Disclaimer: Even though I wish I had created Harry Potter and everything, I
didn't so none of this is mine, I'm just messing around with the characters
and enjoying myself by screwing them over MUWAHAHAHA...oh yeah and this is
sorta string of consciousness writing of Hermione.
Aaah, now for a finally peaceful and relaxing winter break...no little kids wanting to talk to me, no grade problems (I already finished reading ahead to the end of the year, go me!), and best of all, there are no strange happenings, nothing even remotely weird (for a wizarding school at least)...yes, yes indeed I have a feeling this will be the best winter break in the last 6 years, hoorah...oh! But before I forget to mention, another fantastic thing is that they are offering a few classes during the break! I'm so thrilled for that too! Since Harry isn't doing so hot in potions again, I made him take the class, but he would only take it if he knew he wasn't going to be alone with Snape... after learning so much about Prof. Snape's horrible, horrible life from all the "adventures" Ron, Harry, & I have had these last years at and outside of Hogwarts...Hoggy-warty Hogwarts... I actual am very empathetic for Snape... I mean, he still is my least favorite teacher, but I now can limitedly understand why he is the way he is... I wish he accepted muggles more, we have excellent psychologists...someone would be able to help him without magic...sometimes magic just clogs the brain up, maybe that's why he teaches potions, the exact magical science...Oi, Ron wants to play wizard's chess again...this ought to be the twentieth time this side of noon... "No, Ron. I already played it with you and Harry too many times... I've overplayed my wizard's chess quota of the year." "Hermy! Come on, pleeeease play, we want to have a little tourney!" "Ron. Harry. I said NO. I'm going to sleep, I don't care if you want me to play, go ask someone else" I look around the room "Go play with that first year, I'm sure he doesn't know how to play, you guys can mentor him... or something...Good night, guys." Well, now I can go to the girl's dormitories without having to be bothered by them until morning about playing chess...
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Best sleep of any of the winter breaks ever, yay! And today at 10.30, the first potions class starts, another yay! ...Your sins into me, oh my beautiful one! Your sins into me, ooh, every rapturous voice escapes on a trembling prayer, and I beg for forgiveness, your sins into me... I love AFI... best American-muggle rock band ever! ...Your sins into me... hehe it's so catchy, and normally their music isn't remotely church-y sounding, but this is just a good song! Hehe... I look around the common room... Where is Harry? If he doesn't get up soon, he's going to be late, and Snape won't like that much...not much at all...
"Hey, Ronnie, where's Harry? He's going to be late, and Snape won't like that."
"Uh... dunno... where he is... I guess he's still sleeping..."
"Oi, well, will you go get him for me? Please?"
Ron walks off towards the boy's staircase, and up the stairs... How could Harry forget? I mean, he signed up for this, and I constantly reminded him yesterday and the day before that... Oh well, I'll go down and grab some food...
I love the food when everyone is gone, it's more like home...oatmeal, toast, cereal, fruit, oh look! Turkey sausage! They've never had this hear before! Ok so I'll have oatmeal... mmm, yummy... ok so the toast into the napkins and into my skirt pocket... OH NO! I forgot to put on my school cloak over my clothes! That's why those guys were looking at me! Oh...crap...well, now * sprint * to Gryffindor!
"Harry, good, I got you here's toast, I'll be right here in a moment!"
"Heh, hey, Ron, Hermione forgot her cloak, getting a bit too comfortable on the break, eh? She'll never live this down"
Ron is laughing...why is he laughing? Oh no... Harry told him I forgot my cloak... what a...I'm never going to live this down...
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"Good morning Professor Snape!" I say
"Is it? Hmm, I didn't notice."
Fine. So much for trying to friendly and nice to the bastard... oh well...
"Now to begin, role call... ... "
There isn't that many people in the class, must he really take role call? I mean he can just count, can't he? He's supposed to be super intelligent...
"Ah, Miss Granger, I see you were able to get Potter to take his remedial class... He most certainly needs it unless he wants to take the sixth year over? Isn't that right, Potter?" He sneers. "Snape! That's not fair! Harry shouldn't be failing, you don't give him fair grading! And this isn't a remedial class!" Oh. Crap. I'm done for.
"Excuse me Miss Granger? Did you just address me as 'Snape', yell at me, and accuse me of something you know nothing about?! I believe that even you realize what you just did, don't you? You just took 12 points from Gryffindor and your Christmas present from me is detention the next 3 nights!"
"Yes, sir...you greasy haired git." He's giving me a strange look, I hope he didn't hear my mutter about his hair... no, I don't think he did... he's still walking back towards his desk...
"Now class," he taps the board briskly with his wand, "This is the assignment. I expect it to be done well by all, or punishment is at hand" Why does he keep looking at me like that? I can't figure out what it is... oh well... ok so 3 ounces newt skin, 1 earwigs leaf, small bottle of essence of ashwinder ashes, 3 bowtruckle pieces, stir vigorously for 2 minutes... ok now add...7 grams of Echinacea and ½ liter of boiling water and stir for 10 seconds... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 10.... why is Snape staring at me again...why isn't it giving me the creeps, or making me scared? That in itself is kind of creepy, but not really? I mean, he's not staring at me with knives in his eyes like normal...actually he normal doesn't stare at me for more than a few seconds... maybe I should look back and he'll look away... I look up... He looks down quickly... peculiar... Oops, ok next ingredient... oh, I'm finished. Now to bottle... ok freaky iridescent silver colour, smells like dirt though, wonder what potion this is, we've never made it before and I don't recognize the way the potion is made...Silver and cold... just like the song, You sins into me, oh my...beautiful...one...Snape is standing behind me... uh, what do I do? What does he want?
"Granger, well done, your work resulted in something I would expect a Slytherin to concoct. You are to clean up and leave, but you detention shall be at... let me see, 6 sharp. Do no be late."
"Yes, Professor Snape, sir."
Hurriedly I pick up my bottles, clean out my cauldron, the sink water is freezing...now I walk hastily to Snape's desk, place the bottle of the potion on his desk turn to leave
"Granger."
I turn back, "Yes?"
"Don't forget your detention."
I turn yet again and continue back to my desk, pick up my bag, and lightly hit Harry on the top of his head as I leave...
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Yay dinner, I'm famished! I forgot to eat lunch after Potions; I guess I was just thinking about other things too much...
Aaah, now for a finally peaceful and relaxing winter break...no little kids wanting to talk to me, no grade problems (I already finished reading ahead to the end of the year, go me!), and best of all, there are no strange happenings, nothing even remotely weird (for a wizarding school at least)...yes, yes indeed I have a feeling this will be the best winter break in the last 6 years, hoorah...oh! But before I forget to mention, another fantastic thing is that they are offering a few classes during the break! I'm so thrilled for that too! Since Harry isn't doing so hot in potions again, I made him take the class, but he would only take it if he knew he wasn't going to be alone with Snape... after learning so much about Prof. Snape's horrible, horrible life from all the "adventures" Ron, Harry, & I have had these last years at and outside of Hogwarts...Hoggy-warty Hogwarts... I actual am very empathetic for Snape... I mean, he still is my least favorite teacher, but I now can limitedly understand why he is the way he is... I wish he accepted muggles more, we have excellent psychologists...someone would be able to help him without magic...sometimes magic just clogs the brain up, maybe that's why he teaches potions, the exact magical science...Oi, Ron wants to play wizard's chess again...this ought to be the twentieth time this side of noon... "No, Ron. I already played it with you and Harry too many times... I've overplayed my wizard's chess quota of the year." "Hermy! Come on, pleeeease play, we want to have a little tourney!" "Ron. Harry. I said NO. I'm going to sleep, I don't care if you want me to play, go ask someone else" I look around the room "Go play with that first year, I'm sure he doesn't know how to play, you guys can mentor him... or something...Good night, guys." Well, now I can go to the girl's dormitories without having to be bothered by them until morning about playing chess...
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Best sleep of any of the winter breaks ever, yay! And today at 10.30, the first potions class starts, another yay! ...Your sins into me, oh my beautiful one! Your sins into me, ooh, every rapturous voice escapes on a trembling prayer, and I beg for forgiveness, your sins into me... I love AFI... best American-muggle rock band ever! ...Your sins into me... hehe it's so catchy, and normally their music isn't remotely church-y sounding, but this is just a good song! Hehe... I look around the common room... Where is Harry? If he doesn't get up soon, he's going to be late, and Snape won't like that much...not much at all...
"Hey, Ronnie, where's Harry? He's going to be late, and Snape won't like that."
"Uh... dunno... where he is... I guess he's still sleeping..."
"Oi, well, will you go get him for me? Please?"
Ron walks off towards the boy's staircase, and up the stairs... How could Harry forget? I mean, he signed up for this, and I constantly reminded him yesterday and the day before that... Oh well, I'll go down and grab some food...
I love the food when everyone is gone, it's more like home...oatmeal, toast, cereal, fruit, oh look! Turkey sausage! They've never had this hear before! Ok so I'll have oatmeal... mmm, yummy... ok so the toast into the napkins and into my skirt pocket... OH NO! I forgot to put on my school cloak over my clothes! That's why those guys were looking at me! Oh...crap...well, now * sprint * to Gryffindor!
"Harry, good, I got you here's toast, I'll be right here in a moment!"
"Heh, hey, Ron, Hermione forgot her cloak, getting a bit too comfortable on the break, eh? She'll never live this down"
Ron is laughing...why is he laughing? Oh no... Harry told him I forgot my cloak... what a...I'm never going to live this down...
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"Good morning Professor Snape!" I say
"Is it? Hmm, I didn't notice."
Fine. So much for trying to friendly and nice to the bastard... oh well...
"Now to begin, role call... ... "
There isn't that many people in the class, must he really take role call? I mean he can just count, can't he? He's supposed to be super intelligent...
"Ah, Miss Granger, I see you were able to get Potter to take his remedial class... He most certainly needs it unless he wants to take the sixth year over? Isn't that right, Potter?" He sneers. "Snape! That's not fair! Harry shouldn't be failing, you don't give him fair grading! And this isn't a remedial class!" Oh. Crap. I'm done for.
"Excuse me Miss Granger? Did you just address me as 'Snape', yell at me, and accuse me of something you know nothing about?! I believe that even you realize what you just did, don't you? You just took 12 points from Gryffindor and your Christmas present from me is detention the next 3 nights!"
"Yes, sir...you greasy haired git." He's giving me a strange look, I hope he didn't hear my mutter about his hair... no, I don't think he did... he's still walking back towards his desk...
"Now class," he taps the board briskly with his wand, "This is the assignment. I expect it to be done well by all, or punishment is at hand" Why does he keep looking at me like that? I can't figure out what it is... oh well... ok so 3 ounces newt skin, 1 earwigs leaf, small bottle of essence of ashwinder ashes, 3 bowtruckle pieces, stir vigorously for 2 minutes... ok now add...7 grams of Echinacea and ½ liter of boiling water and stir for 10 seconds... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 10.... why is Snape staring at me again...why isn't it giving me the creeps, or making me scared? That in itself is kind of creepy, but not really? I mean, he's not staring at me with knives in his eyes like normal...actually he normal doesn't stare at me for more than a few seconds... maybe I should look back and he'll look away... I look up... He looks down quickly... peculiar... Oops, ok next ingredient... oh, I'm finished. Now to bottle... ok freaky iridescent silver colour, smells like dirt though, wonder what potion this is, we've never made it before and I don't recognize the way the potion is made...Silver and cold... just like the song, You sins into me, oh my...beautiful...one...Snape is standing behind me... uh, what do I do? What does he want?
"Granger, well done, your work resulted in something I would expect a Slytherin to concoct. You are to clean up and leave, but you detention shall be at... let me see, 6 sharp. Do no be late."
"Yes, Professor Snape, sir."
Hurriedly I pick up my bottles, clean out my cauldron, the sink water is freezing...now I walk hastily to Snape's desk, place the bottle of the potion on his desk turn to leave
"Granger."
I turn back, "Yes?"
"Don't forget your detention."
I turn yet again and continue back to my desk, pick up my bag, and lightly hit Harry on the top of his head as I leave...
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Yay dinner, I'm famished! I forgot to eat lunch after Potions; I guess I was just thinking about other things too much...