Severus Snape is going through a trial and a certain Ms.-Insufferable-know-it-all interrupts his trial. His sentence isn't life imprisonment in Azkaban, it's worse: he will become a Muggle under constant supervision of Hermione Granger. Granger believes she's helped him, but his opinion differs. How can she tame her furious ex-potion professor.
Author's Note: Hey, I just got this idea while having a fever. Who knew having a fever could be a good thing? I hope you enjoy the story and continue to follow it along!
DISCLAIMING OWNERSHIP OF HARRY POTTER.
So italic writings are Snape's thoughts.Enjoy.
There were numerous pairs of eyes glaring at him. Severus could distinguish them into categories: angry eyes, disgusted eyes, eyes that wanted to kill him. They'll get their wish from my trial today. He couldn't care less; his task was over. There were no more orders for him to follow; Dumbledore was dead and the Dark Lord was dead. His mission was over since Harry Potter was permanently safe. Now he could die and rot in Azkaban; after he died, he would meet James and Lily Potter. He would ask for their forgiveness for his previous crimes that resulted in their deaths.
He stoically climbed out of his confinement as the wizards wrapped thick chains around his filthy wrists and ankles. Then they pointed their wands at him, "Petrificus totalus." His chains kept him from falling onto his face and the men dragged him along the corridor to his trial.
The buzzing room fell silent as his petrified body entered the courtroom. Severus was shoved into the heavily barbed, metallic cage. If it weren't for the petrifying spell, he would have sneered as one of the men whispered in his ear, "Today will be the last day for you to see anyone for the rest of your miserable life." That's my plan.
He kept his eyes closed while the jury and the judge were talking. Snape's lousy lawyer hardly defended him. Severus wasn't angry or shocked because he was aware the wizard also wished for him to rot in Azkaban. Everybody did. Who wouldn't?
Bang! Severus opened one of his eyes as he heard the door opened. Can't be anyone important. He sealed them shut again, but they flew open when he recognized the witch's voice. "Sir, you can not sentence this brave wizard to Azkaban. He's not even having a fair trial and I believe no one can disagree with me. Every witch and wizard here is biased and wishes for Severus Snape's life imprisonment in Azkaban," argued the witch. Why the hell is Hermione Granger here?
His eyes widened as he watched her continue to shout, "Severus Snape has been a valuable double-agent for us, the Order. He has been faithful on following his orders. He carried the greatest burden through this war. No one else was aware of his position besides the Order!" Shut up, you stupid woman! Quit interfering!
"Ms. Granger, we are fully aware of your contribution to the war. You may be a war hero, but we cannot take your words for granted! This man is a Dark Wizard who has murdered several innocent witches and wizards, including Albus Dumbledore! These facts cannot be ignored!"
"So you know, Dumbledore commanded Severus to kill him! Albus would have died even if Severus hadn't followed his orders. Albus was destined to die during my 6th year at Hogwarts," argued Hermione.
"Ms. Granger, you have no valid proof to prove this man's innocence," shouted the jury.
"Oh but I do, sir. I've got Dumbledore's diary and his letters. And if that's not enough, I've got a letter that has signatures from all of the members of the Order. Is that not enough to prove that Severus is innocent?! Or will the Ministry of Magic ignore what the Order has to say because you are all cowards in the face of the truth?" She stood strong and tall before the jury and the judge.
Everyone started to whisper and mumble about what she had just said as the judge took in her letters. Why aren't you idiots just kicking her out of the courtroom?! Don't listen to her!
The ministers, jury, and judge looked nervous; they couldn't ignore one of the Golden Heros of the decade. That would send the media into a frenzy! They carefully reviewed the letters to see if there were any forged signatures. The strong-willed witch stood in front of them with her arms crossed to her chest. The ministers, the judge, and the jury quickly banded into a conversation.
They announced, "Due to this sudden interruption and these letters, we declare that Severus Snape will not go to Azkaban." What did the bloody fools say?!
They attempted to continue; someone shouted "Quiet," as the audience of the court went berserk to the sudden proclamation. Kingsley Shacklebolt drummed the hammer to gain everyone's attention, "Instead of Azkaban, we will strip Severus Snape of all of his magical positions and ability. In other words, he will become a Muggle." What the fuck was that? Severus's eyes widened; that was worse than dying in Azkaban!
"Since he is considered a threat to our world, this is what we must do in order for him to rejoin society. Furthermore, we are considering obliviating his mind," Kingsley continued. Don't you dare obliviate me. I'd lose all my memories. "That's against his rights, Kingsley and you know that," Hermione retorted.
"Furthermore because you are responsible for this sudden turn of events, we have come to an agreement: you will be responsible for Severus Snape. You are to supervise him at all times." What am I, a mongrel? I require no supervision. And, you daft imbecile, reject his proposition: this is your last chance to say no. Send me to Azkaban!
"I agree to your terms, Minister," she said clearly. Snape's eyes burned with fury as he was dragged away back to his confinement room. The wizard stared at him coldly. "You are one hell of a lucky bastard: you've avoided Azkaban." The exact opposite, you damn turd. The men pressed their wands at him and he could immediately feel his magic ebbing away. It felt as if his blood was being drained. They removed the petrifying curse and he momentarily lost his balance. He was shoved out of the dark hole where Hermione-the irritating wretch!- stood waiting for him. He had no energy to shout at the witch.
"Come on now, professor, let's go see your newly assigned house in the Muggle society," Hermione smiled. And, exactly, how in Merlin's fat arse am I supposed to get there? I can't apparate, thanks to you! She extended her arm to him, "Grab my arm." He let out a growl as she forcibly took his hand. She rolled her eyes before they disappeared from the room with a *pop*.