Dec 19, 2009 15:15
Hermione Granger was standing at the foot of the Astronomy Tower sadly reflecting on the situation. Dumbledore was gone, murdered during the invasion of Hogwarts. When the Death Eaters fled Severus his killer according to Harry fled with them. Severus Snape was many things but was he really capable of calculated cold blooded murder? The afternoon of the burrow returned to her when she boldly gave him a massage. He moaned in contentment and briefly touched her fingers and she felt a spark there. The witch swore for a split second she could swear she saw lust in his eyes.
Her eyes swelled with tears and she wept not only for Dumbledore but for the relationship that died before it really began. Dumbledore sacrificed much for what was good decent and just, it was only fair she made her own sacrifices. Erasing her parents’ memory and making them move was nothing, running away sacrificing her seventh year to help Harry was nothing. For Harry and Dumbledore she would do what was necessary. As the witch left she did not notice the figure in the woods wanting to wipe away her tears and cursing the sacrifice he was forced to make.
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