The Only Thing Worth Fighting For
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
17
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10,723
Reviews:
54
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Currently Reading:
2
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Reunion of Blood
Chapter 6 Reunion of Blood
A/N again thanks for the reviews they mean a lot to me (come on who doesn’t like ego stroking?) I edited some obvious mistakes that I had made in tense in the first chapter and a few grammar mess-ups later. So I hope it makes more sense now or is at least easier to read. And to answer the comments of my lovely reviewers: yes I do think the story makes more sense with Dumbledore being evil.
Granger Residence
With a quick flick of his wand Severus Snape quickly had everything packed and placed in the suitcase in Hermione’s bedroom. He made sure to take everything that a young girl would think about. Clothes, make-up, diary, computer, games, books, bedding; all of it was placed in the transfigured suitcase. And to think Minerva thought that his wand skills were lacking. Snape laughed quietly as he grabbed the small metallic object on the floor with wires attached to it. Miss Granger was sure to desire this thing, he thought, she had it attached to her head most evenings and free periods when she was in the library.
He took one last look around the room that had caused more questions for him than he could imagine answers and disappeared with a loud *POP *
Riddle Manor
Lord Voldemort had been utterly surprised to find a bloody girl arriving in the center of his throne room. It was quite disconcerting to say the least as she had appeared in the middle of Lucius Malfoy’s latest news from the Minister of Magic. She had to arrive by port key because there had been no sound the signal her entry and no one could appropate inside of Riddle Manor besides Riddles.
The first clue that not everyone was listening to Lucius talk was Goyle’s son screaming. After that confusion reigned until the Dark Lord himself waded into the crowd of Death Eaters and Saw the bloody mess that lay on his silver floor. He reached down and felt the side of her neck only to find a thready pulse.
“Summon a healer quickly!” He commanded his followers. He turns the body over so she can breathe better. Even with her blood soaked hair clinging to half of her face; he can still make out the delicate features.
“Where the HELL is that HEALER!” Voldemort shouts.
“Right here My Lord.” The brisk voice of Madame Pomfrey answered. She knelt down beside of him and brushed the blood soaked hair away from the cuts on the girl’s face. “MISS GRANGER!” if things were less dire the shock in the woman’s voice would have amused many a Death Eater. They all knew Poppy was almost impossible to shock although they had done their best to do so over their years.
“POPPY! Don’t sit there all night the girl is practically dieing! Do something!” Voldemort commanded hoarsely. For a moment he could have sworn he was looking at Kore. The resemblance was uncanny. He was so focused on the bleeding girl he didn’t notice he had pulled her into his lap or that his followers were whispering among themselves about this latest development.
A/N again thanks for the reviews they mean a lot to me (come on who doesn’t like ego stroking?) I edited some obvious mistakes that I had made in tense in the first chapter and a few grammar mess-ups later. So I hope it makes more sense now or is at least easier to read. And to answer the comments of my lovely reviewers: yes I do think the story makes more sense with Dumbledore being evil.
Granger Residence
With a quick flick of his wand Severus Snape quickly had everything packed and placed in the suitcase in Hermione’s bedroom. He made sure to take everything that a young girl would think about. Clothes, make-up, diary, computer, games, books, bedding; all of it was placed in the transfigured suitcase. And to think Minerva thought that his wand skills were lacking. Snape laughed quietly as he grabbed the small metallic object on the floor with wires attached to it. Miss Granger was sure to desire this thing, he thought, she had it attached to her head most evenings and free periods when she was in the library.
He took one last look around the room that had caused more questions for him than he could imagine answers and disappeared with a loud *POP *
Riddle Manor
Lord Voldemort had been utterly surprised to find a bloody girl arriving in the center of his throne room. It was quite disconcerting to say the least as she had appeared in the middle of Lucius Malfoy’s latest news from the Minister of Magic. She had to arrive by port key because there had been no sound the signal her entry and no one could appropate inside of Riddle Manor besides Riddles.
The first clue that not everyone was listening to Lucius talk was Goyle’s son screaming. After that confusion reigned until the Dark Lord himself waded into the crowd of Death Eaters and Saw the bloody mess that lay on his silver floor. He reached down and felt the side of her neck only to find a thready pulse.
“Summon a healer quickly!” He commanded his followers. He turns the body over so she can breathe better. Even with her blood soaked hair clinging to half of her face; he can still make out the delicate features.
“Where the HELL is that HEALER!” Voldemort shouts.
“Right here My Lord.” The brisk voice of Madame Pomfrey answered. She knelt down beside of him and brushed the blood soaked hair away from the cuts on the girl’s face. “MISS GRANGER!” if things were less dire the shock in the woman’s voice would have amused many a Death Eater. They all knew Poppy was almost impossible to shock although they had done their best to do so over their years.
“POPPY! Don’t sit there all night the girl is practically dieing! Do something!” Voldemort commanded hoarsely. For a moment he could have sworn he was looking at Kore. The resemblance was uncanny. He was so focused on the bleeding girl he didn’t notice he had pulled her into his lap or that his followers were whispering among themselves about this latest development.