I don't own Harry Potter, that's our lovely J.K. Rowling

Hello guys. This is just my second fic, my first one with chapters, so, go easy on me.

You've read the summary, I don't think for now there's anything more you need to know, I will be given additional information when it's needed.

Well, I will do my best to keep Snape as Snape, not OOC, at least in the beginning.

This happens during the Trio 6th year.

English is not my mother language, so give me a break.

Hope you like it

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" Here's my work about the importance of each ingredient of Sacansium potion, professor."

Severus Snape looked at the student in front of him and said annoyed:

" It's impressive how you have the power to bore me with just a couple of words, miss Granger."

Hermione blushed and kept handing him the papers, but he didn't mentioned to take it.

" Sir…?" – she asked, a bit apprehensive .

He took the work with a rude movement, seeming about to throw up his breakfast and making a weird sounds reflecting contempt, making Malfoy and friends to laugh a lot.

" Sweet as always"– said Ron ironically when Hermione returned to her seat. She sighed. – "Hey, how much did you write?" – he asked.

" Ten points from Gryffindor, Weasley and Granger!"

" But.. – " said a nervous Hermione.

" Be quiet, miss Granger!"

" Jackass! " – snorted Ron.

" Detention ! –said Snape, rudely.

" For who?" – asked Hermione, worried. Snape looked at her, with his dark eyes and his cold expression and declared:

" Now for both of you."

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" That jackass, awful git, bat of dungeons!" – Ron had been cursing the teacher all way to the Great Hall.

Hermione was quiet: her mind was racing up 200 miles an hour, because of a detention ruining her impeccable file.

" What's up, Hermione?" – asked Harry, passing an arm in her shoulders. – "Is it the detention? You can go talk to McGonagall, explain what happened and she can do something for you."

" No, it's OK. And I'd just make things worse. Snape would get really really mean.

…..

The Friday passed, and in Saturday's morning, the three friends were chatting at breakfast.

" That horrible man! He's a monster!" – said Ron, angry – "Scheduling my detention for the Saturday morning, when he is full aware that there 's Quidditch!"

" Professor McGonagall said you deserve it" – replied Hermione.

" Yeah, but McGonagall is no longer who she was".

" Ron!" – exclaimed the girl, mad.

" What, it's true." – said Ron, and then saw Hermione staring at him angrily "C'mon, Hermione, you have to admit McGonagall is losing power. Look, why wasn't she able to persuade Snape to release you from detention? You weren't guilty and you're the perfect student."

" Professor McGonagall didn't release me from detention because I didn't ask her to. I'm no person for begging, and I wouldn't give that satisfaction to professor Snape."

" Well, I'd love to stay here listening to your adorable discussion, but I have a team to coach" – said Harry, getting up. – "You're coming to watch the game, aren't you, Hermione?

She nodded. Ron punched hardly the table, and Harry laughed.

" – Well, I'm glad this time I'm not Snape's victim, as it usually happens. Have a nice detention Ron"

Ron smirked and grabbed a piece of bacon.

" Well Ron, I'm also leaving. I have to check something in my Transfiguration essay before the game. Good luck with Professor Snape. Don't get your situation worst.

And then she left the Hall.

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The Gryffindor table was in a big agitation, when Ron entered the Great Hall, holding a towel in his hands.

" My hands are bleeding!"

" What? " – asked Harry and Hermione, indifferently, interrupting the conversation they were having.

" Look!" – he showed his hands, all covered in blood.

" Oh!" – exclaimed Hermione worried, taking his hands on hers.

"How did that happen"? – Harry asked, putting down his cutlery.

" Snape made me clean cauldrons. But I think they were hexed to do not getting easily clean… OUCH, Hermione!"

" Sorry." – she said, handing her wand. – "I was just seeing which were your injuries. I don't know where all this blood came from, you just have two or three minimal cuts in the fingers."

" Minimal cuts? I'm bleeding out in here!"

Hermione raised an eyebrow and, with a move of her wand, healed his hands.

" Finally! Thanks, Hermione!" – said Ron, and then he began attacking his food.

" What did professor Snape say about you getting hurt?" – asked Hermione.

" He e'en 'a'e me a cole when I complained!" – he exclaimed, with his mouth full of food. He swallowed and asked – "When is yours?"

" Tonight, 9 p.m. Hey, you haven't congratulated Harry for the victory."

" Yeah, sorry, I forgot, Harry."

" It's OK, Ron. Too bad you couldn't be there."

" Yeah, but it was awesome. 530 – 80 isn't for everyone."

Harry smiled modestly.

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The three of them spent the afternoon in the castle fields, enjoying the sun as they were doing their homework. When dinner time approached, they headed inside to the Great Hall.

As the lunch, dinner was spent talking about the game.

" Hermione." – called Harry, looking to the Head Table.

" What?" – she asked, grabbing a piece of apple pie.

" Snape already left the Hall. You don't want to be late."

" You're right. I should be leaving." –she said, grabbing her stuff and standing up.

" Hope he doesn't make you clean cauldrons" – replied Ron, showing off his hands.

She sighed and waved goodbye, secretly hoping she would do something else than cleaning cauldrons: she had a lot of work that week and needed her hands 100% able.

She reached the dungeons and then Potion's classroom door. She knocked and waited for the answer, which came in his unmistakable, powerful voice. "Come in".

She opened the door and found him seated at his desk, hidden in the dark, just illuminated by his desk lamp.

" You're going to inventory all the potions' ingredients I have in my cabinet collection" he said, pointing the door behind him, without even taking his eyes off what he was doing.

Hermione kept in the same place waiting for some more orders.

"Now", Snape said roughly.

Hermione headed to the door behind his desk, and, when passed near him, he said abruptly, making her stop.

"Your wand, miss Granger."

She hesitated, surprised.

"For you not to feel tempted to use Accio to me your search for my products easier or to allow to run away through the auxiliary door."

Resigned, she handed him her wand, which he took and put by side with the essays he was correcting, and she went to the cabinet.

All the walls were covered with shelves all the way to the ceil. What seemed thousands and thousands of bottles with the different types of substances were waiting for Hermione to inventory them.

"This is going to be a long long night" she thought, grabbing a feather and parchment.

…..

After a whole week of exhaustive working, Hermione's hands could really enjoy a break on the weekend. Which they didn't.

Hermione had lost the notion of time a while ago, but she knew it was past 11- she didn't know for how much time Snape pretended to keep her working, but it was weekend after all, so there wasn't really a limitation of hours to stay there.

Suddenly, she heard an heavy pound on the door. Not on the cabinet door, but in the main door of the Potions' classroom. Hermione heard the professor standing up and going to the door.

"What do you want?", he asked rudely. She approached the door.

"I need to talk to you.", a familiar voice said.

"Outside." And a pound on the door told Hermione they were in the dungeons' corridor. She opened the door a bit more, trying to figure out what they were saying. First, she couldn't hear a thing, but then the voices began growing and growing.

"I know what I'm doing, leave me alone."

"I promised your mother I would protect you, keep you out of troubles. I made the Unbreakable Vow, Draco!"

Hermione held her breath for some seconds. For Merlin, this is serious business. What can these two be up to?

Her thoughts were interrupted by a word, "Alohomora", and the auxiliary door opened with a "clic".

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So..? What do you think? Like it? Hate it? Review and let me know.

Something very slow, I know, but the action is just beginning.

This chapter was a little bigger than I imagined, so don't get used to this, because some of them will probably be short. Don't worry, if I think is too damn short, I post 2 :D