Triads born from ashes

Standard and general disclaimer: Just a quick not that I am not the original creator of the Harry Potter series. Not even remotely connected with JK Rowling or WB productions that produce the Harry Potter movies.

Warning! This story will contain SEX! Mentions of beatings and brutal rapes (not described in detail), mentions of battles and attacks over the world (not described in detail).

A warning must be acknowledged that the female characters of Harry Potter series will be writing along with two wizards at all times. Expect detailed descriptions of sexual acts, expect sex acts between males with a female either watching or participating in sex act.

No wipes or chains but bondage yes, slight spanking but more of flirting with females or males. Oral sex, some anal sex, vaginal sex, kissing and anything else I can come up with.

Chapter six: Triads born from ashes

Her first conscious thought that something was right instead of wrong was that she wasn’t cold anymore. She felt warm from her toes to her head. The second thought that her skin didn’t itch like mad and it didn’t burn or throb as before. She felt warm and comfortable that’s what she decided. Warm and comfortable, it was such a nice sensation that she snuggled down into the feeling going through the times in her memory were she felt this way. She remembered when she was younger her father and her would snuggle into the couch with a blanket over them as he read to her from her favorite story book. Her father always would change the pitch of his voice for the characters in the story. Sometimes when he was reading as a child she could point out to him after a bit when he wasn’t using the right type of voice.

Giggling “That’s not his voice daddy” the girl said to him.

Bending down Michael kissed the top of her head “that’s alright poppet, he went through a voice change operation”

Poppet, that’s what her father called her when she was a child. Poppet. Another memory of her childhood came to her standing on a stool next to her mother watching as her mother cut vegetables for dinner.

Bending down ‘give me a mooch’ the women said eyes dancing to the little girl looking over the counter.

Another memory of her father holding onto her hands her little feet over his as he slowly danced around the room to the music on the radio. “Theres my little dancing star” the father sang to her. Dancing star and poppet, they called her that.

Another memory of her mother helping her to learn her numbers using carrot sticks as they counted. Or eating the carrot sticks to learn how to subtract numbers. She loved carrot sticks she remembered.

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Coming into the infirmary Harry and Ron sat by Hermione reading from some books they brought in with them. Opening the book Ron read from it talking about the tale of the little boy who found the magical box.

While Ron read to Hermione Harry was quietly going over the notes he had taken putting them into Order. Poppy came back a few minutes later and Ron and Harry helped her to administer more Potions she had to give to help rid the infections Hermione had.

Looking up “How much more does she have to have of that.” Harry asked pointing to the vial.

“Not much long really, we’ve decided to give her the basic cleansing Potion now. With only two more doses left I can start lifting the breathing and heart Charms.” She told him.

Relieved Harry turned to Hermione “Hear that Hermione! Your getting better” he said to her smiling then kissing her cheek.

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Her mother always insisted that girls need a night out so Hermione and Helen once a week would go out dressed up and eat at a fancy restaurant of her choice. Afterwards her mother would have a surprise for her, either a movie or taking her to the jungle gym in the park were Helen would kick off her shoes and join Hermione crawling and climbing. Hermione remembered once when another boy came running up the walkway had bumped into her knocking her off the side. Falling through the air Hermione screamed out her terror to only be surprised when she found herself floating in the air. It was like Magic she later told her mother. Magic…

Little girl all dressed up in her new robes watched as her parents waved goodbye, her mother’s lips quivering. As the train moved Hermione waved and waved to them, there faces getting smaller and smaller. After she couldn’t see them anymore Hermione turned around and went into the train car where her trunk was at. Another boy had come in and she sat down introducing herself.

“My name is Hermione Granger.” She said.

The chubby boy looked up “Neville Longbottom, this is my toad Trevor.” He said holding out his hand. But the toad was not there, disappointed Neville got up searching for the toad. Getting up herself Hermione helped to find the toad for him. Since she couldn’t see the toad in the car she got up and walked around gamely calling out for the amphibian. Peaking in some cars she bravely asked a few if they seen a toad, when they gave a negative answer she closed the door going on her way.

It was the last car when she spotted two boys sitting together. Opening the door “Have you two seen a toad? A boy named Neville lost his…oh your doing Magic…” and that was how she met Harry Potter and Ron Weasley two most annoying boys in her year.

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“Well that’s the last one Albus, it’s up to her now” Poppy said setting down the vial. “When she wakes up I’ll have a better knowledge of how far she has to go, but truthfully, I don’t think she’ll have that much to do afterwards.” Privately wondering if Hermione would wake up at all. It had been a couple of weeks since she took off the stasis spell and there hadn’t been any change in her status since then.

Soothing the Mediwitch “I have every faith that Miss Granger will pull though” Albus told her.

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Annoyed and bemused “Did you kiss her?” Hermione asked Harry after the defense meeting.

“Well yeah…” Harry admitted.

“How did it feel?” Ron asked. Hermione rolled her eyes, boys.

After a minute “Wet” Harry said. Hermione had to bit her lip hearing that. Wet, just what the heck did those two do for the kiss to be wet?

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“Alright Hermione you need to wake up girl, your missing all the fun. Yesterday all the male students went into Hogsmeade helping the towns folk clean up. Harry and Ron were working on the owl post office when Fred and George popped up brining with them several empty crates to toss the trash in. Well while Harry and Ron were tossing trash in Fred and George were tossing them right back out to the pile Harry and Ron were working on.” Remus said to her sniggering “While this was going on Jennifer and Draco saw this happening and called the others attention to it. So here is everyone from Hogwarts and the towns folk watching as Harry and Ron tossed everything from that pile into the crates, then Fred and George banish them back into that pile not once lowering the pile. Finally after Ron had thrown this particular mangled Wood away three times that’s when he finally looked up seeing what his brothers where doing.” Remus broke off again laughing out right now. “Harry and Ron yelled so loud then chased Fred and George around the town. Mean time Draco and Jennifer calmly went to the piled than banished it into the crates quickly. By the time when they returned sweaty and disheveled from chasing the twins that pile was long gone.”

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Smiling as she walked down the halls of Durmstrang she nodded at a few professors as she headed for the dinning room. The day before they celebrated Halloween and Hermione got to experience the difference from Hogwarts usual ghost and dancing skeleton routine.

“Have you finished that essay in Transfiguration yet hermoninny? Nicholi asked her. Several students along with the professors still had trouble pronouncing her name; usually they just called her Granger since it was easier for them.

“Yes Nicholi I did, need some help?” she offered. The boy reminded her of Neville.

“Please” he said relieved. Since she came to the school his grades had raised along with his confidence she helped him find. Reading through it as she ate Hermione made several notes as she went pointing out areas that needed to be worked on.

During Charms class that day the Professor was starting the students on the patronus charm. “Now class, this charm was developed to combat Lethifolds and later found to be helpful when around dementors.” He started giving them the background information.

Blushing a bit Hermione raised her arm when he asked for a volunteer. “Now Miss Granger to achieve this spell…”

“Professor Nostrum I already know how to do this one” Hermione admitted to him.

Taken back “My dear this is an advanced charm” he sputtered.

Nodding her head Hermione head out her wand and thinking of the good times she had with Harry and Ron laughing and joking “Expecto Patronum!” she called out, a surreal otter came from her wand to dance and chitter around her feet as the Charms Professor gasped and clapped at her. “Well done!” he called out.

“Your Professor Flitwick is a marvelous man…” he started but stopped when he saw her shaking her head.

“Harry taught me and the rest this one last year…” she mumbled to him while not wanting to put down her old teacher she wanted to give Harry his due.

Cocking his head “The rest…oh that club you told me about…really he knew how to do this?” he asked in disbelief.

Nodding her head she gave a short version of what happened during there third year, after that the Professor had Hermione help him to teach the rest of the students the charm. Hermione would go through each of the boys helping them to decide on which was the best good memory for them to use. She gave an example of Harry using his first experience of flying on a broom that gave them an idea to use.

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“Ok girl its time for your weekly beauty treatment” Lavender singed to her humming while the rest of the girls gathered around setting out vials and tubes of creams and lotions to use on there skins or facial creams Lavender created.

“Now remember only use this scrub once a week Pansy, any more than that we found causes your skin to stretch a bit more than needed.” Pavarotti advised as she spread the scrub on Pansy to teach her the best method of applying the scrub.

“Oh don’t worry I won’t. Have to say that I’m mighty pleased with the results so far and this is the second or third time I think?” shaking her head “I’m more pleased that I haven’t had a break out of pimples even more.”

Madam Pomfrey standing beside them watching and going over the recipe they created on there own, Poppy only nodded her head with the directions they gave the rest. “I have to say your right ladies, and I’m very curious about your methods of finding out these results.” She admitted.

“Ginny if you look in my book bag you’ll find all my research I’ve gone through and some of my notes.” Lavender told her not taking her eyes off Hermione as she applied the scrub also. This scrub that she created was the one she used on her when the Mediwitch was ready to scrap off the dead and charred skin that Hermione had.

Going over them Poppy sat back with the scrub also on her face that Lavender talked her into getting. While she normally didn’t splurge in this kind of stuff, she had to admit that she liked the effects so far. “If you don’t mind I would like to owl these off to a friend who works at St. Mungo's, Martha Bloomrich has been working in the burn victim wards for years as head Healer. I’m curious to see what she would think of this.” Poppy admitted. Lavender and Pavarotti only stilled for a minute then nodded there heads eyes gleaming with happiness.

Ginny was at Hermione’s feet gently rubbing the lotions into her skin helping the circulation also. “Have to say Lavender that that scrub is working wonders for me also” she told her.

“With fairer skin such as yours a different ingredient has to be subtracted. Instead of just using aloe, I’ve made this paste of lemons and collagen that’s more able to absorb or sluff off the dead skin leaving more moisture than the other would.” She explained.

“Lemons? You used lemons?” Poppy asked laughing a bit.

Nodding her head “Yes the citric acid in the fruit is better for breaking down the built up dead skin that aloe is, aloe would only spread on fairer skin, but lemons would actually remove it.”

Thinking it over Poppy had to marvel at the unique ways of looking at it.

“Well if I would have known that years ago I would have planted a lemon tree.” Molly quipped she herself leaning back while the scrub dried on her face. Ginny had coaxed her into staying for the beauty treatment Lavender and Pavarotti gave every week.

Chuckling a bit Pavarotti went to her and helped Molly peel the dried scrub off her face handing her a mirror so she could see the results. Turing her head this way and that Molly marveled at what the girls created.

“I’m impressed ladies, over the years I’ve seen and heard about ‘new beauty treatments’ that not only harm someone, but I’ve heard some disfigurement also that I’ve began to have this…” Molly hesitated for the word.

“Skepticism?” Poppy said.

“Yes skepticism of new ‘treatments’, I tend not to do anything but use the tried and true methods my mother taught me.” Molly told them.

“Oh yes my mother also told me about those Mrs Weasley, a friend of hers herself was drawn into one of those types also. Took almost five years for her to heal completely, during that time she never left the house or even the property she was so disfigured it was that bad. My mother told me that her skin was blackened and charred from a treatment that started up. Luckily she was able to get them shut down before anyone died because of it, but in the mean time she hid in her home.”

“Oh dear you must be talking about the Novella company from about ten years back” Poppy said remembering hearing some of what she said.

“Yes that was the company, they were based in…Germany I think. I do know there still around over in the continent, I also heard that the Americans kicked them out faster than you can blink an eye.” Lavender said.

Snorting “That’s because America has more beauty treatments and spas than you can shake a leg at, they would have been cremated with the competition over there.” Jennifer said behind her own mask.

“Doesn’t your agency that deals with medical ingredients have a say about that too?” Molly asked.

Nodding her head “Yes it’s called the MFDA anytime a company comes up with a product that could potentially be ingested by accident or purpose gets a heavy look see. If there not happy then they cannot get a license to sell in America. And these products would have to go under the MFDA ruling if you ever wanted to sell over in America.” Jennifer told them.

Listening to her Lavender and Pavarotti made a mental note to go over there ingredients or recipes to make sure. Besides they were still shifting around there notes to accommodate new findings.

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“Where is Potter!” the Death Eater snarled again jerking her head back.

Crying out in pain “I don’t know he left during the summer” Hermione said.

“Don’t lie to me, where is he!” he snarled again this time giving a punch to her gut.

“I don’t know, I’ve only had two letters from him.” She admitted.

“What did he tell you!” was next

“Nothing! He was just talking about classes.” Hermione said to him crying and gasping to catch her breath. A blow to the face bounced her head off the wall; hands gripped her tearing her off the wall where she flopped down on the ground. More hands muscles her onto her back her clothes ratty and tattered as they was torn from her body. Naked and shivering from the cold Hermione curled into her stomach to protect herself.

“Oh no I don’t think so” the man snarled jerking her onto her back muttering spells to keep her in position. Her legs were propped up his hands and fingers rubbing her public bone while he stroked his engorged cock. “Well see how defiant you are after this mudblood” he snarled to her positioning his cock to her open pussy. Getting a good grip he thrust hard into her to have his cock only thrust away painfully by some force.

Crying hysterical Hermione watched in disbelief as the Death Eater tried again and again to rape her. But he could not even enter her once; even his fingers could not enter her. Angry now the Death Eater snarled and snapped at her to shut her fucking mouth smacking her breaking her teeth in the process. Shoving her away ‘you wouldn’t be a good fuck anyway, I’ll go find a real women to fuck’ he called out slamming the door closed.

Crawling over to the wall Hermione cried and curled into her stomach trying to keep warm. The cage was cold and damp all the time, she coughed up phlegm and blood spitting it out as she did. After a bit it came to Hermione that someone was in the room. Turning over she saw someone standing there looking at her with disbelief.

“Come to stare at the mudblood? Never seen one of my kind before?” she asked bitterly.

Shaking his head the man leaned down helping her to stand up “No Granger that’s not why I’m starring.”

Hissing “Draco…” she said recognizing his voice.

Snorting “Here drink this…” he said holding out the cup.

Shaking her head “What is it?” she demanded.

“Just water, I’ve been ordered to move you to another room…” he told her finally just picking her up when she couldn’t move. Carrying her from the cell he walked down a few flights of stairs her weight negligible to him. Another cell door was opened a witch standing at its door.

“Draco…” she hissed at him.

“Well what am I supposed to do? Granger can’t walk and I wanted to get out of there before they came back to finish her off. I heard someone say they think they know how to remove the charm from her preventing them from raping her.” he defended.

“Alright but remember the plan…” she reminded him.

Setting her down Draco conjured another blanket this time warmer for the cell she was in was lower in the ground. “Here Granger you need to drink this” he pleaded.

Sipping carefully she grimaced from the taste but kept drinking it noting that it contained healing properties. When she looked up she had a question in her eyes.

“We’ve been trying to find away out of here with you included, please give us some time. We have been so heavily watched over the weeks that any movement has to be explained in detail to the Dark Lord.” He quickly explained. After leaving her Hermione snuggled down into the warmer blanket they left her.

Days then weeks went by and no one save a select few came to see her. They only could give her water and bits of food they smuggled down but that was it. It was only much, much later on when someone banged open her door snarling and snapping seeing her on the floor. Pain exploded in her lower back when she didn’t move fast enough to escape the vicious kick.

“Crucio” someone snarled. Screaming out in intense pain Hermione withered on the cold hard ground seeking relief.

A man came strolling in next, he bend down to her grabbing her hair with his fist he jerked her to look at him. “What did they tell you?”

Confused and in pain Hermione could only shake her head.

Slapping her “What did they tell you, how did they plan to leave?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about” she told him truthfully.

Sneering “Is that right mudblood, so they never told you how they were going to leave then?”

“Who left?” she asked him then regretted it a second later when he slammed her into the wall bouncing her head.

“Stupid mudblood” he snarled then let her go “Come mudblood does not know the truth that they left her here…” he snickered as the cell door was shut.
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“And Percy is going so much better these days, the healers told him that he should be able to be release in a few days, isn’t that great Hermione. But of course he still has months of therapy to still gone on with, but he’s walking longer and longer steps and times too. The Ministry came by a few weeks ago giving a gold metal of wands for his rescue efforts when the Ministry was attacked. And Penelope, such a nice girl, said that he would be able to go back to work after his therapy is done. In the mean time he’s on sick leave till he can with stand the pressures of his job, the physical aspects of it I mean.” Molly told her bathing her.

Finished Molly cleaned up her mess along with changing the sheets noting that her back didn’t bleed at all during the night. Sometimes Hermione would wither or cringe during the night as she went through her memories. Poppy and Albus told them that in Order for Hermione to heal she had to go through her memories to the present day before she could open her eyes for good. But while she had bad memories and bad days where she withered and groaned in the bed, she also had a lot of good memories and days where she slept peacefully. During those times is when she normally healed the most. Seems lately Hermione was having more bad days though…maybe she was getting closer and closer to waking up…


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Gasping at the pain Hermione tried to pull her hand away from Krum, but he was to strong for her. A jerk behind the navel later Krum shoved her across the stone flood her head bounced twice and she knew no more.

Opening her eyes all she could see was blackness or grayness, whimpering a bit Hermione curled into her stomach shaking and shivering with the cold. It was always cold, it was always damp. No matter how many times she pleaded no one answered her call for help.

Jerking in her spot she felt the wind pick up, lifting her head she heard the screams start again. Pure evil passed over her brushing there tentacles across her skin. She scream with pain as they left burning marks blood oozing down her skin in there wake. The screams were getting louder and louder now, always the screams always the snarls and snaps.

Sitting at her desk Poppy stilled for a minute listening, straining her ears…there it was again, whimpers? No screams…someone was screaming…getting up Poppy stood in the infirmary looked around to see what was going on. Turn around the room her gaze stopped on her only patient now. Watching her patient Poppy waited for a second…yes it was her! Hermione was screaming!

“No, no leave me alone. Go away” Hermione pleaded.

“It me Harry”

It’s me Ron”

Strong warm arms grabbed her carrying her from the cage. Blinking her eyes Hermione saw the vision of Harry leaning over her tears pooled in his own eyes. “Harry…Ron”

The wind was back, that evil cold and damp wind!

Looking around “No! I want Harry and Ron! Harry and Ron! Harry and Ron!” she screamed out.

Gasping again “No! I want Harry and Ron! Harry and Ron! Harry and Ron!” Hermione screamed out her eyes flashing in anger. Arms wrapped around her holding her tight.

“Harry and Ron, Harry and Ron. Harry and Ron…” Hermione demanded over and over again.

“Sssshhh dear I’ll get them have no fear.” Poppy said to the girl encouraging her to open her mouth and drink several Potions she kept by the bedside.

Swallowing “I saw them! I did I did!” she insisted.

Nodding her head “Yes dear you did see them, they were the ones to enter your mind to help you get away from that evil nightmare you were living in.” Poppy told her.

Shaking her head “I saw Draco too!”

Frowning a bit for she thought that Draco had stayed in the background.

“I did he was there…oh wait he was the one to move me to the other cage…” she said which only confused her a bit more. “He gave me water to drink and a healing Potion.”

Understanding now “Ah that’s when you were still held captive…” Poppy said summoning a House-Elf. Muttering a few words Poppy turned back to her patient applying Potions to her that Hermione just drank unasked.


It was dinner time at Hogwarts and all the students where sitting at the tables talking and eating quietly when a House-Elf popped in.

Flittering on its feet Tiki gazed around trying to find who she was sent for. Normally the students all sat at there own tables but for the past month or so each of the tables had students from each house sitting with friends they had made.

Ah there he is! Tiki thought to herself finally spotting the man who lived as he was now called. Running over Tiki quickly tugged on his rob.

“Like I said he had to find…” Harry abruptly stopped when he felt the tug. Sighing he rolled his eyes at the new comer Craig McCormack turned quickly thinking that Brian from Hufflepuff was trying to get his attention. “Brian…” Harry started then stopped when he saw a House-Elf standing there.

“Yes can I help you?” Harry asked the Elf confused.

“Sorry sir Madam Pomfrey ordered me to find you.” Tiki started.

Gasping “Whats wrong?” Harry managed to get out.

“Sir missy is awake!” Tiki exclaimed happily knowing that everyone in the school was pulling for there friend.

Heart thumping Harry jerked up quickly scanning for Ron. Seeing him talking with Remus at the table Harry nodded to the House-Elf forgetting his dinner.

Running up to him Harry punched his shoulder to get his attention.

“What?” Ron said looking back. “Harry?” he said seeing him standing there.

“Sorry Ron sorry Professor Lupin, but Ron she’s awake a House-Elf came to get me on Poppy’s orders.” Harry told him beginning to turn to leave for the infirmary.

“Hermione!” Ron managed to cry out finally getting what Harry said to him.

Quickly running down the halls the two friends took every short cut they knew and found over the years. When the double doors of the infirmary where near Ron slowed down a bit knowing that Madam Pomfrey no matter how fond of them would flay them alive. But Harry continued to run at full throttle sending the doors flying as he went.

“Slow down Harry, you’ll scare her if you don’t slow down.” He heard Poppy say to him.

Stopping abruptly Harry and Ron caught there breath if not there heart rate for there hearts where still thumping madly.

Holding back the screen they caught there breath again seeing her sitting up eyes wide open. Not even stopping they proceeded to wrap there arms around her breathing in her scent so long denied them.

She was shaking horribly Harry realized, murmuring Harry Ron over and over again.
To answer her they just murmured there answer of ‘I’m here’ to her to help stop the shaking she was doing.

Soon enough Dumbledore along with most of the staff walked in the door to see Hermione sitting up with both of her boy’s arms around her holding her tight to them comforting her.

“She hasn’t stopped saying there names since she woke up.” Poppy informed them.

Nodding his head “Think it might take a bit for her to realize that they are indeed in front of her and answering her.” the Headmaster said.

“My dear.” Minerva said out loud clasping a tissue to her eyes. Most every one was having a hard time with the return of Granger to there fold. Her for sending her to Russia in the first place, Snape for not remembering her in the Dark Lord’s lyre, Moody and Shaklebolt both each had returned several times to Hogwarts to see Granger themselves. Making sure she had really returned after all.

Molly who was standing with them watched as Harry and Ron soothed Hermione’s plea for them over and over again. Poppy had told them that Hermione’s eyes where heavily damaged from beatings and she didn’t know how well she would be able to see. “I’ll send an owl to Shaklebolt and Moody that she’s awake.” She muttered.

Dumbledore only looked at her in question.

Seeing the look “Seems while Hermione was in Russia she had regular contact with those two giving them information that they needed.” Molly explained.

“So that’s who gave them the information.” Snape said nodding his head “Should have figured Granger would be the first to find out with the library at Durmstrang.”

“Yes several times the Order had sever difficulties finding information. Finally Shaklebolt owled Hermione to see if she could find anything for us, sure enough Hermione owled them back with not only the answer but clearly printed details how to take down several wards he mentioned in passing.” Molly explained.

“And with Miss Granger’s attention to detail she not only gave them the answer but detailed instructions also.” Minerva guessed. Molly only shrugged her shoulders in answer on her way to the owlery.

“I remember.” They heard Hermione say. “I remember you.” She said again touching Harry’s face in wonder. Looking around Hermione saw that Ron was on the other side of her caressing her head. “Ron.” A wisp of a smile beamed on her face.

“Yes it’s me Ron.” He told her hoping that it would help.

Looking around “I remember…” she said seeing the walls beds and paintings that adorned the infirmary. Gazing around while the men beside her continued to pat and rub her shoulders and head Hermione noted “That’s your bed Harry.” She said out loud pointing to the bed he always took whenever he was injured.

Looking to where she pointed Harry snorted “Yes that’s my normal bed.” He confirmed struggling to hold back his tears.

“And that’s the bed I was in my second year!” she said to them pointing again. Squirming around Hermione pushed away the covers gamely trying to get up. She needed to touch that bed, walls a painting she favored. Harry and Ron could only watch then help her stand up as she touched the walls gazing in amazement at paintings that would nod back at her.

The largest and only painting of Helga Hufflepuff in existence watched from her seat as the current Mediwitch tried to stop Hermione from getting up.

“Miss Granger please!” Poppy sputtered. “You only just woke up!”

Harry and Ron had Hermione in there arms while she tried to walk over to the other bed.

“Madam Pomfrey!” the painting of Helga called out to stop. “Let her touch something she remembers. It will help her memory, right now that’s going to help her recover the most. The touch will help her remember.” Poppy only stood back in surprise.

Carrying her over Hermione touched the bed “I remember the Headmaster came to me when I woke up letting me know that I wouldn’t need to repeat second year.” She said out loud.

Looking back up “I was so worried that being petrified for so long my grades would be affected.” She admitted to the person holding her. Blinking “my eyes are blurry” She admitted.

Waving her wand around Poppy took several readings “I’m not surprised my dear, while yes you can see the strain of it causes you to lose sight after a bit.” She would give her patient a very thorough exam later after Hermione managed to calm down.

Nodding her head Hermione sluggishly walked around touching several beds she remembered. “Ron was in this bed in third year.” She pointed out.

Snorting a bit “Didn’t think you would remember that Hermione.” Ron told her.

“I remember…”

Ron looked over at Harry a bit worried.

Frustrated since her vision went blurry “I need…” Hermione broke off not knowing how to explain.

“Ron…your Mother…” she broke off a confused look on her face.

“Mom’s here Hermione…” he looked up wondering where she went too.

Striating up Minerva walked forward speaking out “She went to the owlery.”

Spinning her head around “Professor McGonagall…” Hermione said holding out her arms.

Walking forward Minerva took her arms in her hands “I’m here Miss Granger” she assured her.

Gasping in relief Hermione only blinked her eyes while Harry continued to hold her upright.

Blinking again for her tears escaped her “Professor Dum…” she stuttered not knowing what to ask.

Quickly walking up “I’m here Miss Granger.” He told her waving to the rest to do also.

“Miss Granger” Snape started.

Gasping at the voice Hermione raised her hand lightly touching his face “I remember…” she whispered.

But he heard her bending down not knowing quiet what to say to her.

“I remember you.” She said again. “In the…water…you gave me water.”

Pursing his lips “yes I gave you water.” He confirmed taking his hands away Severus quickly left the infirmary and the eyes of a child he taught. The eyes of a dammed child in Voldemort’s lyre, he needed Kyle.

Watching as Severus left knowing just why he did so Dumbledore shook his head at Harry as if to say ‘later’. Nodding to him he and Ron gently took Hermione back to her bed so she could rest again. Poppy was already by her bed waiting to exam her patient thoroughly.

It was a relief to know that Hermione would be alright Harry acknowledged. Both Harry and Ron continued to stay with Hermione that first day talking quietly with her answering her many questions that she had. But of course Hermione didn’t have the strength to stay awake for very long so they just sat by her side watching as she slept peacefully.

Even know that Hermione had awoken that first time she did not have the energy stored up to stay awake for very long. With Poppy now able to communicate with her patient she was able to give more detailed Potions that she needed to Snape who only took the parchment then hide himself in his personal lab making these Potions. Kyle was a bit upset with him but he held his tongue thankfully knowing that Severus needed some space. While Severus was hidden Kyle took over the classes in the mean time. At first the students where confused with this, while yes they had accepted Kyle in the classroom going to him and Professor Snape equally, they were just use to Snape being there for them.

Dumbledore had made a trip down to the lab after Severus had disappeared for three days making Potion after Potion.

“Severus.”

Sighing Severus gently set down the stirrer he was using. “I was wonder when Kyle would go get you.” He told him.

“It’s not your fault Severus.” Albus told him.

Looking over to him “Yes I know that Albus…just…”

“Minerva is having the same problems she after all convinced the Granger’s to allow Hermione to go to Russia. Minister Crawford was assured by the Russian Minister that she would be protected there. They had Aurors in that schools around the clock to not only protect her but the other students.” Albus reminded him.

“Yes Albus…” Severus started.

“She had made several lasting impression over there…” he reminded him. “So much so that Professor Chovacheck wanted to offer her an apprenticeship in Potions.”

“No! She’s mine! I taught her first!” Severus snapped at him. “No Albus! I taught her first!” angry at the thought of Chovacheck teaching someone who he’s been eyeing the whole time. Frustrated Severus grabbed the first thing he found and angrily chucked it across the room. “Dammit Albus I knew it! I knew she was there! I watched at that…that…he almost raped her! Right in front of me!”

Coming over to him Albus messaged his tense shoulders. “I know Severus…”

“I watched as that Death Eater ripped her clothes off right in front of everyone! Time and time again I watched as he would beat and whip that little girl I taught for five years! I watched as he would parade her body around the lyre as he hunted down a rabid dog! I watched as they used her as a whipping post, I watched as they taught the new Death Eaters how to beat a women to submission!” Severus angrily reminded him. Albus only continued to message his shoulders.

“But you could do nothing Severus; the Dark Lord was watching you so closely. Any movement you made had to be reported in detail to him.” Kyle gently said from the doorway. “While yes Miss Granger was in the lyre you also where imprisoned too.” He reminded him. Gathering him in his arms Kyle kissed his cheek holding him close.

Shuttering in his lovers arms “She remembers…” he choked out.

“Son she remembers you giving her water…a gift.” Albus reminded him.

“Of all the things to remember…” Severus broke off gasping in Kyle’s arms Albus left the room quietly knowing that Kyle would be able to help him far better then he could.

“She remembers you giving her a gift of life…from all accounts Miss Granger does not strike me as someone who holds a grudge.” Kyle told him kissing his lips.

Giving in to his lover the only man who ever got underneath his skin Severus left himself go touching tasting feeling Kyle’s acceptance of him.

“I held her as she cried…” Severus managed to choke out. Why he was having so many problems with this he never knew, just when she touched his face in the infirmary bringing up the water of all things he had to get out of there.

“You did the only thing you could Severus, the Dark Lord had you watched and followed every day. He had to making Potion after Potion to his satisfaction. He had you performing acts you hated to do, but my love you did them to get information to Albus. You did everything you could to help her and the other students who where trapped also.” Kyle also reminded him.

Sighing Severus went limp in his arms “I know I know. I could only save so many people with so little time I had. I had to leave for it was either stay and die or leave and live.” He said again reminding himself again. Something that Albus and Kyle took weeks to get through his head.