Authors note: This was made with I was in one of 'those' moods, which is neat cuz I rarely get them. Anyways I decided to write this because, well truthfully my mind was plagued with all those stories I'd been reading and it was a definite change from all the serious stuff I have been writing(cough) yeah very serious stuff. Well I hope you enjoy and please review, for most of you writers doing the same thing I'm doing, you know it helps boost your confidence when writing.

Blind Love
By: Codie


Chapter 1: Realization! She has a crush on who?!?

It couldn't be, no way. This was definitely not what I was expecting to find out. Maybe if I pinched myself I'd wake up, cause this had to be a dream. There was no way this could be true, but then again...

"Hermione?" Harry waved his hand in front of my face. "Earth to Hermione."

I shook my head, startled. I hadn't realized I had zoned out.

"Sorry," I murmured. "You were saying?"

"I was saying, Hagrid needs Ron and my help tracking down the lost creatures." He paused, as if he expected me to say something.

"And this means?" I decided to ask.

"This means we might be gone for a few days."

"A few days?" I repeated, tossing the thought through my head for a moment. Nope, I didn't like the sound of that. "And this has been approved?"

Maybe, just maybe there was hope they'd have to stay.

"Yes," he confirmed.

Oh, look, I think my hope went running off somewhere. Coward!

"I thought you might want to know."

I wanted to say, You're damn right I wanted to know. And I don't like the idea one little bit! But that might have been rude. So I settled with saying. "You lucky gits, you get a few days free before having to deal with school!"

Is it just me, or did that sound funny coming out of my mouth?

"I knew you wouldn't mind." He leaned forward and gave me a peck on the cheek. "Well I have to go, we leave real soon. Bye, Hermione."

I waved to him as he raced down the hallway. Damn it! Now I'm alone. And that was the least of my problems; for the next couple of days I have to deal with Draco Malfoy and his lackeys alone, and to add onto that… Professor Snape.

"Miss Granger why are you not attending the first supper? Could it be you feel you are too good to grace us with your presence?"

Hey, speak of the devil! Wait did he just refer to me as being snobbish?

"Actually sir if you must know," I replied. "I was just on my way there."

"Oh please don't let my opinion change your mind," he snickered.

Oh so the fight begins. I guess I could play. I mean come on this is my last year in Hogwarts; plus he deserves all the smart ass remarks he gets.

"Oh don't worry Professor, it has nothing to do with you." I smiled sweetly, "if it was I wouldn't even be going."

With that said I turned on my heels and left him to watch me walk away, a smile plastered on my face. Victory!

"Miss Granger, I must commend you, you've made a new all time record."

His voice stopped me. I looked at him curiously.

"You've just earned yourself detention. I will see you in my office after dinner."

Oh goodie, just what I want to do with the rest of my day; spend it in detention, with Snape no less. What ever else could go wrong?

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Ah, now I remember why Snape creeps me out so much. He spends most of his time in the dungeon when he's not out giving the rest of us a hard time. I wouldn't be surprised if he lived down here. Oh, wait, he does, how stupid of me to forget.

I knocked on the door.

"Enter," Snape shouted.

Ok here goes nothing, now entering hell. Please keep arms and feet in at all times, do not talk back and watch out for the evil man in black. Funny how I can picture Professor Snape running around with a pitchfork.

I stepped in and shut the door behind me, swallowing hard as I scanned the dark office. Snape sat at a dark mahogany desk, sitting on a large chair with spikes sticking out of the top.

Look the lord of the underworld. Funny how that doesn't surprise me.

Two leather chairs sat in front of the desk; a small couch was off to the side, made of the same material as the chairs. There was a bookshelf, with...Oh my god! Books! Wow! That's so not shocking. A door was by the bookshelf, it was strange and it had mystery pulsating from it. (A.N: wow I never thought I'd use that in a sentence that didn't
involve sex. lol) Note to self: check out creepy door room.

"Miss Granger you're late." Snape stated, not bothering to look up from his work.

"Late?" I said, sounding incredulous, "you said after dinner."

"And I finished dinner over an hour ago."

"Yes, you eat very fast." I pointed out. "But, I only just finished ten or so minutes ago."

"When I said after dinner, I meant when I was finished." He finally looked up at me with his dark eyes. My heart began to race.

"Well I apologize, sir; you weren't specific about the time when you gave me the detention."

"I'll forget about it this once Miss Granger, but next time and I assure you there will be a next time, I will not be so tolerant of tardiness."

Tardiness? Was he even listening to a word I saying?

I watched him rise from his chair and walk over to a table on the left side of the room. I hadn't noticed it before. He poured himself a drink, and I was suddenly mesmerized by the way his hands moved.

"Its not polite to stare Miss Granger." His voice sent chills down my spine.

Oh no, Why do I feel this way? What am I feeling for that matter. I felt my throat go dry when he raised the drink to his mouth and downed the liquid. He lowered the empty glass and licked his lips.


And suddenly I feel so warm… Dear God, what's wrong with me?

His eyes met mine again and he began to move towards me.

"Did you not hear what I just said?" He asked stopping a foot away from me.

I nodded.

"Yes you heard me or yes you didn't hear me?" He snarled.

I stepped back at the sound of his voice.

"I heard," I whispered.

I found myself wondering what it would be like to kiss his thin lips, to run my hands through his long black hair... Ah! No, bad Hermione, bad!

"Do you find me amusing in someway?" He hissed, his eyes narrowing.

"No sir," I shook my head frantically.

Maybe he's just mad because he's stuck being the potions teacher again and not the DADA teacher. And even though it was a stupid idea I had to say it.

"Really, Professor, if you're so angry about not getting the DADA position you don't have to take it out on me." I narrowed my eyes.

If he was pissed he was doing a great job hiding it, He stepped towards me until I was pressed against the door. His hands found spots on either sides of my head. He lowered himself close to my face.

"That is none of your business."

His breath blew against my neck.

Then, before I knew it, I was tumbling out of his office.

"Good-night Miss Granger."

The door shut, and I remained flat on my but staring at the closed door. I could still feel him close to me, his breath against my neck. No, no way, Hell no! There was no way... but what else could it be?

I let the idea rest in my head, unsure. Finally I came to the decision: it was true. I was getting a crush on my Potions Professor.

I was falling for Professor Snape.

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