Story dedicated to my friends and my family who don't even know it but keep me going everyday, to reach my goals and to succeed in my hopes and dreams and to one day publish my writings, so they can be proud of me.
Chapter 1It was their last year, she still couldn't believe that this was going to be her last year after this she was done she no longer had a home at that amazing castle that had always been a safe haven for her, and it was evident it was taking its toll on Hermione. She was beautiful beyond belief not a shocking beauty but her smile was simple and her emotions energetic she had an air around her that was her own, her once bushy hair lay in thick waves around her. Okay scratch that she wasn't amazing aaahed the prettiest woman ever but let's says she was up there. She may wear little to no make up but she was easily the most attractive woman you would see walking down the street not that he noticed or at least not at first, but it wasn't to him if women were amazingly beautiful she was so damn smart to smart for her own good. Everything she did she did amazingly, with no flaws. The flaws she she does have made her that even more amazing, that much more interesting.
She ran to her class her lungs burning, she had never known to run so fast in her life. She had been in the library early to get some more homework done and was now late for Potions this was one day that felt like everything was going bad for her. For some unknown reason the clock didn't work in the library and when she had finally been smart enough to check her watch she was late, and she had the worst class to be late for and the most evil teacher to deal with.
He sneered in his class everyone was there but one her seat vacant, this was very unbecoming of her. Probably the first time that he had ever in now seven years for her to be late. Then he saw the door fly open and her walk in huffing and puffing, he had guessed that she had been doing work in the library like every other morning. He would spot her in there at nights when he headed to bed and when he woke up and headed to breakfast she would still be there perched over books reading writing. He found a way to remark again maybe he could get her a detention after all today.
"Your late he sneered," as she sat down he marched towards her, loved it when her eyes got really big as if she was truly scared of him. He had a way and he knew that he could scare even the toughest person. He had been teaching at the school for around 17 years for as long as she'd been alive and he knew he would be there for a lot longer. He knew how to command a room to get everyone to listen and scared not to.
Someday he wished he could go back and redo things not screw up so many times, to make up for past mistakes. But right now he wanted to give the little know it all a lesson. Even though he knew she was the hardest worker in the school he loved picking on her. He liked being mean to his students he knew it taught them to be strong in the real world, and it would seem that she would have to be even stronger than the others in order to survive.
"Sorry sir," she said catching her breath, she had ran as fast as she could when she realized she had been late. She had worked since the day she had gotten back not to get on his bad side. She hated it when he glared at her that way, like he really hated her. For some reason he was usually always incredibly mean to her Neville got it good but not as good as she did. Even if she did something perfect he would find something the littlest thing to find imperfect. She had worked to be the best but in the end he always treated her as the worst.
"Stop talking or that's 20 points from Gryffindor I don't want to hear your little tales about how you slept in," he stated, for being the smartest she was so irresponsible sometimes.
"Sir I didn't sleep in," she was saying before he sneered down at her, she closed her mouth. He knew he would get her there, she always remarked when he was wrong. For some reason she always had a need to correct people to help them, it was a weakness that he saw in her to help the needed.
"25 points from Gryffindor and a detention tonight," he stated and he watched the usual brilliant light in her chocolate brown eyes dim until she broke eye contact and looked down at her lap. He smiled to himself at least he chopped her down a peg or two.
"Now that we have everyone here we can begin, the ingredients are in the cupboard and the directions on the board begin," he said and with a flick of his wand everyone started reading. He liked the way he could silence a room easily and everyone did what they were asked.
He took his usual station behind his desk keeping one eye on the students he kept one on her. She sat there for a minute looking into her lap before flicking her bangs back and getting to work. He always knew that she got over things easily she put them aside to get the important things done so much like him. No one knew his true feelings or would ever know in fact. He didn't have friend's just whores down in knockturn alley that bowed to his needs, and when they're weren't whores there were death eaters women so used sleeping with man after man wasn't a big thing. He always thought women that respected themselves were amazing.
He put the lost look from her eyes out of his mind and set to the task of tormenting everyone, it was what he did best and was know especially for making first years cry.
"Hermione can you help me?" Neville asked as he looked at her perfect colored potion, it was always perfectly colored potion and she was in no way in need to get a zero that day when she already had a detention that night.
"Sorry Neville try please but I can't I'll get in trouble sorry," she said she felt her heart flop to the ground at his face. She turned back to her potion and started again, she hated being interrupted as she was doing a potion she had learned early on that as soon as she started on a task she got going and being stopped slowed her. Some people thought her a bitch when she did that but she just really wanted to not piss him off again, she had always wondered why Snape was always so angry at everyone for the littlest things. It was the truth really whenever she wanted to help him they always some how got in trouble, so she found it best that he had to do his own thing.
"What is this?" she heard the sneer and she turned to see the usual seen of Neville looking frightened as the dingbat cowered over him and his concoction.
"Don't tell me you forgot to put the fire wing in there with the fairy hair," he sneered the boy nodded, then the man looked up to see Hermione looking at them," or don't tell me that you didn't get help from little miss know it all."
Neville shook his head but some how the man didn't believe the boy, his robes billowing out behind him he stalked to her and looked at her potion as perfect as always.
"Did you help him?" he asked about five inches from her face, she hastily shook her head and looked at her lap," some how I don't believe that you didn't help him, little miss know it all, for your lying that will be a three scroll essay on the Vandermount Potion due on my desk tomorrow."
Everyone gasped but she just sat there, she took it like she took everything else
"Yes sir," she mumbled. He turned and sat at his desk, slowly she got back to work, but not before adding the homework to her agenda, he glanced at it to see that it was full, god that girl had problems did she have nothing better to do every night but do more homework.
When the bell rang they all bottled up their potions and gave it to him, Hermione was just about to put it on his desk when someone shoved her hard and she fell back and cracked her head on the cement so hard she thought she saw stars.
"Watch were your going," the boy drawled then she heard the shatter and felt everything fall apart, she looked to were her vile use to be in her hand to beside her with a black nicely polished show crunching it. The shoe disappeared leaving her perfectly green potion oozing into the cement turning black.
It wasn't a huge deal but she drove herself to make every single potion the best that she could make it hoping that one day he would say great job or something. This year she was even trying harder but with no prevail, he was rock hard and evil.
He quickly walked off, but he saw it all, she glanced at him but his sneer that was always there was unchanged. She felt tears prickle her eyes, he was such a bastard. If there was one way to get to her destroying her work did it all. Looking up she saw Snape standing beside her, looking down at her.
"Get off the floor," he sneered, she did as she was told, picking up her books, and everything rubbing the back of her head, she had hit the cement hard and all ready a pounding head ache was beginning at the back of her neck. She would definitely need an Advil for that, if she was going to survive throughout the day.
"That will be a zero for today, but you can make it up if you write me a foot long essay about the potion we made today on my desk by tonight that shouldn't be so hard for you," he sneered as he walked off, he always enjoyed a episode to bring her down a notch, to put her in her place. He should of actually deducted points from Malfoy but his father was his best friend sort of, he just didn't need him coming down to see him he hated having meetings with him. The man was disgusting in so many ways he was surprised that he hadn't been arrested yet, sometimes the ministry was so completely stupid. Lucius was a bastard and he hated him so much. Remembering growing up together it had sucked him got all the attention while Severus just sat in the library reading all the time, he could never be good enough. His parents had loved Lucius like another son while he was like a distant cousin that just lived there sometimes.
She felt the tears in her eyes fight to be released but she sucked it up and headed to her next class. Today was going to prove to be harder than she had thought. Already her agenda was packed with things she was gong to need a time turner to do it all, but she would never use one of those again. There had been one good thing come of it she saved Sirius Black but for what just so he would die again. But maybe just maybe he wasn't dead. The veil was still a Mystery no wonder it was in the Department of Mysteries. Smiling to herself she went on with her day. Taking one class at a time, she would fight through it day after day, she wouldn't bow down to him and his bullying.
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Revamped chapter going through my chapters to change things.
Steph