Hey Guys, this is my first try at making a fic longer than a oneshot so please fell free to give me advice!! it would be much appreciated
Disclaimer: I own nothing that you recognise. (I wish I had/owned Severus Snape in the flesh though!!)
Chapter Dedicated to: My best friend, Cait, even though she doesn't read Harry Potter
Chapter One
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Just as she stepped through the barrier, separating her from her muggle parents, onto Platform 9¾, the witch was caught in a bone crushing hug. Stepping back she looked up at the two people known to make up 2/3 of the Golden Trio and her best friends. The first, a red-head reaching 6ft4in, with blue eyes, a cheeky grin and long limbs was known as Ron Weasley. Turning to the boy, or more appropriately man, on her right she took in the 6ft2in height, messy black hair, broad grin, lightning bolt scar and piercing emerald eyes belonging to Harry Potter. Each boy sported muscles, no doubt from playing quidditch, and were looking at her as though seeing her for the first time. Hermione Granger, the third part of the infamous Golden Trio, was 5ft8in, had brown hair with golden streaks falling around her shoulders in ringlets, an hourglass shape most girls would die for, and dark brown eyes.
"Bloody hell Hermione," a shocked Ron finally spoke.
"Bloody hell is right," agreed Harry.
"What?" she asked looking down at herself wondering what was wrong.
"You've changed. You look so…girly."
"Thanks Ronald for finally noticing. I haven't changed at all by the way." replied Hermione.
"Well," said Harry, "lets go get on the train before it leaves without us." So the three friends jumped on and went to their usual compartment at the very end of the train. They talked of their holidays, caught up on each others lives, wondered who the new DADA teacher would be and if the curse would be broken now that Voldemort was no longer around. When the train finally stopped and they got into a carriage pulled by the Thestrals, Ron started complaining at how hungry he was. Entering the Great Hall, they took their seats in the middle of the Gryffindor table, Ron on one side and Hermione and Harry on the other. During the sorting ceremony, Hermione couldn't help but look up to the staff table and rested her eyes on the surly potions professor, Severus Snape. She had finally admitted to herself last year that she had a crush on him, with his dramatic entrances, drawling, sexy voice, piercing black eyes and even his prominent nose. This however had made potions class very hard to concentrate in, but she still managed to top the class. Her first realisation that she didn't just respect him but like him, came when he had started treated everyone equally. Hermione guessed that the reason of this was one, because he was no longer a servant to Voldemort and didn't have to show favouritism to the Slytherin house and two, because he didn't have all the stress caused by being a spy for the light. Also she realised that he no longer called her a know-it-all and gave her top marks for a correctly brewed potion, which was, of course, always. She was shaken out of her thoughts when Dumbledore announced that the Head Boy and Girl this year were Draco Malfoy and herself and was required to stand up.
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He spotted her as soon as she walked into the hall with those two great buffoon friends of hers. He couldn't miss the flowing chestnut hair and hourglass shape anywhere and when she stood up at her name being called as this years Head Girl, he could see the pride in her body language and no doubt in her eyes, if he would've been close enough to see. He watched her clap loudly as Remus Lupin was announced the DADA teacher again and saw many people look to him to see his reaction at the news. The dunderheads. Obviously he would've known beforehand who he would be teaching aside and he didn't mind one bit that Remus got the job over him. A few years back he would've been, and was, jealous but now he was content at teaching potions, one of the few things he enjoyed in life. Severus Snape looked over at Hermione again as she laughed at something one of the buffoons said. 'If only I could make her laugh like that,' he thought to himself. Over the holidays, Severus realised that one of the things he was looking forward to seeng when he went back to school this year was her. He was never one to ignore beauty before, not the dolled up kind of beauty, of course, but the natural kind which was bestowed upon Hermione Granger. She was, no doubt, the handsomest girl in the school and as he looked over he saw that her 'friends' had finally noticed it too, for Weasley looked like her was about to lunge for her, though she didn't seem to notice. Severus thoughts were interrupted when Minerva told everyone it was time for them to go to their common rooms and to bed. He looked at Hermione one last time before getting up and following his Slytherin students to their rooms for some house announcements.
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