A Witch's Bedpost: Notch #2: Severus Snape

AN: This story is technically a sequel to "A Witch's Bedpost: notch #1" – which is about Viktor and Hermione. There will be a total of 5 stories in this series but they can be read individually if you so choose. This will be 4 chapters long and is rated M for a reason. This story is set in 5th year. Please read and review – flames are accepted but constructive criticism is better. And now, enjoy.

Chapter One – A Twist of Fate

HPOV

I was sitting in potions after cleaning up, waiting for Snape to return our essays on the Draught of Living Death. We wouldn't be making the potion for another year but Snape sure liked to start early on preparing us for it. I had worked very hard on my essay and detailed all the concepts that I thought needed to be included. Snape had a very serious way of handing essays back. He laid the scrolls in a straight row on his desk before he would flick his wand sending them back to their respective owners. The scrolls were magically sealed and could not be opened until the owner left the classroom. He was very strict about grades and would not change them for anything.

He finally finished laying the scrolls out and flicked his wand. Mine landed neatly in front of me and I took it and quickly left the room with the other students. I opened it instantly after I left the classroom and I nearly collapsed. A "P" was glaring at me from the top of my essay. I nearly whirled around and walked back the classroom but I reached for the door handle and realized it would be locked. I headed down the hallway where Harry and Ron were comparing scores. They hastily hid their scrolls as I approached.

"How'd you do, Hermione?"

"I don't want to talk about it, Ron."

"Oh, did you a get an "E" when you wanted an "O"?"

"Ronald, I got a "P", are you happy now?"

The grins that were n the boys' faces at Ron's joke faded instantly. They shared a stricken look and smiled gently at me.

"Hermione, it's alright. I got a "P" too."

"Harry, it's not 'alright'. I worked really hard on this essay."

"You know what, let's go to the kitchens and get some éclairs they are good for cheering people up."

"Ron, you are the one obsessed with éclairs…not me. Besides, you know how I feel about overworking those darling house elves. They have enough work as it is. You are hardly helping here!"

"Sorry, Hermione."

"I am going to get revenge on Snape for this. Just you wait and see."

"Um, Hermione, you aren't seriously thinking about hexing Snape."

"Of course not, Harry."

"Then how are you going to get revenge? Pranking him would be a bad idea too."

"Maybe I won't get revenge. I will go talk to him about it, at least so I understand what I did wrong so this doesn't happen again."

"That's a great idea Hermione. I think it's very mature of you."

"Thanks Harry."

I headed towards the Great Hall with Harry and Ron while my mind was working a mile a minute, concocting a plan to raise my grade that even the potions master might agree to.

AN: I have fairly short chapters in general. Hope you liked it. I will be updating this story daily so come back tomorrow for more Hermione and Snapey goodness! Thanks to my generous beta: halfbloodprincesse