Warning : self harm / suicide attempts

Hermione had avoided Snape since that encounter. He felt rejected, every time he would try to get her attention or talk to her she would make excuses to get away.
She was becoming more and more frail, her eyes were sunken and she barely ate at mealtimes.

He caught her as she was leaving Auror training, and he grabbed her arm in desperation for her to acknowledge him. "Professor, I really must go." She groaned, trying to free herself from his grasp. "Hermione... please....." he insisted, keeping a firm grip on her. "I don't want to talk Professor, just let me go and leave me alone!" She snapped, Snape get defeated and let her arm go, noticing some scars on her arms as her robes fell back over them.

He had never felt so worried in his entire life, she was self harming and he just wanted to tell her how much he loved her, he returned to the headmasters office and looked at the painting of Dumbledore.

"What is wrong dear boy?" Albus asked gently as the painting sprung to life, he could see the pain in Snape's eyes.
"It's Hermione, Albus. She will not let anyone help her..." Snape sighed, "Severus, you must never give up. One must always fight for the one they truly love." Albus grinned. "She's harming herself, she's not eating, the girl looks sick." Snape explained. "Then heal her." Albus replied plainly.

"Great advice, 'heal her' did he not just listen to a word i said?" Snape groaned, and made his way up to the Gryffindor tower. Once he arrived at Hermione's small room he knocked at the door but got no reply. He argued internally if he should let himself in or respect her privacy. Finally after much deliberation he  raised his wand a charmed the door open.

He went inside but she was not there, he could hear water running and assumed she was in the shower. He sat down on her bed and waited patiently. He gasped when at the corner of the ajar bathroom door was a flow of what looked like blood.

He jumped up and ran through the door and saw Hermione slunk down unconscious on the floor under the shower, he saw just how many cuts she had on her arms and legs. Her wrist was cut open, and there was a razor blade on the floor next to her. He picked her up, and wrapped her in the comforter that was on her bed. He ran towards the hospital wing as fast as he could.

"What on earth?" Madame Pomfrey screeched as Snape ran into the ward. "She's unconscious, she's lost a lot of blood Poppy." He cried out, placing her into an empty bed. The medi witch attended to her right away and Snape pulled the curtain around the bed so nobody could see.

"She's naked!" "She was in the shower of course she's fucking naked! The comforter doesn't happen to be her outfit of the day!" Snape spat, helping Poppy unwrap the witch.
"You should step outside the curtain Professor Snape." She insisted but it fell upon deaf ears.
"I don't think that matters right now, and I'm not leaving her side."

"The cut is deep, it's grazed an artery. Although not greatly. I need to use magic to heal the wound." She explained, carting 2 different spells. The wounds closed up, but still looked awful. "Severus please go and get a hospital gown, 2 blankets and a blood replenishing potion from my stores." Pomfrey insisted, and Snape disappeared.

He returned after a few minutes with the items and she medi witch poured the potion down Hermione's throat. "We must get her dry and warm." Snape insisted, raising his wand and using a drying spell. Suddenly her soaking wet hair was dry. He helped Madame Pomfrey put her in a gown and they carried her to a dry bed. Wrapping her up in the blankets.

"We must wait to see the blood replenishing potion start to work, if it doesn't I may be forced to give her a second one." Pomfrey explained. "Is she going to be ok Poppy?" Snape asked, desperation in his voice. "Time will tell... but I don't wish for her to be left unattended." "I'm not leaving her side." Snape insisted, taking a seat beside the bed and taking Hermione's hand in his.

"Are you in love with her?" Poppy asked him outright.
"I'm completely and desperately in love with this woman." He replied.
The medi witch smiled gently, and placed a hand on his shoulder to comfort him.