A/N: Hey guys this is my second attempt at a fanfic and I'm hoping it will be great but no promises . I'm writing this as I go along and have no idea what I'm going to be writing about so if you have any ideas please let me know. So, enough rambling and on with the story.

Oh, also I must say that I am not the creator of Harry Potter or any of the characters from the series…I only own this story and the characters that I created

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Looking up, Hermione Granger tried to stop the tears from flowing. This was not how she envisioned her break-up with Ron but here it was. His whole family surrounded them and Hermione felt utterly alone.

"Please listen to me Hermione, What you think you saw-"

"No you listen to me Ronald Weasley!" Hermione, who had finally found her voice, interrupted "Don't ever tell me what I've seen or haven't seen." Hermione rose up out of her chair and flung it at her ex boyfriend. He shattered it with a spell and looked up in time to see the tail of her coat fluttering with the breeze as she disapperated.

She'd gone to the only place she felt safe, her parents house. To muggles it appeared to be an old vacant office building but in all actuality it was charmed by one of the most talented witches that the world had ever known, and in there she sat crying and thinking.

The nerve of that man, to think that he could make her believe that she had not seen him in that unflattering position with one of the muggle men from town!

She finally regained her composure and decided that she needed to talk to her best friend, Harry, the only person who could console and relate to her now. Disapperating to Hogsmeade Hermione arrived and hurried to the newly constructed home on one of the hills and knocked on the door. She heard footsteps approaching the door and stepped back just as the door was flung open by her best friend Harry Potter.

"Hermione," Harry beamed, "what's going on?" he asked as he caught sight of her tear-stained face, his smile leaving as fast as it had come. Hermione said nothing but instead rushed into Harry's open arms and sobbed. After a few moments she was able to speak coherently and explained the whole story to Harry.

"How DARE he!" exclaimed Harry. What kind of man had Ron turned into? Harry felt helpless, so far in his experience the two worst members of the Weasley clan were two of the people he trusted most. First Ginny cheated on him with an old flame Dean Thomas and then Ron cheating on Hermione with a muggle man, what happened to those Weasley family values that they all claimed to hold true?

"Wow Hermione, I really don't know what to say but you know you can stay here since you and Ron used to live together. Unless you want the house because I'll help you fight him for it." Harry said with a slight grimace.

"No Harry its fine, I couldn't imagine sleeping in that bed…not now that I know-"and she broke of not speaking of what caused her such grief. Harry went and made them both a cup of tea and they spent the rest of the night reminiscing on the past.

When she woke up the next morning she turned over and saw the back of Harry's messy black haired head, and was grateful that she had a friend like him. She got up and decided to make breakfast for the both of them. Walking into the kitchen Hermione realized Harry for just what he was, a man. The kitchen was a mess and it took her a good 10 minutes, even with magic, to clean the mess and she had just enough time to fix breakfast before Harry woke up.

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Severus Snape was the most controversial man in Hogwarts history. For one people were confused about how to feel about him. Should he be loved like Harry or feared and shunned like Voldemort? He just wished everybody would leave him alone. The only place that he could rest in peace (no pun intended) was Hogwarts.

After the war he was believed to be dead but that was just the world underestimating him again, in the first year that he had taught Harry, Ron, and Hermione he told them that he could teach them to stop death. So why did they not think to check and see if he was really dead? He didn't ponder it for long because that was the least of his worries right now, no he had to hand out as many detentions as possible to these horrible Gryffindor first years. He had to instill the fear in them while they were young. After Minerva McGonagall found him in the shrieking shack she'd taken him to St. Mungo's and helped him back to health. She then allowed him to come back to Hogwarts to teach and he had even gotten to become Head of Slytherin house again.

Instead of having to worry about saying the wrong thing to someone who would kill him without the slightest hesitation, now all he had to worry about was the new Gryffindor Head of House a very pretty witch by the name of Annalise Nevaro. He didn't know how much of his past that she knew but she always seemed friendly enough towards him, always smiling and waving when they passed each other in the corridors. No. He was not looking for anyone in that way. He was better off alone, that's how it always had been and how it would always be.

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A/N: Please review it will really make my day and tell me what you like or don't like and tell me your ideas, I will also update more than once a week if people actually like and review this story. Thanks!