no longer in pain although she is silent.
Both her and Snape step off of the moving staircase leading to Dumbledore’s office, Snape giving covert worried glances to the top of her head, wishing that this morning’s fight with the Matron had not happened.
“Ah. Severus, Hermione, please do come in…”
With that, the large wooden doors open, leading to a circular room and both Snape and Hermione step through to discuss the impending future between them.

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