Little Miss Snape
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
10
Views:
4,735
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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chapter 7
Author\'s Note: This chapter is co-written by me and lunarose66 (emails: tiaoconnell@yahoo.com and lunarose66@yahoo)
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Hermione tucked May in. She seemed so small in Hermione\'s big bed.
She had some papers she had to grade, so she left the room to get to
work. An hour later, a scream came from Hermione\'s room. She jumped
up from her desk, knocking over the chair, and bolted to her bedroom.
May was curled up in a ball in the bed, screaming in Russian. She
rushed over to May and gently shook her arm. \"Honey, wake up. It\'s
alright.\" May screamed again, then woke up and launched herself into
Hermione\'s. \"No mean too! Me not mean be bad!\" \"You aren\'t bad
sweetheart. \" Hermione assured her. \"What were you dreaming about,
Mashka?\" She held the little girl tightly and rocked her back and
forth.
\"When die, I was bad,\" May sobbed. \"When who died, hon?\"
Hermione asked as a sinking feeling came over her. \"Mama and Father.
I do bad!!\" \"It\'s ok Mashka.\" Hermione looked May in the eye. \"Do you
remember what happened to your parents? It\'s alright, you can tell me
sweetums,\" she said as she stroked May\'s long black hair. \"No, bad!\"
May insisted. \"Did something bad happen to them?\" May nodded. \"Me
trouble, can\'t tell!\" she wailed, burying her head in Hermione\'s
shoulder. Hermione didn\'t understand, but she knew she needed to find
out. May would need help getting through the trauma of her parents\'
death. \"Does anyone else know what happened, Mashka?\" She shook her
head, no. \"I do it,\" she whispers. \"I bad, I do it.\" \"You did what,
love?\" she asked gently, rubbing May\'s back. `There\'s no way a child
killed both of her parents,\" Hermione thought to herself,\' Hermione
thought to herself. `What could she be talking about?\' \"He hurt her,
I tooked wand, `member spell, and I do, and he stop,\" she whispers.
Hermione started to figure it out. \"Your father hurt your
mama? Is that what happened sweetie?\" Her stomach was churning now.
She was afraid to hear anymore. Suddenly she wished Snape were here
with her, like when they first discovered the damage his brother had
inflicted on May. Somehow it was easier to deal with together. How
did she end up in this position, she wondered, forming an alliance
with Severus Snape of all people. Because of May, that\'s how. `The
only thing that matters now is helping this poor little child,\' she
thought with a sigh. May nodded. \"I `member spell Father use class
time. I use, hurted my eyes, bright, bright. Then…..then…..they both
die.\" It didn\'t make sense to Hermione. How could a five year old
pull off the Avada Kadavra spell? But, maybe…if she knew about it,
and was watching her mother being beaten, it would be possible. \"I
bad,\" May wailed. \"No, no, Mashka.\" Hermione couldn\'t help it, tears
were falling down her cheeks now, as she hugged May closer. \"It
wasn\'t your fault, honey. You were just trying to help your mama.\"
Just then a stab of panic coursed through her body. How much did the
Ministry know about what happened? Would they be as understanding as
she was, Hermione wondered, as she choked back a sob?
)
Hermione tucked May in. She seemed so small in Hermione\'s big bed.
She had some papers she had to grade, so she left the room to get to
work. An hour later, a scream came from Hermione\'s room. She jumped
up from her desk, knocking over the chair, and bolted to her bedroom.
May was curled up in a ball in the bed, screaming in Russian. She
rushed over to May and gently shook her arm. \"Honey, wake up. It\'s
alright.\" May screamed again, then woke up and launched herself into
Hermione\'s. \"No mean too! Me not mean be bad!\" \"You aren\'t bad
sweetheart. \" Hermione assured her. \"What were you dreaming about,
Mashka?\" She held the little girl tightly and rocked her back and
forth.
\"When die, I was bad,\" May sobbed. \"When who died, hon?\"
Hermione asked as a sinking feeling came over her. \"Mama and Father.
I do bad!!\" \"It\'s ok Mashka.\" Hermione looked May in the eye. \"Do you
remember what happened to your parents? It\'s alright, you can tell me
sweetums,\" she said as she stroked May\'s long black hair. \"No, bad!\"
May insisted. \"Did something bad happen to them?\" May nodded. \"Me
trouble, can\'t tell!\" she wailed, burying her head in Hermione\'s
shoulder. Hermione didn\'t understand, but she knew she needed to find
out. May would need help getting through the trauma of her parents\'
death. \"Does anyone else know what happened, Mashka?\" She shook her
head, no. \"I do it,\" she whispers. \"I bad, I do it.\" \"You did what,
love?\" she asked gently, rubbing May\'s back. `There\'s no way a child
killed both of her parents,\" Hermione thought to herself,\' Hermione
thought to herself. `What could she be talking about?\' \"He hurt her,
I tooked wand, `member spell, and I do, and he stop,\" she whispers.
Hermione started to figure it out. \"Your father hurt your
mama? Is that what happened sweetie?\" Her stomach was churning now.
She was afraid to hear anymore. Suddenly she wished Snape were here
with her, like when they first discovered the damage his brother had
inflicted on May. Somehow it was easier to deal with together. How
did she end up in this position, she wondered, forming an alliance
with Severus Snape of all people. Because of May, that\'s how. `The
only thing that matters now is helping this poor little child,\' she
thought with a sigh. May nodded. \"I `member spell Father use class
time. I use, hurted my eyes, bright, bright. Then…..then…..they both
die.\" It didn\'t make sense to Hermione. How could a five year old
pull off the Avada Kadavra spell? But, maybe…if she knew about it,
and was watching her mother being beaten, it would be possible. \"I
bad,\" May wailed. \"No, no, Mashka.\" Hermione couldn\'t help it, tears
were falling down her cheeks now, as she hugged May closer. \"It
wasn\'t your fault, honey. You were just trying to help your mama.\"
Just then a stab of panic coursed through her body. How much did the
Ministry know about what happened? Would they be as understanding as
she was, Hermione wondered, as she choked back a sob?