It was five years since the fall of the dark lord and she was finally
able to follow her dream of studying medicine at the famous Gristlebone's
School of Healing in France. 'It is so beautiful here; I wish I had someone
to share this with. My first day here and I'm all alone. Well, I guess it
is better off this way. It's not like I'm here to have fun and
relationships don't exactly seem to be my strong point,' Hermione thought.
Hermione Granger, though both beautiful and talented, never seemed to be able to keep a relationship for longer than six months at the most. Maybe her beauty and talent were the reason. Though she certainly wasn't in lack of suitors, no one seemed to be quite right. It always ended up the same. They either left, fed up with her lack of time or intimidated by her smarts or she left them for not being able to keep up with her. Only one relationship seemed to be fine, that is until Harry left her for Ron stating that they wouldn't be able to overcome their, ummm... differences. Of course, they still remained good friends; how could she blame him, Ron was kind of cute!
It was her first day in Paris and school hadn't started yet. She had come early to get settled and do some sightseeing. 'Well, let's see, where should I visit next? I already went to the Eiffel Tower and I want at least a whole day for the Louve. How about La Musee d'Orsay? Yes, that should do. Now where is it?' she thought, looking at the map.
"Where are you looking to go, Miss Granger? Maybe I can be of some assistance?" said a voice from behind her. Startled that someone had addressed her by name, Hermione quickly turned around to see the one and only Professor Snape standing behind her. Her old potions teacher, she couldn't believe it. She hadn't seen him since, well, five years ago since he had saved her in the final battle against Voldemort.
::flashback:: He was coming straight towards her. "You'll never win, you filthy mudblood! My son may have been swayed and turned to your side but I never will. You will pay for this, you and your friend Potter too! "Crucio!" Before she had a chance to block it unimaginable pain shot through her body. "Now to finish you," he said. "Wait, Lucious, let me do it. I have had to put up with that know-it-all for seven years!" came Snape's voice. "Lend me your wand I lost mine." "Fine as long as you make it slow and painful." he said handing it over.
'I'm lost; I knew he would turn back to their side!' Hermione thought. Snape suddenly whipped around, "Crucio!" and with that Lucious fell. Snape muttered a few more words and he was dead. "Now Granger, off to the infirmary with you." Snape said picking her up. With a final look at her savior she fell into darkness. That was the last she had seen of him. ::end flashback::
"Miss Granger, Granger? Are you o.k.?" said Snape. "Umm, yea, it's just, I never thought I would see you again and well, Professor, thank you." she replied, almost ending in a whisper. "I'm not your teacher anymore you can call me Severus. And there is no need to thank me, anyone would have done it. So, where are you going?" "La Musee d'Orsay, but this map is not the best help. I'm sure I'll find it, besides I have to eat first and I am sure you are busy but thank you for asking. Oh, and you can call me Hermione."
"Well Hermione, seeing as you haven't eaten and I am quite hungry myself, may I join you; unless, of course, you are with someone." "No, I'm not with anybody. In fact, Pro- umm... Severus. It's my first day in Paris and I was getting quite lonely not knowing anyone so, yes, I would love to eat with you." Hermione said with a smile. 'She's grown even prettier than when she was 19, especially when she smiles, I've missed that smile that I caught glimpses of.' he thought. "Good, I know a lovely café not far from here." As they talked about what had happened over the years Hermione learned that Severus now worked as a tutor for the students at the school. Amazingly, though he had left Hogwarts to tutor Defense Against the Dark Arts, he had actually come to love potions so much that he taught that instead! 'Amazing,' Hermione thought, 'I am actually enjoying being with my old teacher. He is quite nice when you're not his student and also, he is sort of handsome in his own way. Wait what are you thinking, he could be your father.' she reprimanded herself. 'But he's not.' a little voice couldn't help adding.
Hermione Granger, though both beautiful and talented, never seemed to be able to keep a relationship for longer than six months at the most. Maybe her beauty and talent were the reason. Though she certainly wasn't in lack of suitors, no one seemed to be quite right. It always ended up the same. They either left, fed up with her lack of time or intimidated by her smarts or she left them for not being able to keep up with her. Only one relationship seemed to be fine, that is until Harry left her for Ron stating that they wouldn't be able to overcome their, ummm... differences. Of course, they still remained good friends; how could she blame him, Ron was kind of cute!
It was her first day in Paris and school hadn't started yet. She had come early to get settled and do some sightseeing. 'Well, let's see, where should I visit next? I already went to the Eiffel Tower and I want at least a whole day for the Louve. How about La Musee d'Orsay? Yes, that should do. Now where is it?' she thought, looking at the map.
"Where are you looking to go, Miss Granger? Maybe I can be of some assistance?" said a voice from behind her. Startled that someone had addressed her by name, Hermione quickly turned around to see the one and only Professor Snape standing behind her. Her old potions teacher, she couldn't believe it. She hadn't seen him since, well, five years ago since he had saved her in the final battle against Voldemort.
::flashback:: He was coming straight towards her. "You'll never win, you filthy mudblood! My son may have been swayed and turned to your side but I never will. You will pay for this, you and your friend Potter too! "Crucio!" Before she had a chance to block it unimaginable pain shot through her body. "Now to finish you," he said. "Wait, Lucious, let me do it. I have had to put up with that know-it-all for seven years!" came Snape's voice. "Lend me your wand I lost mine." "Fine as long as you make it slow and painful." he said handing it over.
'I'm lost; I knew he would turn back to their side!' Hermione thought. Snape suddenly whipped around, "Crucio!" and with that Lucious fell. Snape muttered a few more words and he was dead. "Now Granger, off to the infirmary with you." Snape said picking her up. With a final look at her savior she fell into darkness. That was the last she had seen of him. ::end flashback::
"Miss Granger, Granger? Are you o.k.?" said Snape. "Umm, yea, it's just, I never thought I would see you again and well, Professor, thank you." she replied, almost ending in a whisper. "I'm not your teacher anymore you can call me Severus. And there is no need to thank me, anyone would have done it. So, where are you going?" "La Musee d'Orsay, but this map is not the best help. I'm sure I'll find it, besides I have to eat first and I am sure you are busy but thank you for asking. Oh, and you can call me Hermione."
"Well Hermione, seeing as you haven't eaten and I am quite hungry myself, may I join you; unless, of course, you are with someone." "No, I'm not with anybody. In fact, Pro- umm... Severus. It's my first day in Paris and I was getting quite lonely not knowing anyone so, yes, I would love to eat with you." Hermione said with a smile. 'She's grown even prettier than when she was 19, especially when she smiles, I've missed that smile that I caught glimpses of.' he thought. "Good, I know a lovely café not far from here." As they talked about what had happened over the years Hermione learned that Severus now worked as a tutor for the students at the school. Amazingly, though he had left Hogwarts to tutor Defense Against the Dark Arts, he had actually come to love potions so much that he taught that instead! 'Amazing,' Hermione thought, 'I am actually enjoying being with my old teacher. He is quite nice when you're not his student and also, he is sort of handsome in his own way. Wait what are you thinking, he could be your father.' she reprimanded herself. 'But he's not.' a little voice couldn't help adding.