Chapter 30: A Merging of Worlds

Severus Snape's Quarters, Slytherin Dungeons ,Hogwarts...

With a pounding headache, Severus Snape found himself awakening as if he had just returned from one of the dark lord's infamous revels. His head continued to throb as sat up in bed. He had been dressed only in his black pajama pants and sweating like he had been enduring physical labor for hours. Everything had become clear the night before. He had seen the memories himself as Sebastian Prince and knew all that occurred during that time. He sighed shifting his focus from the pleasant image of Hermione Granger back to his current need to end the throbbing in his head. He would get his revenge on those responsible for the deceit but for now a pain potion was more appealing. Slowly, the raven haired wizard made his way toward the front room. He had a bottle of pain potion stashed somewhere and his need to find it grew terribly.

It had nearly all been too much when he found out that he had deflowered Hermione Granger. She had been his student for so many years it was hard to see her as anything else. He knew that he, himself had been "17" at the time of the encounter but it still unnerved him. He had deflowered a total of three young women in his life time. The first had been Lily Evans, before she made off with that pompous prat James and had the brat Harry. The second had been Narcissa Black, before she had chosen to cow tow to her pureblood families demands and marry another pureblood, in this case Lucius Malfoy. One could not imagine the anger he felt at watching her marry his best friend, Lucius had known about their relationship and even encouraged it giving the young Severus pointers and so forth about pleasing a woman. The third witch had the unfortunate luck of being with a emotionally distraught, newly branded death eater, Sasha Thoreau.

Now. Now he had Hermione Jean Granger added to his list of casualties.

Snape retrieved his pain potion and drank it down rather greedily. The green liquid went down rather smooth and it was only a few moments before the throbbing dulled and the ache subsided. He took a breath as the image of heated amber eyes flashed in his mind. There had been so much longing in them. He had never known anyone that had ever wanted him like she had.

Get a hold of yourself. She's a student for Merlin's sake. You've known her since she was 12 years old.

The pale wizard sighed.

He made his way back to his front room and fixed himself a drink.

{Lily had been 8 when you knew her. She had no problem giving herself to you when she reached the age of 15. Narcissa was 17 when she came to you. And let's not for get 15 year old Sasha.}

{Lily and I grew up together I was 16 when I took her and it was at her insistence. Should have known she was only using me as practice for Potter. Narcissa was older than myself and again I was 16 when I took her and again it was at her insistence. Sasha was...}

{Younger and very willing. }

{Sod off.}

{Granger is also young, but of age ol' boy and very willing if our memory is any indication.}

{Sod off.}

{ Admit it you want to DO her...she appears quite talented even for a Muggle-Born but that has always been a real turn on for you.}

{Sod off!}

{I bet it makes your cock twitch just thinking about it.}

{SOD OFF!}

{She's quite a looker wouldn't you say.}

{I am not hearing this!}

{One could just imagine her hot little body writhing below you...}

{NO!"}

{Admit that you wouldn't mind bending her over one of those desks during one of your detentions.}

{SHUT UP MALFOY!}

{?}

{Malfoy!?}

Snape snapped out of his thoughts and looked around the room. There was no sign of Lucius but he had been more than sure that the albino wizard had been in his mind. He noticed that had been so preoccupied that he had not seen the flames coming from the floo. It was apparent that given his state of utter confusion that Lucius attempted to try and manipulate his new found knowledge. The irate Potions Professor disabled his floo and turned his attention back to his drink.

"You are next Lucius." said Snape darkly as he finished off his drink. "And I guarantee you won't see it coming."

Snape pulled himself together and got ready to face the day ahead. He sighed as he stood clad in his trademark attire. His lengthy raven hair at his shoulders and the clear lack of sleep evident in his eyes.

"How the hell am I going to get through detention with Miss Granger tonight?" he asked himself.

{ You act as if the witch was the dark lord incarnate.}

Snape sighed.

"There's an idea." he said aloud.

After composing himself, the pale wizard left the dungeons. This was going to be another long day.

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The Corridors, Hogwarts...

Snape moved briskly down the halls determined not to run into Granger this time around. With the knowledge of what happened between them still fresh in his mind, he had not trusted himself not to act upon it. Despite his misgivings, the wizard had been still very attracted to the witch and it would not due for her to know of his affections. She had still appeared to be under the illusion that Sebastian Prince was his long lost son and it was best that he kept it that way. The young witch was still very young and she had a bright future ahead of her.

So far so good.

All he had run into was a few second year Ravenclaws and it had been all too easy to give them a good scare. He passed them with his dark eyes narrowed and a scowl on his pale face. They looked back at him wide eyed as they scrambled to make themselves scarce. Ordinarily, he would have been amused at their fearful antics but his mind had been much too occupied with trying to suppress his desire for a certain Gryffindor witch.

Snape continued his brisk pace pleased that there had been no sign of Hermione as of yet. As he walked he had to push down another memory flash as he passed the niche he frequently pulled her into to snog her under Minerva's radar. A small pulse went through him as he mentally went back to those heated kisses.

"Merlin...help me." he said softly doing his best to shake the images from his already confused mind.

He had been fortunate that Hermione had not appeared during his walk. Or rather she was. Fortunate indeed.

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The Great Hall, Hogwarts...

The Potions Professor couldn't bring himself to look up from his plate. Hermione Granger sat at the Gryffindor table chatting with her idiot friends and all he could do was struggle not to get lost in his rapidly returning memories. For the first time since he had been Sebastian, he had been noticing little things about Hermione that were of no consequence to him before. Her laughter made him feel contented for some reason and at peace. He found himself almost willing Hermione to look up at the staff table. His heart had been pounding with such anticipation, that he had believed anyone close to him would be able to hear it. He got a few curious looks from the werewolf as his ears perked but that was about it.

Her amber eyes fell on him at last near the end of the meal and his heart continued pounding wildly in his chest earning yet another curious look from Lupin as he watched him. The Defense Against The Dark Arts Professor had been watching The Potions Professor rather intently. He had not known why his heart rate had suddenly increased but he was surely surprised by it. Severus Snape usually had a good deal of control of his emotions right down to his heart rate. An impressive feat if ever Lupin had saw one.

The twinkling blue eyes of Albus Dumbledore fell on The aforementioned Potions Professor as well. He had made it a point to watch for signs of change in the younger wizard's demeanor in case he got his memories back from his adventures as Sebastian. He wanted to be the one to explain what happened and why such precautions had to be taken. He knew more than anyone that Severus Snape would not see what was done for him as being for his own good.

The Headmaster sighed.

It was going to be an up hill battle to convince the young wizard that he only had his best interest at heart. The meal had been pleasant with idle chatter from the student and the staff alike with the exception of Snape, who had been busy trying his hardest not to look at Hermione Granger.

It was proving to be quite a difficult task.

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Gryffindor Table...

Hermione had thought Professor Snape seemed to be acting quite strange. He appeared to avoiding looking at her for some reason. She wondered if it had something to do with Sebastian. Perhaps something had happened with him. The Gryffindor witch looked back down at the ring on her finger. She hoped that he had been okay. She had not heard from him since that afternoon in McGonagall's class. The raven haired wizard had not even so much as sent her an owl letting her know that he had been alright.

An awful thought occurred to her about death eaters possibly being behind his lack of contact.

Sebastian. She thought as sadness began to fill her.

{You still have my heart.} came a voice that she wasn't sure had been a memory or his own.

Sebastian? she thought again.

The witch had been so fixated on her thought she had not noticed that Professor Snape had glanced at her briefly before returning to his obsidian eyes to his plate. The brief reassurance had been all the witch seemed to need and she turned her attention back to her own plate as nearby Gryffindors chatted and she nodded absently doing her best to smile as they continued.

The green eyes of Harry Potter shifted back n forth between The Potions Professor and Hermione. He had not known for sure but it appeared that Snape had been reaching out to Hermione in some way. No. It couldn't be. The Professor simply looked in her direction. He doesn't have his memories after all how could he know anything about Sebastian Prince and Hermione?

Snape turned his attention to the green eyed wizard and something of a mischievous scowl filed across his face. Harry raised an eyebrow in confusion.

OR DOES HE?