Chapter 8: Hermione Get's In Trouble?

Hermione was flourishing about Professor Snape making her and her brothers work on their homework so early in the break. The prospect of getting things back to a slightly normal atmosphere was a comfort to Hermione even though her brothers certainly did not agree with her. Hermione didn't mind giving in to what Snape thought was right. He was trying to help and she was going to try and trust him. She sort of felt like she was in a trance like state regarding her compliance but could not help to be so submissive to authority.

'I'm finally done with my History of Magic homework.' Hermione thought smiling, basking in the feel of satisfaction that was going through her for a task being completed. Hermione could not truly remember the last time she felt a sense of accomplishment and by god it felt brilliant.

Just as the girl was putting her homework back in her bag, she heard footsteps coming up the stairs towards the room she was working in. The impulse to run and hide was strong as the know-it-all thought through many possible threats that could come through the door and attack her.

Ever since the war, Hermione had become very paranoid and was reluctant to act on her Gryffindor instincts. Voldemort had had his Death Eaters kill her parents which in turn had made Hermione numb of emotions from crying so much after the war had finally come to a close. She was just thankful that Dumbledore and Snape saw her, Harry's, and Ron's situation as a problem that needed to be fixed. She did not like to be treated like a little kid, but trying to rebuild her Gryffindor courage was not going to be an easy task to do. She somehow knew that the person was probably Snape coming to check on her, but after the hell of the war, she was going to take no chances and adhere to Mad Eye's advice on constant vigilance. How she wanted to trust in Snape, but trust was not a thing easily given and earned. For all she knew the person could easily be a Death Eater that got passed Snape's wards, even though the odds of anyone but Professor Dumbledore getting through Snape's magic was highly unlikely.

Hermione was frozen from fear at all the possible scenarios running through her perceptive mind until she felt like something hit her in the gut. 'Where is my wand?'The girl thought anxiously as she searched the area around her.

'How stupid of me! How can I be so daft as to leave behind my only means of protection. It is in my room on the nightstand next to my bed.'She thought dejectedly just as the door knob to Snape's study started to turn.

In her fright, the quickly ran to the door and decided to stand beside it hoping to get the element of surprise over whomever was entering the room. With or without her wand Hermione was not going down without a fight.

"Miss Grang-"Snape started to say but was jumped by the girl as he entered the room in his usual fashion, with his robes billowing out behind him.

To say Snape was shocked would be an understatement but as usual he quickly schooled his features into his habitual cold mask and scowled as he mentally prepared himself to chastise the girl. The resident Potions Master just wanted to tell the girl that lunch was going to be brought up shortly, then he was going to have a talk with her about the current events she had to endure so far at his home. He knew that the boys would fight him every step of the way but was aware that Hermione at least had some common sense to compose herself.

Hermione jumped onto the back of the person entering the room having the intent to at least knock the intruder to the floor, but was solely disappointed when she realized she had indeed just jumped onto her guardian. Even upon realizing that it was indeed Snape, the lion in her told her to keep up her attack and try to escape. For some reason she suddenly felt so rebellious and alive she wanted to defy his authority and go collect Harry and Ron to leave their new home and find a place for themselves where no one would be able to find them. As it was though, luck was not to be on her side as Snape used his wand and cast the spell 'Wingardium Liviosa' to levitate her off of his back and onto a couch before he closed the study door and placed a locking charm on it and silencing charms around the room for the utmost privacy.

"What were you doing you silly girl?"Snape growled at Hermione as she tried to gather her thoughts and compose herself.

"Sir, I thought you were a Death Eater so I was using constant vigilance. I forgot my wand in my room and had no weapon to defend myself with."Hermione stated as she looked down at the floor in a submissive manor.

"You are in no position to even worry about such things as constant vigilance and as such I want your wand. My home is securely warded by Dumbledore's and my own magic. We are virtually un-plot-able so any remaining Death Eaters would not even be able to locate where any of you are. I will also be taking Mr. Potter's and Mr. Weasley's wands as well."Snape said in a slow tone of voice as if her were talking to one of his dunderhead students, making Hermione huff indignantly at the concept of Snape insulting he intelligence. The fight left Hermione a moment later as a sudden realization came upon her about what the dungeons bat just said.

"No sir, please! I promise I will not attack you again. Please let us keep our wands!"Hermione pleaded.

Hermione loved her wand and could not imagine being without it. It was apart of her and she needed it to feel safe and secure. It was not right for a witch or wizard to be without their wands!

"This is for your own good. You are grieving and the less stress on you the better."Snape stated trying to keep his voice levelled while still holding the right amount of authority. "We are going to go to your room and you are going to hand over your wand to me without any fuss. I will keep it safe and you will get it back when I see the time is right."

Hermione could hear the clear threat in the mans tone of voice and knew better than to disobey the keen Potions Master. She sighed in defeat showing Snape that she would do what was asked of her.

Severus watched the girl expectantly and internally relaxed at the girls obvious deflation. He knew Miss Granger would give up and smirked at her before stalking over to the study door and using his wand to take the spells down off the door and the room.

The trek through the upstairs hallway was blissfully silent which Snape was thankful for. He did not need the girl nagging at him about all the reasons why she needed her wand. Upon arriving to their destination, Hermione slowly opened her bedroom door and walked in. The Potions Master followed suit and saw her wand immediately sitting on her night stand next to her lamp and surprisingly her nappy that she was guaranteed to be wearing tonight. Seeing that she had a place for the items that she knew she needed made him proud of her, even though he would not admit as much to the girl.

"I see you found a place to put your nappy. I thought you would try to throw it out or hide it. Good girl!"Snape said praising her as he walked over to her night stand and picked up her wand.

'Did Severus Snape just give me praise? What has the world come to? He even called me a good girl.'Hermione thought, her stomach swelling with a warmth she couldn't remember feeling in a long time.

The know-it-all Gryffindor princess watched Snape handle her wand and could feel a tingling feeling around her neck. She remembered hearing Snape say that the collars would warn her and the boys when something bad or uncomfortable was about to happen and knew that because she would miss her wand, her collar would make her feel awkward for some time. She just lightly stroked the red leather around her neck before looking at the floor in embarrassment and shame. 'I feel like a four year old getting denied her teddy bear. I really don't like all the limits being set. First off I have to wear a collar like a pet, secondly I have to wear training nappies like a toddler, and thirdly I have to have my wand taken away from me. This is so humiliating!'

Snape let Miss Granger stand in the middle of room looking down at the red carpeted floor before taking up a seat on the girls bed. He just looked at the girls wand as he traced his fingers along the vine pattern it contained. He gave the girl a moment of complete silence to sort out the thoughts that were likely running through her mind at a vigorous pace before he determinedly spoke up about the subject of the kids deepest loathing.

"Your nappy was one of the things I was coming upstairs to talk to you about. I have spoken with the Headmaster about the bed wetting situation but would like to hear how it began from you. I do realize it is a hard topic to talk about and I am willing to wait patiently for you to begin where you see fit to start. I am asking you because I know the boys will be difficult."Snape said putting Hermione's wand away inside his cloak, well aware that the girl was watching her wand the entire time he was tracing his fingers over it.

Snape quickly took his wand in hand and waved it to close and lock her bedroom door, then he put silencing charms up to make sure that their conversation remained private. He wanted Hermione's trust and had to work on getting her to tell him her private thoughts. He needed to know so he could help her to the best of his ability. He had to admit that Hermione was an easier target to talk to than the boys would be. After the incident between himself and Mr. Weasley that morning, he was not ready to talk to them yet.

The girl slowly started to move towards her bed. She didn't think she would be able to talk about such a private matter while standing up. She had hoped that Snape would not ask questions and would just have her and the boys wear the nappies until they no longer woke up wet. A shiver of dread went through her as she climbed onto the bed and sat with her back flat against the headboard. She just stared back at Snape blankly who was sitting on the edge of her bed waiting for her to speak.

"Well, Miss Granger!"Snape stated as he watched the girls features for any change. He feared that the girl would have a panic attack because of how stiff her body was. He even noticed the girl stroking her collar for her fingers to be doing something.

Hermione shakily took an uneven breath before finally speaking up.

"Sir, we really don't hav-"Hermione started to say before Snape cut her off by holding his hand up to silence her while shaking his head to tell her that they had to have this talk whether she liked it or not.

"Lets start with when you first noticed your problem. When did you start wetting the bed?"Snape asked in a calmly but firm tone with authority laced in his question so Hermione would be compelled to answer him.

Hermione wanted nothing more than for the ground to swallow her up. She could not believe the conversation Snape was making her have. She could feel the heat from the blush she had at being asked this from her mean Potions Master that had ridiculed her and her friends for the time she had been at Hogwarts.

'Next he will probably have me wearing nappies all day while sucking on a pacifier, holding a stuffed animal and having me wear footy pyjamas for his entertainment.'Hermione thought blushing a deep red at her wild thoughts.

Taking a deep breath, Hermione prepared herself to answer him.

"Sir, I started my 'problem' just before Christmas."

Snape noticed that Hermione was going to take the long way around while answering to his questions. That was fine with him because a Slytherin always gets what he wants and Snape would get the information he needed one way or another.

"When you noticed your 'problem' what did you think about it?"Snape questioned bluntly wanting to know why she kept it to herself and not told an adult.

"When I noticed it, I kind of thought it was just a one time thing and it wouldn't happen again so I just did a cleaning spell and went on my way."Hermione briskly said, wishing she could stop this discussion in its tracks. The unfairness of it all was unjustly and Hermione couldn't understand why she couldn't just be left alone. She knew the Headmaster knew all the information he needed to know about their insecurities now that she and the boys had no family.

"What do you think should have been done about the problem as it has obviously continued."Snape said watching the Gryffindor turn her gaze to the nappy on her nightstand.

"I think if I was monitored when my problem started, I could have been woken up every few hours to use the loo during the night. With my dorm mates around, I don't think my secret would have stayed a secret for very long. That is why I took the situation into my own hands and performed cleaning spells whenever I woke up wet."Hermione explained defiantly, hoping that this was answer enough so Snape would leave her room.

With how much she hated her 'problem' at this moment, she glared at her safety net to keeping her bed dry which made Snape smirk in amusement at the girl's stubbornness. Snape thought she looked overly young and innocent which made him feel overly protective of her in that moment. No harm was going to become of his adopted daughter and he would make it known to all.

"Your nappy is not just going to disappear because you are glaring at it."Snape stated in amusement as he raised his right eyebrow.

Hermione quickly looked away from the subject of their conversation soon locking her eyes with Snape at last. She saw the raised eyebrow and tried to turn her face away from Snape's view because of the heat radiating off her cheeks from humiliation. Snape would have none of that, so he quickly countered by moving over on the bed until he was directly in front of his new daughter. He used his long fingers to stroke a piece of hair out of the girls face and tucked the strand behind her ears before lightly forcing the girls focus back at his face by firmly holding her chin in place.

"Why didn't you tell anyone about your problem?I think you should have went to Minerva. She could have helped you or at the very least directed you to Madam Pomfrey. I would think you would rather of wanted a girl confidant instead of having the conversation come down to me."Snape said, loosening his hold on Hermione's jaw so the girl could answer him.

"How could I have turned to someone. We were in the midst of an up coming war. I am a fourteen year old witch and teenager. Going to an adult about...about my...bed wetting is like walking over to Draco Malfoy and saying I'm bisexual. It just doesn't happen! Most of all it is humiliating."Hermione said, trying to block the tears that were threatening to fall from her deep chocolate brown eyes.

"I just want you to know it would have been kept confidential. Dumbledore told me as much. You have nothing to worry about."

Hermione looked up at Snape again to see if she could detect the lie she was sure that Snape was telling her. This man was the same man who took points from Gryffindor constantly and handed out detentions like there was no tomorrow. The thing that shocked her most while staring in to Snape's endless obsidian eyes was that she could not prove that the Potions Master was being a conniving Slytherin.

"So I would not be wrong in saying that you were relieved to know your bed would be dry when I came back up the stairs with the black bag last night. You were relieved that I would not be angry with you if you did wet yourself because in all you would still have a dry bed and dry clothes."

Hermione just nodded her head in the affirmative. She was suddenly feeling exhausted and accepted that Snape would help her carry her burden from here on out.

Snape saw Hermione relax in acceptance and fatigue and decided to leave the conversation at that for now.

"Are you tired? Do you want to take a nap? You can eat when you wake up?"Snape offered knowing out of the children that she was probably the only one to complete her homework to perfection. He was honestly more proud of Hermione than he would dare say.

"Well I am kind of tired all of a sudden. Is it all right if I take a short nap?"Hermione asked biting on her bottom lip after she asked this.

"Yes, that is acceptable because I am sure you at least completed some of your homework. You may, but after our conversation I want your nappy on before you lie down."Snape said in a serious tone.

Hermione sighed. How did she know Snape was going to tell her that.

"Fine, Deal!"Hermione said yawning before she walked over to her night stand to grab her nappy making Snape smirk. "You don't trust me. You think I'm going to have an accident."

"I have said nothing of the sort. I just want to be on the safe side. If you wear the nappy, no harm done."Snape said in an amused voice.

Snape then went over to the door to stand outside it, trying to give Hermione some privacy to change.

Hermione watched as Snape walked out her door and closed it before she decided to glare at the plastic object in her right hand. Hermione then took her knickers off before holding the nappy in position. She then proceeded to put her legs through the leg gatherers and pulled the soft plastic up her slim thighs. The girl lifted her skirt up so she could fix the waistband to her satisfaction before testing if she could take it off herself. Of course it would not budge which made the Gryffindor groan in frustration. Hearing the noise the girl was making, Snape walked into the room smirking at her for trying to defy his will. Once it was on it was on until he said otherwise, he knew Hermione knew that.

"Now that you have it on I will leave you to sleep for a bit while I accompany the boys downstairs."

'At least she is trying to accept her fate. Time to see Mr. Potter!'Snape thought just before nodding his head to Hermione that it was okay to rest. so she climbed under a thin red sheet and closed her eyes letting sleep take over her body. Snape just watched Hermione drift off for a minute before turning on his heels and taking the magic off of the girl's room and door. He closed the door lightly and heard the soft click, hoping that she would be okay without the Dreamless Sleep Potion for a couple hours. He internally shrugged because his wand would glow red if the girl was in need of his assistance.

Once downstairs Snape saw Harry sitting on the living room couch eating a sandwich. He walked into the living room scowling as Harry looked up at him.

"How's Hermione? You were up there for awhile so I assume you two were getting along."Harry said trying to tease Snape as the Potions Master glared at him in return.

"Miss Granger is sleeping and is not to be disturbed until she wakes up. She is also grounded so she will not be going outside for a week even if it is just the backyard with you and Mr. Weasley."Snape stated seeing Harry look at him in confusion.

"No way! Hermione really got into trouble?"Ron asked walking into the living room with a full platter of sandwiches.

"What did 'Mione' do to deserve to be grounded? She usually lives by the rules at least most of the time."Harry said, shocked about the news.

"Miss Granger decided to attack me so I am punishing her. Knowing her she will submit to it and not do it again which is why its only a week.

"Why does she have to be grounded for a long period of time. I'm sure when she attacked you it wasn't anything worse than what I did."Ron stated smugly as he took a bite out of his sandwich.

"Mr. Weasley, your eating habits are atrocious and the reason why your punishments have not been longer is because you had physical. I think that grounding Miss Granger is just as affective as spanking you. At this moment she does not know that I have grounded her. I plan on telling her when she wakes up."Snape spoke authoritatively before he remembered something else of importance. "I would like for the two of you to hand over your wands!"

"Our wands, but why?"Harry asked fishing his wand out of his trousers back pocket.

"You all are dealing with you stress and grief and don't need the burden of anything else plaguing your miniscule minds."Snape smirked at the boys with mirth. "What ever Death Eaters are left are not your problem any longer. That job belongs to the Order of The Phoenix. Me and Dumbledore have placed strong wards on my home so that if the Death Eaters were looking for you they would never find you. This place is un-plot-able so you are safe within distance of the wards."

"What? That's not fair! You already have limited us as it is now you want to take our wands to, that is rubbish."Ron stated angrily as he clenched his hands into fists at his sides.

Snape held out his hands for the two wands. Harry handed over his wand, but it took an 'Accio' to summon Ron's wand over to him. Now having all three of the Gryffindors wands safely tucked away in his cloak pocket, he had another issue to address.

"Mr. Weasley. I know how much you are looking forward to this question but I have to ask. Does your nappy need to be changed?"Snape asked as coldly and distant as he could manage to sound so the boy would not feel severely embarrassed.

Ron could not believe this. He blanched hearing those dreaded words said and worse of all in front of Harry.

"No I do not, so sod off!"Ron yelled furiously at Snape, glaring daggers once again at the man.

'This has been one of the worse days of my life and it keeps getting worse.'Ron thought in white hot seething rage.

"Language Mr. Weasley! All you had to say was no sir. It is as simple as that. Mr. Potter would you like your nappy on as well?"Snape asked remembering Harry's teasing at the beginning of the conversation.

"No thank you sir. I will wait until bedtime."Harry said blushing the colour of Ron's hair from being asked that. He also could not help but blush in shame at Ron's punishment. He could not believe that Snape was making Ron wear a nappy for the full day and night. 'So far out stay here has been really strange.'Harry couldn't help but think.

"Is that a promise from a wayward Gryffindor I hear. So you are planning on getting it on yourself tonight without a fuss? That is very good to hear."Snape said in satisfaction as he smirked at the glaring teens who would just get punished if they rebuked at him like the Gryffindors they are meant to be. I a way, Snape was hoping that Harry and Ron would start being more like they used to be. It would mean that they would be getting used to their situation and would be moving on. Snape didn't like the depressed state the 'Trio' seemed to be drowning in.

The only good thing about the state of the children was that they knew he was in charge and he was not a simpleton. He would not be like the staff at Hogwarts and overlook the 'Trios' misdeeds. They would know by the end of the Summer who really had the power and there would be no more outbursts about how unfair he was of how cruel the treatment he was putting upon them was. He would make sure to get his authority engraved in the Gryffindor's heads.

"I will allow you both to go outside and fly on your brooms for awhile. You have been working on your homework for most of the morning so I think a break is in order."Snape stated seeing both the boy's eyes fill up with hope at his words. "I will be down in the basement brewing some Potions while your sister sleeps, so hopefully your stunts won't get out of hand and no harm will fall upon you. I really don't want to waste anymore Potions ingredients then is necessary."

The boys didn't need to be told twice that they were to get out of his sight for a necessary amount of time. They both raced upstairs to grab their brooms then raced to the back door that was attached to the kitchen. The Potions Master just smirked at the boys retreat and the need to have some fun. Snape would later talk to the boys like he did Hermione, but at this moment the children were grating on his nerves and he desperately wanted to go and be around his Potions ingredients. So with that in mind he walked towards the basement in quick strides. He could not wait to be in his comfort zone of familiarity. He truly loved being a Potions Master and most importantly, it got his mind on the simmering delicacies that would soon be bubbling in his cauldron.

As he walked through the kitchen to get to the basement, Snape unfortunately herd a familiar hissing and sneered at the orange excuse of a cat that was under his kitchen table.

"Your Mistress is in bed taking a nap. If I were you, I would go and check on her before I became a pile of hair on the tiled floor."Snape growled, making the cat hiss at him once more before bounding out of the kitchen. To say Snape disliked Granger's cat would be an understatement. He just didn't want to explain to the girl why her cat would have gone missing, so he resumed his walk to his lab and sighed in content when he closed the basement door behind him. 'Privacy at last!'

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