Severus sighed heavily. His left eye was still blackened, but since his stated that sentence, there was no more pain. Without saying anything, Severus gave the journal to Dumbledore. "Granger and I have feeling for each other. Trelawney gave a prophecy, about fire and ice and saving a heart that rots. Then we also can hear each others thoughts, which was the soul reason we were searching. We were trying to close her mind."

Dumbledore sifted through the journal and smiled. "You have found your prophecy."

"Pardon?" Severus raised an eyebrow. Dumbledore set Granger's journal on her bed and sat down. 

"Your prophecy. Everyone has a love prophecy. A perfect pair. I could easily tell you that the prophecy is all about love and you and Miss Granger. I could tell you that the rotting heart is near you both. But," he chuckled, "I'll let you figure it out."

Severus raised his eyebrow. What use was all that? He needed Granger here. All of a sudden, his left arm started to hurt. Dumbledore looked at Severus' death grip on his left arm. "Go."

Without a word, Severus stormed out to find his master. Past the students, past Minerva who was asking questions, and past the other teachers coming to help. He apparated as soon as he was outside the gate of the grounds. 

"SEVERUS WE HAVE A PRESENT FOR YOU!" Shouted Bellatrix. Hermione lay crying on the ground, blood rushing from her wrist. He held himself back from rushing to her. His left eye had gone back to normal, she was looking at him and begging with a look. 

"My Lord," Severus said, bowing. 

The Dark Lord looked at Severus and at Granger. "Severus, Bellatrix has gotten a gift for you. However, I dont know if it was intentional or spur of the moment."

Severus hadn't dared to get up. "My Lord, if Dumbledore finds out that the muggleborn is with me and not in school he will suspect. We need to return her. "

"So, you're not grateful for what Bellatrix went through?" 

Severus felt his Lord's snake eyes on him. "Not so, my lord. We do not want Dumbledore to realize what is happening under his nose. I think of you and your cause."

"Hmm, have you found out what Potter is doing with Dumbledore?"

"Not yet, My lord."

The Dark Lord grunted angrily. "Take the mudblood back and make sure she knows she's yours and that we are stripped from her memory."

Severus bowed deeper and grabbed Hermione's had and apparated on the spot. Once they were at the edge of the grounds, Severus picked up Hermione and carried her to his bed. She was still crying and the blood, while it stopped, still fresh and he needed to treat the wound. Knowing Bellatrix, she would do something bad to keep whatever wound fresh for long periods. 

"Hermione," He set her on the bed, she had passed out as he got into his bedroom. Her wrist was bloodied and nasty looking. She must have used a poisoned knife to cut mudblood into her wrist. He started the recovery process to healing her wound. 

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