**WARNING** Mention of rape!! It's not graphic, but if you're squeamish about this, do NOT read!!!

~@~ Years Later ~@~

Hermione dropped down on the sofa in her teaching quarters after a long, hard day of classes. 'Damn it Dumbledore! Why must you always put Slytherin and Gryffindor together?' She asked herself. She still found it amusing when Albus would just preach about how the inter house relations could benefit from it. It only gave her and most of the teaching staff a large headache.

She thought back to the past 12 years of her life. She still missed Severus; every day, in fact. She looked up to the mantle and her husband's remains. "You've missed so much, my love. My life has been happy, but I would have been more than happy had you been a part of it longer."

"Hey Mom!" She heard her daughter's voice say as she walked into the room. Adrien Sevina Sn - no Granger; she had to remind herself. She was born almost 9 months after Severus was taken from her. After Severus died, she felt she had nothing to live for. That was, until, she found out she was pregnant. It wasn't an easy time for her, but Adrien gave her strength to move on.

"Hey Mom. Temruc pointed out that if you rearrange the initials of my name, they spell SAG." Adrien said. "So now he's callin' me 'Sag the Hag'." She continued with annoyed amusement. "Dang Gryffindor's. No offense, Mom."

"None taken." Hermione replied as she smiled at her daughter. She was now a first year Ravenclaw, and every bit as stubborn as her two parents. She was really starting to sound like her father.

"So I told him that if we rearrange the letters of his name, they spell 'rectum', so I called him an ass." She continued. "He got mad at me, but I told him that if he wants to dish it out, he should be able to take it. It's only logical, right?"

"Of course. But it's still not very nice, and you shouldn't be swearing." Hermione said.

"Please! Like you never have." Adrien retaliated.

"Still doesn't make it right." Hermione countered.

"I guess not." Adrien noticed Hermione's gaze drifted to the covered vase on the mantle. Hermione told her that the ashes were of a good friend of hers. One who didn't have many in his life. She was the only one to make claim on his remains after he died.

"Did you love him?" Her daughter asked.

"Yes. Very much so." Hermione replied. She shook herself out of her trance, and looked back at the student. "Now, I believe you have homework to do."

"Your wish is my command, Madame!" Adrien replied. Very much the academic, she grabbed her book bag and ran for the library. Before she left the room, however, she called back, "You better get that homework marked, Mom. Crysalin says that she would like some extra help afterwards."

Crysalin Potter. She was Harry's oldest, now a second year Gryffindor. Product of an apparent one night stand between Harry and Ginny, although not one that ended badly. Now, they've been happily married for over a decade, with 5 children. Even though Harry was in constant danger, he refused to hide under a rock until Voldemort was defeated. Who knew when that would happen anyway?

Hermione dragged herself off the sofa, and headed for her office. She had a large stack of parchment to get through this week, and set to work on it.


"MOM!" The door to her office flew open and smacked into the wall. "Come quick! Bring your wand!" Adrien cried out. She flew to her mother's desk, grabbed her by the wrists, and pulled with all her strength.

"Adrien! What's the matter?" Hermione asked, confused by her daughter's behaviour.

"Mom! Hurry! I've already caught up to Professor Lupin and Professor Cravin! They're all heading out to the front lawn! Crysalin and Temruc are out there! They're in trouble." She said quickly.

Hermione clutched her wand out of her left sleeve and followed Adrien to the front of the school. What met her was shocking.

A line of Death Eaters was approaching the school; Crysalin being held and pushed by Lucius Malfoy, and Temruc by his son, Draco. They continued their advance on the school as the three teachers and Adrien looked on in shock. Hermione noticed Draco raise his wand towards her, and she raised hers back. The curse he muttered approached her, but she was able to block it. She became quite good at defense since Remus came back to the school.

Other Death Eaters also began to fling curses towards the group. Professor Lupin and Cravin stood in front of Hermione and Adrien as Hermione pushed her daughter back inside the building.

"What about you Mom?!?" She asked, panicking.

"Get in the school, NOW! Don't look back. Just get the headmaster!" Hermione called back, and than turned to help the other two teachers defend.

Against an army of Death Eaters, they really did not stand a chance. They kept trying to slow them down. It would be at least something. It wasn't long before both Remus and Cravin were struck down with the killing curse. Hermione was hit with the Cruciatus, and she fell to the ground. It was odd. Why were they not killing her as well? Her answer came from Malfoy Jr.

"Leave the Mudblood for me. I've been waiting to have some fun with her for awhile now." He said as he tossed Temruc towards one of the masked men.

Draco bent down and forced Hermione to her feet. With a flick of his wand, both disappeared.


"Ah, Granger. Welcome!" She heard as she regained consciousness. The first thing she noticed was that she was chained up against the wall. The second was that she was nude. The room she was in had stonewalls, floors, and ceiling. The walls were covered with rusty chains, and had a cabinet off to the side.

"What do you want, Malfoy?" She snapped at him.

"You know, for all those brains you apparently have, you sure can't figure out the obvious here, can you Mudblood?" He drawled. "I intend to torture you, rape you, and than kill you."

She began to struggle, causing him to laugh. "Oh, don't worry, Granger. I'll make it last as long as possible." He brought out a whip and began lashing out towards her. She was facing him, and got the brunt of the force on her chest. Some of the strike was absorbed at her face.

"No, I'll do more of this later." He said as he snapped his fingers. She immediately was forced to face the wall. He began using the whip on her backside. She bit her lip to keep from crying out and drew blood.

"What? No screaming? I'm disappointed." She heard Draco say. He approached the cabinet on the side of the room, and opened it. She did not see what he took out. When he threw the substance on her, she knew exactly what it was - salt. She finally couldn't hold it in anymore as he rubbed the salt in. She let out an ear-piercing scream that made Draco jump back.

"Ah. Much better." He replied as he began to work the whip again.

It seemed like he continued this forever. He would whip her for a few minutes, than throw more salt on her. He would than whip her again, until he finally tired of it. Grabbing her hair, he yanked her head back. "Enough of that." He said.

She did not know what he would do next, nor did she want to find out. But she would anyway. Another snap of his fingers, and she faced him once again. He brought an index finger to her face, and wiped a tear from her cheek.

"Awww. Granger. I'm nowhere near done with you." He said in mock sympathy. He reached for his trousers and began to adjust them. Hermione looked away as he did so. He soon grabbed her knees and forced them apart, pushing her back against the stonewall, allowing the ridges in wall to push against her injuries in her back. He forced himself inside of her, and began to thrust hard. This felt like it kept up longer than the whipping as he continued to thrust harder into her. Finally, he groaned and stiffened to signify he was done. He allowed her feet to drop to the ground, and looked at her face.

"Didn't like that, Mudblood?" He asked. She kept silent as he leant over to her ear. "I guess I'll have to try again." He whispered. He righted his trousers again, and walked over to a nearby table. Picking up a goblet, he took a drink and studied her.

"You know, Granger. You should be happy that I would give you such attentions before I kill you. You should be thankful that I allow you to experience such things with me." He said arrogantly. She refused to look at him.

Picking up his wand, he sighed impatiently and pointed it at her. "Crucio." He muttered. She began to scream and writhe against the curse. When the curse ended, he put his wand on the table, and walked towards her again. Another snap of his fingers, and she faced the wall. He yanked her hair back and hissed in her ear. "Let me hear you scream." He pushed her face back into the wall, making her nose feel like it was broken. She felt herself begin to lose consciousness.

He released her hair, and began to adjust his trousers once again. But something happened. She couldn't make out much of what was going on, but she saw Draco suddenly slam into the wall face first. He was knocked out instantly, and fell to the floor, blood coming out of his nose.

Whoever had just attacked Draco was now releasing her from her restraints. The last memory she had before blacking out was a pair of arms picking her up.


Severus Snape carried Hermione out of Malfoy Manor before appearing at the gates of Hogwarts. He covered her body with his cloak, and continued on his way to the Hospital wing. The final battle had been fierce, and they had some casualties. However, the spies that Albus still had ensured that they remained to the absolute minimum.

Severus continued up the steps of the front entrance. There were still quite a few people there who were shocked to see him. He had reappeared during the battle, and most people thought him dead. He'd disappeared over 12 years ago and they were told he was dead. It was not learned yet that he had been a spy and had been discovered.

He entered the hospital wing, and Poppy sprang into action. "Thank Merlin you found her!" Poppy exclaimed.

"If only sooner." Severus replied. "She's been whipped, beaten, and. . .raped." He choked on the last word. Setting Hermione down on the nearest empty bed, he was shooed out of the area, and the curtain was drawn. He waited until Poppy had finished healing her. He heard a young girl's hysterics, and turned to see where it was coming from.

A young girl with dark eyes, and straight chestnut brown hair was sitting at the bedside of another young girl. She recognized the girl on the bed as Potter's daughter. Lucius had killed her in the final moments of the battle in front of her father. Harry had blacked out after destroying Voldemort. It took all his energy to do so, and he was probably fueled more so by the anger produced by his daughter's death.

He spotted Albus approach the girl and lay a hand on her shoulder. She looked up at him, and nodded sadly. Albus leaned down and said something to her, and she looked over at the curtain where Severus was standing. Both her and Albus approached it, and waited.

"Severus," Albus spoke quietly.

"Albus." He nodded.

"How is she?"

"I believe she will live, but her injuries are. . .numerous." He replied.

The curtains were drawn back, and Hermione was revealed, still unconscious, but her injuries were tended to.

"Mom!" The girl cried out, and ran to the bedside. Severus could only stand there in shock and watch. Albus noticed his reaction, and chuckled softly to himself.

"You've missed quite a bit in your absence, Severus." Albus whispered.

All Severus could do was nod.


Hermione awoke a few days later. Her vision blurred, she barely could make out the figure sitting by her bed. She blinked a few times, but it was gone by the time her vision cleared. She thought for sure that there was someone there. But there wasn't now. She turned her head, and saw her daughter sitting in a chair sleeping.

"Hey Mom." The groggy voice came. "How are you feeling?"

"I've been better,. . .Sag." Hermione replied.

Adrien smiled at the humour, glad to see that her mother would be all right. She'd heard from Uncle Albus what had happened in the dungeons at Malfoy Manor. All those who knew her knew that she didn't want things to be sugar coated. She wanted the blunt honest truth - although she wished they made an exception in this case.

"You all right?" Hermione asked.

"I'm just a little upset." Adrien replied. "Professor Lupin and Professor Cravin died in the battle."

Adrien had been close to both professors, getting extra tutelage from both and growing up with both of them in the castle.

"But there's something else, isn't there?" Hermione asked.

Adrien took a deep breath. "Uncle Albus told me about what happened to you." She said, voice a bit shaky. "I'm just really worried about you."

"Don't you worry, Adrien. I have you to help me through this. What more could I need?"


Rumidha: I hope you got the e-mail I sent you. If not, let me know. As for the ring, during the song, she's holding it. So it was taken off of Severus so she wouldn't have that connection to him.

SevenSparkles: Even though the song is about suicide, I thought it would be appropriate when thinking more of Severus than Hermione. I was actually listening to the song as I was writing that chapter, and thought after the years of spying, the years of pain and sacrifice that he went through, it would be good. As for the ring, during the song, she's holding it, so it's been taken off of him.

I hope to hear from more of you. I like getting constructive criticisms back.