Where Light Meets Dark

A/N Thank you to all my reviewers and hits I have gotten I am so happy. I just wanted to let you all know that I am starting to get a more hectic life so I may not be able to update as often though I will update as much as possible because I am just as anxious as you all. Also I knowt tht the story is going slow but I plan on introducing a new mini-plot into the story soon, which is when the relationship and wizarding world will really take a hit, In about the next chapter and one after a few interesting world wizarding problems will arise and relationship problems will occur leading into more problems. for now though you’ll have to wait sorry. Yeah it’s about 4 am so if sound a little weird I am sorry too.

Thanks to Corazon again for being my fab-beta. What would I do with out you.
Chapter 8 “Slumber Party and Fears.”

“Well it’s not much but these are my chambers,” Said Professor Snape as he opened the door after finishing taking off the wards and letting her in.

The dungeon quarters were simple ad dark they resembled a small more intellectual version of the Slytherin common room, that Harry had told her about in their second year. There was one long couch in black with a coffee table strewn with book one one side of a large stone fireplace with a roaring fire burning in the grate. On the other side was a tall backed comfy chair also in black. Covering the walls head to toe was book shelves along the walls making the walls seem like one large book case. Amazing Hermione thought. Over the fireplace was a shield with the Hogwart’s coat of arms directly to the right of it was a medium size flag of the Slytherin seal. It was cavernous though rather cave like, off to the right were toorsoors, built in dark mahogany.

“It’s nice. Thank you for letting me stay in here for tonight,” Hermione said standing just in the doors and shifted uncomfortably on her feet.

“Yes, well it is only right that I take care of my charge. There is a bathroom through the door on the right and I will get you some pajamas. They’ll be a little big but should suffice,” He told her disappearing through the door on the left and a few minutes later he came back with a set of folded pajamas, in black silk with a forest green trim.

“Thank you sir,” Hermione said taking the set of pajamas he offered and going into the bathroom.

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Hermione walked into the bathroom and set down the clothes down on a spindly chair next to the claw footed metal bath tub. Several tall floating black candles lit the square room. There was a towel rack with a set of fluffy black, green, and silvery-grey large towels. There was a full length mirror that was at least a half a meter wide and reached to about two meters tall.

Hermione struggled and eventually stripped out of her binding top and skirt then getting rid of the rest of her accessories to her outfit. Looking at herself in the mirror her hair had becomed frizzed and her pale creamy skin was marred with bruises across her chest mainly but when she turned around and lifted her hair she saw a large bat shaped bruise on her back probably from when Draco threw her against the wall. Professor Snape expertly healed the other flesh wounds but upon closer inspection she discovered the thin ring of teeth marks around her left breast.

‘That will be awkward to explain to a first love’ she thought to herself, as she drew a bath of really hot water. the way she liked baths.

After sinking into the bath she let out a moan of gratitude. Using the fluffy black hand towel she found to clean up then soak in the heat, but making sure she didn’t stay in too long.


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Severus Snape puttered around his small quarters before figuring a sleep arrangements he had only one room, his own. And contrary to the Death Eaters beliefs he had never shared a bed with Miss Granger, or for that matter any willing woman. ‘Hmm the couch seems to be good enough now lets see,’ he thought to himself pulling out his wand and transfiguring it into a comfy looking black double bed. with a nice black and green trimmed thick blanket just right for September weather and the dank dungeons. Two pillows large and feather soft laid at the top of the bed, they were both black and with a green and silver-eyed snake curled around the edge of it looking as though it was sleeping.

The bathroom door opened then and the light bare foot falls of Hermione could be heard against the stone floor. She walked up and stood next to the Professor giving him a wide berth of personal space and turned to look at him.

She was dressed in his oversized pajamas looking up to him, being a head shorter and awaiting his instruction. Snape looked down at her and mentally compliment himself on the choice of clothing he had given her. The top a classical black silk man’s pajama top was without buttons for the first few inches of the dipping neck line so the cream tops of her young breast just started to show through. And with the cold air and freedom from a bra Hermione’s bodily reaction was obvious through the watery material. The cuffs fell long past her hands and she seemingly didn’t mind letting them hang covering her nibble and small hands. The pants just like the top was too large for her tiny waist and only because they were drawstrings and Hermione was endowed with a rounded and luscious bottom side did they stay up. Unfortunately though he long legs were beautiful as he remembered in the pants she had worn before, Severus’s legs were still longer. Leaving her feet covered by a puddle of silk on each of her feet.

“Well then. I have you a bed for the night and tomorrow early morning I guess you can go up to your tower. Now it’s late I suggest you get some sleep since it is already nearly 3,” Professor Snape starting to turn to go into his own room.

“Umm Profr wor would it be okay if I looked at some of your book,” Hermione asked.

“Forever a know-it-all, well not tonight Miss Granger you need sleep. And i can’t stay up because you need to know everything,” Snape snapped partly scathing and almost maybe the tiniest bit complimenting. Turning back around and going into his room. Hermione flopped back onto the bed and looked longingly at the numerous books but not going against what he had directly said. She sank back into the bed it was soft as cloud looked and warmed her entire body.

Soon books were far from Hermione’s mind as she fell into dream world. Though it was restless with the thoughts of Draco then a hand would come through her dream and comfort her. Soothing her forehead and muttering incoherent but soothing words. Letting her fall back into a dreamless sleep.

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ape ape had heard Hermione moan and whimper in her sleep. When he went out to calm her down with a stern face assuming she would be awake and just being a silly little girl, doing Merlin knows what. He found a sleeping lump instead.

She looked so serene yet disturbed at the same time. A paper doll thing like those muggle girls play with though Severus looking down at her as she sighed loudly and turned over throwing off her bed covers. Hermione’s hands moved as if she was trying to push something or someone away. Probably having a nightmare about that party, Snape decided.

Snape sincerely felt bad for anyone having to play the part of a Dark Lords servant just like he had to. To make up for his past sins, but she was only a student completely unconnected with the underworld. ‘Pity?’ Severus questioned himself; he didn’t pity or like. He had never lianyoanyone; he never had friend’s only partners in crime. He knew well enough to never care or like people it was humans fatal flaw always had been. With that he turned sharply on his bare footed heels and went into his chamber. Reminding himself to never care over and over again.

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Inky black darkness, snake lacing around the corners of blood red vision. Bloody arms and legs were visible from Hermione’s point of view. A nightmare, blood curdling screams and whimpers of pain were resonating around the room bouncing off the walls of the dream. Hurting. A normally soft brown leather belt was now lashing down on porcelain skin. Flooding memories clouded events flashed through her mind’s eye too quickly to clearly make out what was going on but to get the general idea of all the snippets of events.

“Escape” her mind screamed, she was trying to run from the events the scenes and screams that rung in her ears and blocked out her ability to even think.

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Hermione kicked her way then woke with a start, ‘damn, that dream,’ she thought to herself sitting up after fighting her way out of a tangled mess of blankets. Finally making an escape, she stood up in the large black pajamas that fell around her awkwardly. Looking towards the grandfather clock she saw it said about four thirty in the morning. About the time she got up during the week. It was Sunday so hopefully everyone would be waking up late. She went into the bathroom and used her wand to make the dim candle multiple and flare with anew energy.

She found her dress from the night before folded and lying neatly with all of its accessories cleaned and pressed by undoubtly the house elves. There were also some of Hermione’s other clothes. Snape must have asked the house elves to fetch her something to wear, which she was silently grateful to him for.

‘Great another thing I have indebt to that man,’ she thought picking up the clothes and putting them on. A simple long sleeved black shirt that was with a v-neck and wide legged khaki pants.

Stepping out the bathroom she came face to face with the man in question, “Good morning Professor,” She said in a passive practiced student voice, putting up her usual defensive walls she wore during the school hours.

“Miss Granger, it is hardly morning as it is still practically night,” He replied coolly holding up the same facade of a voice.

“Yes well the witching hour is past I believe I should be getting back to my dormitories before others wake up,” Hermione said playing into his verbal banter.
“So it is well I trust that you can find your own way back therefore There is little left that you need to know. I will be contacting you should anything arise which I doubt concern you. I believe you can show yourself out then,” He said smoothly not insulting or openly kind, just detached.

“Of course, have a good weekend sir,” Hermione bid her final good bye then taking up the beautiful dress after placing her own jewelry in her pocket offering it to the potions master since it was his.

“That will be unnecessary Miss Granger, as I have no use of such a garb. Perhaps when you modify the color to a more Gryffindor taste you will be able to put it to so good,” Snape said with almost a sneer standing in his black robes.

“Then thank you Professor but I highly doubt I will be changing the color of something I most certainly the way it is,” she said haughtily not letting him trample her and turning to leave out of the door.

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Hermione was in her dorm again, she figured she would milk this away at her aunts for as long as possible, truth be told she had only dead aunts all of them had died of depression of some sort.

She had never told any of her Hogwarts friends that though in fact there were many things that her friends here would have never guessed about her. Her nightmare was a vivid reminder of what Hermione had kept to herself all these years.

You know she never had a boyfriend before, not because none asked just that she never would allow a guy get that close to her. In fact many of the boys at Hogwarts had asked her out but she would always deny them with some excuse so decimating to their egos they had never told anyone of their folly.

Harry and Ron were the only ones besides that short lived fling thing with Viktor, that ever got even close enough to get to know her on a personal level. On that same token she had never really had that many girl friends except for the recent friendship with Ginny.

She had only one person to blame for her inability to be social able and that was her father. Seemingly perfect Matt Granger, uniform family white collar job, smart daughter, and lovely wife, but all of that came a price that was oh so dear to Hermione.....


A/N okay short note, I know short chapter but I didn’t want to write the next part up until I put up a formal warning because I just think that is the way it should go. well I will get out the next chapter soon it will be kinds oh I don’t know yet either it will be long or short depending on my mood

peace OUT
KagomeRain