Christmas Eve came with much anticipation. Harry was in a festive mood celebrating with Draco who was soaking up all the free time to do nothing of importance.
The decorations donned every inch of the cold castle and the red and gold colors overwhelmed even a Gryffindor like me. I would have been fine with a bit of silver here and there, but the color scheme was two tone only.
The students had mainly gone home for the holidays, but my family was doing a mission in Uganda so I had nothing to do but stay here. Since becoming a witch we had slowly drifted apart as our worlds became less and less similar. They didn't want me to stay when they found out about Voldemort, but I knew I had to stay. This was the only place I felt at home. Not to mention, it would put them in danger for me to be with them. I could leave, but we would be found.
I waited around all day for Snape to come tell me it was time to go to the meeting, but by the time dinner time came I gave up and went outside not in the mood to eat.
I hadn't seen Snape all day, maybe he had gotten out of having to bring me. I wouldn't know and didn't really care. I went outside by the lake and sat in the snow after casting a warming spell on myself so I wouldn't freeze to death.
"Why are you out here alone?" A familiar voice said, interrupting the silence of looking over the frozen lake. I felt my heart skip a beat and I chanced a glance over my shoulder. He was waiting with his death eater robes already on.
"Waiting to be kidnapped." I said truthfully. He raised an eyebrow and held his hand out to help me up.
"I was hoping you would be slightly less dramatic at being invited to dinner. The company may not be the best, but the Christmas eve dinners are legendary with him." He said not having to explain who he was referring to. I snorted in humor at this following him to the gates.
"There are seven billion other people I would rather have dinner with than him. Trust me." I said shaking my head. He had a glimmer of a smile, but it was quickly gone and we walked rapidly down the hill.
I expected him to have me appearate to Malfoy manor, but he pulled me away suddenly when we got out of the gates and we spun rapidly together.
In a flash Hogwarts was gone and I was at the entrance of a beautiful snow covered brick manor. It wasn't Malfoy manor, that was for sure.
"You can't be seen in that. These guys are creeps." Snape said, releasing me instantly, his eyes grazing me over in an not appropriate way for the first time since the lake talk. My clothes had become messed up in the spin and my shirt was showing more than what I typically allowed.
"Oh? Only you can look at me like that then?" I questioned him, folding my arms defiantly. I didn't like being told to change so someone else wouldn't look at me, it was entirely unfair.
"Yes. Precisely." He said in a matter of fact way.
"I'm not your toy." I retorted hotly and made to stomp away, but he grabbed me roughly by my wrist pulling me back to him, his dark eyes full of ice.
"Granger, you go in like that and you will leave with nothing on. No one is to touch you. I repeat, you CANNOT go in there like that." He warned me, his temper showing, his grip on my arm bruising me. I gasped in pain and he released me finally.
"Fine." I gave in reluctantly. He waved his wand down me and my school uniform changed into an elegant light white dress that covered every inch of me, yet showed off my figure in a slightly scandalous way. I loved it. It was perfectly safe, yet still a hint of adventure.
He led me through the massive gardens with the bushes and trees covered in snow. I could imagine it was beautiful on a summer day.
The brick mansion was large and steady, and when we went inside the grey brick transformed to a beautiful white marble floor that gleamed. The entrance hall was massive and held a huge glass chandelier above it, reflecting the pristine white surface back on itself.
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Bonded to her
FanfictionHermione finds herself in a plot not of her own demise. she wants to control her destiny, but being captured by death eaters throws her for a turn she couldn't have seen coming. Snape has always been cruel and cold so when Hermione starts to see the...
