Phantom of the Opera- HG/SS Style

She knew she shouldn't be here. Yet she felt like this relief had to come soon or else she would scream. With a few timid steps, Hermione Granger slowly opened the door to the Dungeons where her Master was waiting.

As she walked in, her jaw dropped at the sight before here. A mirror stood in the center of the room with a single red rose with a black silk ribbon tied to it on the table nearby. That was his thing, red roses. She didn't know who her mysterious teacher was, but she was determined to find out. She began to approach the mirror when she heard a deep, silky baritone voice ring out…

Flattering child, you shall know me,
see why in shadow I hide!
Look at your face in the mirror
I am there inside!

She whipped around as if the voice was behind her but found nothing. She did as the voice she knew as her Master told her and turned to the mirror to find Severus Snape cloaked in his traditional black teaching robes with a white mask covering half his face standing almost inside the mirror. Her eyes widened and before she even knew where it came from, her own voice, the voice of an angel sang

Angel of Music!
Guide and guardian!
Grant to me your glory!
Angel of Music! Hide no longer!
Come to me, strange angel...

He reaches out his hand toward her as he sings… Knowing his mantra entrances her, hoping to bring her closer to him.

I am your Angel of Music . . .
Come to me: Angel of Music . . .

Hermione is captivated by the voice inside the mirror and moves closer to the source. He repeats his song in an almost chant-like pace and slowly slides the "door" to the mysterious portal open, there hands mere inches from each other. He takes his hand in hers and the moment they connect, a flourish of an organ can be heard and both become entranced in the music. And so, the Snake and the Lion sing their song…

In sleep he sang to me
In dreams he came
That voice which calls to me
And speaks my name
And do I dream again?
For now I find
The phantom of the opera is there,
Inside my mind

Her voice rings out and she is lead to a black stallion waiting in a tunnel she didn't even know existed. Slowly she mounts the steed with the help of the man dressed in black. As they continue to walk, she turns her head to glance back, not knowing why she does so. The man in black grasps her attention as the baritone voice once again entrances her with his song…

Sing once again with me
Our strange duet
My power over you
Grows stronger yet
And though you turn from me
to glance behind
The phantom of the opera is there
Inside your mind

He knows she is captivated as they continue their journey making their way from the horse to a boat on a misty lake. He continues his serenade as they glide down the lake heading to his "den".

She looks up at him, staring intently with a bewildered look on his face. She has this feeling inside her, the music is beautiful, but so is the man in the mask. She cannot think straight but her voice thinks for her.

Those who have seen your face
Draw back in fear
I am the mask you wear

She looks out onto the water and his voice fills her again.

It's me they hear

They sing together, the music resounding from their joint voices is enough to make even the Dark Lord himself tremble.

My/Your spirit and my/your voice
In one combined
The phantom of the opera is there
inside my/your mind

Voices can be heard again as the approach the masked man's den. Candles begin to rise up out of the water and light up as they draw closer. It is like heaven for her. She feels the essence of him as he stares out at the water watching as the gate rises up revealing his lair.

Hes there
the phantom of the opera
Beware the phantom of the opera

He's there the Phantom of the Opera!

She feels overwhelmed and begins to sing, to sing like he taught her how. Her operatic angelic voice rings out in the cavern underneath the school known as Hogwarts. Here, music that can make even the darkest of wizards turn to the light, will be sung.

Sing my angel of music
Sing my angel
Sing for me

He begins to chant a new mantra, one that spurs her voice on, making her his. Her voice gets higher and she continues her vocalizing, each note more beautiful than the next.

Sing my angel
Sing for me

They near the dock of his lair and as if it will be his last time he screams his mantra as her voice reaches the highest heights of musical ecstasy. Their hands once again touch as her voice echoes throughout the cavern and the Snake takes the Lion into his den, where the music of kings, will finally be made.