Regarding Severus

Chapter Four

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Hermione felt Weak. Feeble, Frail, Puny, and Fragile.

She could feel she was in a bed, a comfortable bed.

But Hermione felt Sore. Painful, Tender, Aching and Raw.

She could hear voices.

But Hermione hated the Noise. Sound, Din, Racket and Clatter.

She could feel someone close to her. A man. Speaking to her.

It sounded familiar.

Deep, Monotone, Capturing, Low, Dull.

It was Professor Snape.

She tried to open her eyelids but they felt heavy. She tried to twitch her fingers but all she could manage was a tremble. She guessed he caught it with his sharp eyes.

"-rmione? Don't strain yourself. You need sleep; I suggest you take your chance to make your body capture the energy you need to wake up fully."

She murmured someone that she couldn't detect but she heard his low chuckle.

"Sleep Hermione" was the last thing she heard him say before she blanked out again.

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