AN: I did not write chapters 1 through 5 they were writen by LucyFerina
Chapter 1
To Like Or Not To Like
Hermione was standing in front of the train that would take her back at Hogwarts for her sixth year. She looked at the badge that was shining on her robes and she smiled feeling so proud that she was a prefect even for this year. Hermione was a girl who had always worked hard, she spent most of her time studying in the library or in the common room. None of her friends would understand her thirst for knowledge, they would smile at her attempt to make them realise how important it is to learn new things. Sometimes she was wondering why she was so different from all the other teens, why couldn't she break rules and feel carefree like Harry and Ron.
'Harry and Ron' she smiled again thinking about them and then she sighed because for her they were still a complete mystery. Why did they never think about anything but Quidditch and food? Many times she found herself contemplating the idea to stop bothering being part of the 'Golden Trio', sometimes it was too much for her, they never seemed worried about homework, professors and life in general and that for someone like her was inconceivable.
She sighed again wondering why no one of her friends ever thought that there must be more to life than the simple 'follow the other sheep' attitude. Is it just me who thinks that getting drunk and getting laid is not the only important thing in a life of a teenager?
Lost in her thoughts she missed the screaming of her two friends who were running full speed towards her and engulfed her in a big hug. She came to her senses when she noticed that she couldn't breath and started to struggle in order to allow her lung to take in air. "Harry! Ron! So nice to see you again! Did you miss me? What have you done this summer?"
Her two best friends smiling and grinning told her about their wonderful time practising Quidditch and when they started to discuss some new strategy she shut them off her head and went on thinking about more interesting stuff. 'Something that I cannot share with them, actually not just with them with anyone'. Her sadness was soon noticed by Harry, he took Hermione chin in his hand and lifted in a way that she had to look straight in his soft green eyes "Herms, are you ok? You kind of spaced off, is it everything ok? Are you still suffering the effect of the curse at the Ministry?" Hermione looked at Harry, she knew that it was hard for him to bring out the 'ministry accident' but the idea that he was concerned about her made her feel loved. With a smile that reached her eyes she said "Yes Harry I'm fine, I was just thinking about homework and classes, you know me I cannot live without books and marks" at that moment Ron interrupted the 'special' moment between the two by patting Hermione on her head and by saying "Our Herms the resident Hogwarts bookworm, of course she is fine Harry, she is just being her 'know-it-all' self".
Ron didn't notice the look in Hermione's eyes, but Harry did and he felt a pang of sadness at how Ron during this summer had grown even more superficial than ever.
Harry knew that Hermione thought that both were not interested in knowledge but she was wrong, he was interested in learning as much as she was but he knew that not all can be acquired by reading a book. He never talked to Hermione about it but he decided now and then that this year he would open his heart to her, he had lost Sirius and he didn't have a chance to tell him how much he loved, the first half of the summer passed at the Dursley's house was spent in meditation. Harry thought about the people he loved and the reason why he never told them that he did. Hermione was the first on his list, she had stood by him through thick and thin and it was now time that he told her how he felt. He loved her and not just as a friend. He would not loose her, he would fight to have her in his life as his girlfriend. And deep down he was sure that she was feeling the same for him.
The 'Golden Trio' then embarked on the Hogwarts Express and after getting a nice carriage all by themselves proceed in talking about Voldemort and wondering what he had in mind. They talked about Malfoy and his threats to harm Harry and finally, Hermione asked how he felt about Dumbledore. Harry looked at her and then out of the window, the room was silent for a long time. Hermione almost thought to start talking about something else but at last Harry spoke " I forgave him, he didn't tell me about the prophecy because he thought he was protecting me, the only person that I'm never going to forgive is Snape. The bloody git will have to pay, it's all his fault if I was mislead by Voldemort."
Hermione got scared at the sight of Harry ranting about Professor Snape, his eyes so warm and friendly almost became red for the anger they contained, and she knew who had red eyes. She thought that she will have to talk him out of this hate, it wasn't healthy and it wasn't right. Professor Snape was not responsible, it was true that he was a pain in the neck but she understood his delicate position as a spy and Death Eater, 'it must put a lot of strain of him'.
Her professor has always fascinated her, she knew about how James Potter and Sirius Black had taunted him and made him bitter. She felt that he disliked her for being a Gryffindor, a muggle-born and smarter than all his beloved Slytherin. Still he had been fair to her, she got a very good mark in Potions and she would be in his class this year with Harry.
Hermione wasn't really a girl who checked out guys but when looking at Snape she would sometimes 'assess' him, he was tall and thin, his hair looked greasy but she knew it was all the fumes of the potions. His skin was pale and he had lots of wrinkles but not for old age but because he never relaxed. He was always scolding and smirking evilly but his teeth were very white. His body was hidden by lots of layer of black robes but didn't look bad.
Overall he was a good-looking man but he succeeded to scare off all the students and women in general with his character. He was cold and unfeeling, never smiling or giving compliments. He was very intelligent but he wouldn't share his knowledge with anyone. Hermione knew very little of him until the end of her fifth year, then this summer she got a subscription to Ars Alchemica and she found an interesting article on one of the best Potion Master in England that is Severus Snape. She knew that the only reason why he was teaching was because of his role as a spy for the Order.
She admired his courage to face Voldemort and probably he was tortured repeatedly with the Cruciatus curse. She was fascinated by his magic power, she knew that he could do wandless magic and that was one of the reason why he didn't let students use wands in his class.
She was surprised when they arrived at Hogwarts because two unusual things had happened, first Malfoy didn't show up and taunt them and secondly, she had actually admitted that she was fascinated by her Potions Professor. And while Malfoy not provoking Harry and Ron was a good thing, her liking of Snape was something that she will have to forget. She actually thought that it was going to be easy to go back to dislike the git because in his classes he treated her as a piece of filth. 'But he is very good at teaching Potions' another part of her brain whispered and Hermione for the first time was not happy to discuss something.
Chapter 1
To Like Or Not To Like
Hermione was standing in front of the train that would take her back at Hogwarts for her sixth year. She looked at the badge that was shining on her robes and she smiled feeling so proud that she was a prefect even for this year. Hermione was a girl who had always worked hard, she spent most of her time studying in the library or in the common room. None of her friends would understand her thirst for knowledge, they would smile at her attempt to make them realise how important it is to learn new things. Sometimes she was wondering why she was so different from all the other teens, why couldn't she break rules and feel carefree like Harry and Ron.
'Harry and Ron' she smiled again thinking about them and then she sighed because for her they were still a complete mystery. Why did they never think about anything but Quidditch and food? Many times she found herself contemplating the idea to stop bothering being part of the 'Golden Trio', sometimes it was too much for her, they never seemed worried about homework, professors and life in general and that for someone like her was inconceivable.
She sighed again wondering why no one of her friends ever thought that there must be more to life than the simple 'follow the other sheep' attitude. Is it just me who thinks that getting drunk and getting laid is not the only important thing in a life of a teenager?
Lost in her thoughts she missed the screaming of her two friends who were running full speed towards her and engulfed her in a big hug. She came to her senses when she noticed that she couldn't breath and started to struggle in order to allow her lung to take in air. "Harry! Ron! So nice to see you again! Did you miss me? What have you done this summer?"
Her two best friends smiling and grinning told her about their wonderful time practising Quidditch and when they started to discuss some new strategy she shut them off her head and went on thinking about more interesting stuff. 'Something that I cannot share with them, actually not just with them with anyone'. Her sadness was soon noticed by Harry, he took Hermione chin in his hand and lifted in a way that she had to look straight in his soft green eyes "Herms, are you ok? You kind of spaced off, is it everything ok? Are you still suffering the effect of the curse at the Ministry?" Hermione looked at Harry, she knew that it was hard for him to bring out the 'ministry accident' but the idea that he was concerned about her made her feel loved. With a smile that reached her eyes she said "Yes Harry I'm fine, I was just thinking about homework and classes, you know me I cannot live without books and marks" at that moment Ron interrupted the 'special' moment between the two by patting Hermione on her head and by saying "Our Herms the resident Hogwarts bookworm, of course she is fine Harry, she is just being her 'know-it-all' self".
Ron didn't notice the look in Hermione's eyes, but Harry did and he felt a pang of sadness at how Ron during this summer had grown even more superficial than ever.
Harry knew that Hermione thought that both were not interested in knowledge but she was wrong, he was interested in learning as much as she was but he knew that not all can be acquired by reading a book. He never talked to Hermione about it but he decided now and then that this year he would open his heart to her, he had lost Sirius and he didn't have a chance to tell him how much he loved, the first half of the summer passed at the Dursley's house was spent in meditation. Harry thought about the people he loved and the reason why he never told them that he did. Hermione was the first on his list, she had stood by him through thick and thin and it was now time that he told her how he felt. He loved her and not just as a friend. He would not loose her, he would fight to have her in his life as his girlfriend. And deep down he was sure that she was feeling the same for him.
The 'Golden Trio' then embarked on the Hogwarts Express and after getting a nice carriage all by themselves proceed in talking about Voldemort and wondering what he had in mind. They talked about Malfoy and his threats to harm Harry and finally, Hermione asked how he felt about Dumbledore. Harry looked at her and then out of the window, the room was silent for a long time. Hermione almost thought to start talking about something else but at last Harry spoke " I forgave him, he didn't tell me about the prophecy because he thought he was protecting me, the only person that I'm never going to forgive is Snape. The bloody git will have to pay, it's all his fault if I was mislead by Voldemort."
Hermione got scared at the sight of Harry ranting about Professor Snape, his eyes so warm and friendly almost became red for the anger they contained, and she knew who had red eyes. She thought that she will have to talk him out of this hate, it wasn't healthy and it wasn't right. Professor Snape was not responsible, it was true that he was a pain in the neck but she understood his delicate position as a spy and Death Eater, 'it must put a lot of strain of him'.
Her professor has always fascinated her, she knew about how James Potter and Sirius Black had taunted him and made him bitter. She felt that he disliked her for being a Gryffindor, a muggle-born and smarter than all his beloved Slytherin. Still he had been fair to her, she got a very good mark in Potions and she would be in his class this year with Harry.
Hermione wasn't really a girl who checked out guys but when looking at Snape she would sometimes 'assess' him, he was tall and thin, his hair looked greasy but she knew it was all the fumes of the potions. His skin was pale and he had lots of wrinkles but not for old age but because he never relaxed. He was always scolding and smirking evilly but his teeth were very white. His body was hidden by lots of layer of black robes but didn't look bad.
Overall he was a good-looking man but he succeeded to scare off all the students and women in general with his character. He was cold and unfeeling, never smiling or giving compliments. He was very intelligent but he wouldn't share his knowledge with anyone. Hermione knew very little of him until the end of her fifth year, then this summer she got a subscription to Ars Alchemica and she found an interesting article on one of the best Potion Master in England that is Severus Snape. She knew that the only reason why he was teaching was because of his role as a spy for the Order.
She admired his courage to face Voldemort and probably he was tortured repeatedly with the Cruciatus curse. She was fascinated by his magic power, she knew that he could do wandless magic and that was one of the reason why he didn't let students use wands in his class.
She was surprised when they arrived at Hogwarts because two unusual things had happened, first Malfoy didn't show up and taunt them and secondly, she had actually admitted that she was fascinated by her Potions Professor. And while Malfoy not provoking Harry and Ron was a good thing, her liking of Snape was something that she will have to forget. She actually thought that it was going to be easy to go back to dislike the git because in his classes he treated her as a piece of filth. 'But he is very good at teaching Potions' another part of her brain whispered and Hermione for the first time was not happy to discuss something.