Dear Severus Snape (Snarry Fanfiction)

Chapter Fifty One

"Ginny!" Mrs. Weasley gasped, leaping to her feet. "What on Earth happened to you?"

Ginny's teeth chattered and her body trembled slightly. The cold April air didn't seem to help her situation whatsoever.

"Mark..." Ginny whispered. "We fought and... and he hit me."

All of Ginny's brothers stood up at once. Their sister may have been acting like a git for the past couple of months, but no one laid their hands on their little sister.

Mrs. Weasley looked outraged.

"He turned his wand on you?"

Ginny sighed tiredly.

"No. He didn't use magic. He didn't want it to be able to be traced...."

She sunk down onto the dining room floor as though she no longer had the strength to support herself.

Mrs. Weasley fell to her knees next to her, and Mr. Weasley rushed to her side.

"I'll kill him." Mr. Weasley threatened, with an expression of pure rage.

"Don't..." Ginny murmured weakly. "He's gone."

Harry and Snape exchanged a quick glance. Did that mean Mark was dead? Had Ginny taken matters into her own hands?

"He left." She continued, closing her eyes. "I kicked him out. I'm sorry, mum. I'm so sorry."

Sobs escaped from her lips, but Harry struggled to find sympathy for her.

Snape, surprisingly, was the one who volunteered to help her in the end. He stood up from the kitchen table, and slowly made his way over to Ginny.

"If you will let me..." He murmured. "I will heal her."

Mr. Weasley looked up at him, a grateful expression on his pale, freckled face.

"Of course, Severus." He replied. "You could probably heal her far better than I ever could, not that any father wants to admit that. But you do have more training, and I trust you."

Snape gave a curt nod, showing his approval at the other man's words. He knelt quietly and murmured,

"Vulnera Sanatur."

The gashes on Ginny's arms and face stitched themselves closed, and Molly let out a deep breath.

"Draco." Snape called. "I believe I used most of, if not all of my healing potions on Harry."

He paused to glare at Harry, as though it was his fault.

"Would you be able to run over to your shop and grab a few healing potions for me?"

Draco nodded, though he eyed Ginny with a look of distaste. George shot him a grateful look, and offered to go with him. The two men disapperated away a few moments later.

Ron and Hermione whispered frantically to each other, but Harry paid no attention to them. He instead laid a gentle hand on Snape's shoulder. Snape twitched briefly, then turned his head to face Harry, an eyebrow raised in question.

"Thank you." Harry mouthed.

Snape looked over at Molly and Arthur, who were both crying and muttering things about "failing their daughter."

"Of course." Snape mouthed back.

Since Draco and George weren't back yet, Harry took the opportunity to kneel next to Snape.