"Never Underestimate A Girl"
This is a short Hermione Granger-Severus Snape fic that just hit me one day. If anyone has any ideas on how to continue it, or whether or not I should, don't hesitate to leave me a message or a review!
Disclaimer-I don't own anything recognizable as J.K. Rowling's.
I. Saving Harry. Mercy-killing Dumbledore. Spying on Voldemort. These were the great things Snape had accomplished. But Hermione appreciated the small kindnesses much more. When she had had a question in Potions, he had answered it completely, if disdainfully. And she appreciated, even if Harry and Ron didn't, that those detentions (for the most part) were to hammer discipline into their hard heads. And now that idiot had to go and be the hero, getting bitten by that great bloody snake, and maybe even paralyze himself.
Hermione allowed herself to panic for exactly 37 seconds , then turned to assess Severus's injuries. Once some of the tattered cloth and dried blood was removed from the bite, the brilliant young witch was relieved to find that it wasn't as bad as she had originally thought. After she'd bound up the wound, she sat back on her heels to think of ways to counteract the venom that was currently coursing through his veins.
Suddenly, the solution hit her. A certain potion she had read about contained an intermediary stage that was the most potent anti-venom known to man. Thinking that that and a powerful blood-replenishing potion might help clear the venom, she set to work. She already had some of the blood potion with her but was dismayed to find that her bottle of anti-venom had passed it's time limit and was lethal again. She shook herself and realized that Snape could have planned for this very contingency.
II. The young hands that were surreptitiously rifling through his clothes were about to be removed from their person. Then the person's murmuring cut through his murderous considerations. HERMIONE?! The fool girl was going to get herself killed what with Voldemort merely steps away! Cracking one eyelid under the veil of his hair, the professor was startled into a gurgling exclamation when neither Potter nor Voldemort was in evidence. "Hush, Severus," she ordered, unconsciously using his first name as she concentrated on healing his wounds. "You will remove your hands from my person this instant, Ms. Granger," causing her to blush, "and allow me to die in peace, as I deserve."
Hermione flushed with more than embarrassment and her eyes began to glitter dangerously. "You are NOT going to die, and if you say one more foolish thing like that Professor," her voice laden with acid, "I'll hex you silent for the next month!" "Fool girl!" he exclaimed, blood rising to his face as well, "You should be helping Potter and Weasley!" "They don't need me," she said with an indecipherable look on her face. Then, inexplicably, she began to giggle. This turned into a full-throated laugh that sounded like a glorious, silver rain, though Snape, of course, would never admit that. Instead- "Ms. Granger, you will stop cackling like a mad hippogriff this instant, or I will hex you into silence!" Gradually, her laugh subsided into giggles that were only occasionally interrupted by stray hiccups. "C'mon you cranky ol' bat," she said, and side-apparated with her beloved professor to a place where he could get some much needed rest.
A/N-Well, what's the general consensus? This is my first HG/SS fic and there's another chapter to it but I want to know if anyone thinks I should continue. R&R plz!