Besides Divination, Hermione Granger had never once got up and walked out of a class room in the middle of a teaching lesson. However, there is a first time for everything, and today was the day.

Harry and Ron sat themselves in a table right next to Hermione and Neville. Their potions class was about to begin, and to be honest, nobody was in the mood to piss off Professor Snape. Last class pretty much put them in their place. Neville had blown up a cauldron, and destroyed most of the class. Professor Snape had been furious and had told them if they even got close to messing anything up; students would serve detention with Filch for the rest of the year.

Everybody was quietly whispering when Snape made his dramatic entrance.

The Dungeon doors swung open with full force, which no doubt echoed throughout the whole school. If the wall hadn't been made of pure brick then surly the walls would have crumbled. Everybody jumped, especially Neville Longbottom. He was deathly afraid of the hard core Professor. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and some of the other 6th years had gotten used to it….well most of them anyway.

"You are to open your books to page 256 and produce any one of the four potions on the page. If anything is to goes wrong…" Snape looked around his black eyes landing on Neville , "I shall personally drag you by your robes all the way to Filch and make sure you will suffer a cruel and unusual punishment." His voice was as colder than ice.

He had told everyone they had no more than five minutes to pick their potion and gather up all their ingredients. The students in the room scurried around quickly and once they got what they needed, they sat quietly in their seats and began working.

Hermione had made all four potions on the page before, and she had aced all of them. She really wanted to do something different. Something that just maybe, would impress her Professor. She new it was unlikely, but praise was the one thing she had always wanted from him. Snape had always put her down, and she just once, wanted him to acknowledge her work.

She flipped through the book, and picked out her potion. It was surly advanced, but Hermione did not have an average brain. She was brilliant! The potion she decided to make was a potion that would have probably taken the average student two to three hours to make; however, Hermione wasn't average. Hermione once again out did herself and produced the advanced potion in the first 30 minutes of class. She thought to herself once she finished…

"If I would have picked one of the four potions Professor Snape had showed us, I would have been done in the first 10 minutes, then he would go on and tell me how much of an know-it-all I was and make me feel like shit, so now, maybe since I just made a so called advanced potion in 30 minutes, he will be impressed with me." She smiled to herself at the thought.

Snape was making his way around the room criticizing most of the students who were working on their potions, He didn't make his way over to Hermione's table just yet, so she quickly took the pleasure of finishing Neville's potion for him.

" Hermione, thank you so much, I..I don't know what I…What I would have done…if I blew up…another potion." Neville stuttered. Hermione could tell that Neville was shivering at the thought of what Professor Snape's cruel and unusual punishment was.

"Neville, if you weren't so terrified of Snape, and didn't…no offence…suck at potions…I would probably have left you to figure it out by yourself."

"Really?" Neville asked "and no offence taken, I do suck at potions."

"Naaaaa" Hermione said and started to giggle. Hermione would help anybody in need. Well except Draco Malfoy or any other dumb Slytherin. When helping another student, she simply told herself it was extra practice for her, and she'd take the extra practice any time.

Snape had strode up behind Neville and Hermione after failing Ron and Harry on their potion.

" Well, Well, Well.." Snape sneered. "Looks like Mr. Longbottom has completed a potion with out exploding anything." "How…impressing" Snape said in a very sarcastic tone.

All of a sudden Snape slammed his hands on the table, almost spilling Neville and Hermione's potions.

"! HOW ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO LEARN ANYTHING WHEN MISS GRANGER HERE DOES EVERYTHING FOR YOU!"

Neville couldn't even speak, he literally was about to pee his pants.

" Sir…I was just trying to help…" Hermione said in barley a whisper.

"Miss Granger did I ask for your opinion?" Snape said glaring at her.

Hermione just looked down and didn't say anything else.

"20 points from Gryffindor!" Snape said.

He then walked over to Hermione's cauldron. He looked over the top and didn't say a word. To Hermione it felt like an eternity but then he finally spoke.

"Miss Granger, are you aware that your potion is violet…when its supposed to be either, blue, green, yellow, or orange?"

" Yes Sir.." Hermione said looking any where but his eyes.

The whole class was watching as the Potions Professor stared her down. His eyes became black with anger.

" Then why is it VIOLT MISS GRANGER.." his voice started to get louder and louder. "CARE TO EXPLAIN?"

Hermione just couldn't find the words. "I…I…well…I.."

"SPIT IT OUT YOU SILLY GIRL!" Snape roared impatiently.

"I…I picked a different potion…so.." she didn't even get to finish her sentence.

" SO YOU COULD BE THE STUPID KNOW-IT-ALL GRYFFIDOR YOU ARE?…HERE IS A NEWS FLASH MISS GRANGER, YOU ARE NOTHING SPECIAL! JUST BECAUSE YOU ARE KNOWN AS THE BRIGHTEST WITCH OF YOUR AGE DOESN'T MEAN YOU ARE…THERE IS NOTHING BUT A SIMPLE BRAIN BEHIND THAT RATS NEST OF YOURS THEY CALL HAIR! ALL YOU ARE IS AN INSUFFRABLE BUCK TOOTH KNOW IT ALL!" he bent down close to her ear so it was just below a whisper but loud enough so everyone could hear…"

"And something else," Snape began, "To me, not only is your advanced potion making and high scores worthless , but the person who is in front of me right now, is also just as worthless, maybe even more."

Everyone gasped. Snape was practically sucking out every ounce of life and hope in Hermione . He was being so harsh and cruel. Her tears were visible to everybody. All she could do through that lashing out was to look down and let all Snape's harsh words sink in.

Everybody knew that all she wanted to do was make the Professor proud and that's what she got in return.

Hermione didn't dare look at Snape. Once he vanished her potion and walked away, all she could do was run. She pushed her chair back, got up and ran out of the class.

Snape strode to his desk. He sat down and began working like nothing had happened.

"All she wanted to do was make you proud!' Harry had stood up and yelled. "But you are to fucking stubborn and blind to see that"

"I will not take that kind of language POTTER" yelled Snape!

Harry got right up out of his chair and started walking to the door.

"Detention for the rest of term if you walk out Potter!" Snape sneered.

"I really don't give a damn Professor, I am willing to serve detention, you just sucked the life out of my best friend, do you really think I am going to sit here and pretend like nothing happened? Well if you do, your not as smart as you make yourself appear to be!" With that, Harry walked off to find Hermione.

"GET BACK TO WORK!" Snape hollered. Nobody had the guts to argue back. All they could do was hate the Professor even more.

AUTHORS NOTE: Hey you all! OMG! I cannot begin to tell you how happy I am to be back writing! S.F is FINISHED! Yeah, that's the good news, however there is some bad. My computer crashed and I have no idea how I am getting it running again, but hopefully it will be soon. I am on my grandmothers computer right now, I had the urge to write.

I came across this story saved in a folder, I was 13 years old when I wrote this. MY FIRST FAN FICTION EVER! I am fixing it up a bit, it is defiantly not my best but hell, lol I was thirteen years old lol! I hope you guys enjoy it! It made me laugh at how young I was!

How did you guys like Part Two of HARRY POTTER? ALL I CAN SAY IS "I LOVE YOU MR. ALAN RICKMAN!" Gods he was absolutely brilliant!