Summary: Snape gives Hermione a hard time. Not Snape/ Hermione. Just Hermione having a bad day.
Chapter 1.
Hermione Granger sat in the Astronomy Tower staring at the stars, distracted from her book.
She had borrowed Harry's invisibility cloak to seek some solitude on the tower. The stars were
beautiful that night, crystal clear and sparkling in the night. Before she knew it she had happily
fallen asleep right there. Her book slipped face down on the floor next to her.
When she woke up, a long, black cloak was covering her figure. An envelope was tucked into her book, which was now properly closed. She took it out and stared at it for a moment. It was addressed, ' To Ms. Granger.' She opened the envelope and took the folded parchment out.
Dear Ms. Hermione Granger,
I have the pleasure of informing you that you have infringed upon the rules of Hogwarts. As a result, fifty points will be taken from Gryffindor house. Also, you will be given detention with myself this Saturday.
Sincerely
S. Snape.
P.s. please return the cloak when you come to detention.
"Oh crap…" She said to herself snatching her book, and stowing both it and Harry's invisibility cloak in her book bag. She completely forgot about the Potions Professor's cloak draped over her back, and dashed downstairs on chance of catching breakfast.
"Hello, Granger." Malfoy sneered at her outside the Great Hall.
"What's your damage, Malfoy?" Hermione inquired stopping.
"New boyfriend Granger?" He inquired with a smirk
"Excuse me?" She asked
"Your lobotomy victim, was he smart enough to donate a cloak to your cause?" Malfoy questioned condescendingly
"Go to hell." Hermione instructed strolling to the Gryffindor table.
"'Orning, 'ermione." Ron said, with a mouthful of sausage.
"What?" She asked.
"I said, Good Morning, Hermione." Ron repeated after swallowing.
"Are you sure?" Hermione questioned.
"Where were you last night, you never came back, Lavender said...?" Harry inquired
"I fell asleep on the Astronomy tower." Hermione replied.
"And you didnt' freeze to death?" Harry inquired.
"A certain professor found me." She sighed
"Oh no, not…" Ron began.
"Yeah Ronald, your favorite teacher."
"Snape." Ron said. Hermione nodded, "I hate Snape." He added.
"He draped a cloak over me, and left a note in my book." She informed them.
"He vandalized one of your precious books?" Ron asked
"And you didn't kill him on the spot?" Harry laughed
"He left a note on parchment in an envelope." Hermione told them
"He keeps parchment, envelope, a quill, and an ink well on him?" Ron inquired
"How should I know, I was asleep?" Hermione replied, "He probably used mine."
"He's a thief." Harry said.
"You both need to shut up now." Hermione said beginning to eat the food stored on her plate. She glanced up at Snape at the teacher's table and found him uninterestingly listening to Professor Dumbledore talk cheerfully about something. Snape felt her eyes on him and glared menacingly in her general direction. She glanced away, staring at her empty plate, and then watched Ron re-pile his plate with eggs and sausage, drenching the entire thing in ketchup.
Classes went relatively quickly that day, until the trio hit Potions.
"This is gonna be an unbearable class." Ron said.
He was incredibly right. Within the first fifteen minutes, Gryffindor had lost twenty-five more house points. Half of which were lost by the golden trio. The Slytherins spent half the class sniggering behind Snape's back. In the end, Snape declared almost every one's potion unacceptable.
Hermione stayed a few moments after class. Snape sat at his desk, not looking up at her.
"Ms. Granger, do you not understand what the end of the class period means?" He sneered. She took his cloak out of her backpack, neatly folded, and placed it on his desk.
"Thank you for the cloak sir." She said gently smoothing out a wrinkle in it.
"I thought I told you to bring it with you in detention." He said to her. Hermione stood, dazed at his hard eyes staring up at her.
"Y-you did sir…but I…" She stammered.
"But you have a problem with following directions, Ms. Granger." Snape said slamming his grade book closed. She flinched. "Keep the cloak, I don't want it!" He said loudly storming to the door. He flung it open and gestured her out.
Hermione ran out of the room and towards the Great hall after snatching the cloak off the desk.
TBC