nothing belongs to me."Well?" He looked at Hermione and tried to hid his smile as he saw how uncomfortable she looked. He didn't even noticed that Hermione was in this class. He just happened to recognize a voice as it echoed inside the room. well who would have known that he would actually be in Hermione's Class.
"Errr... I'll leave them to you Professor Snape. Behave well class." He looked back at the Professor that he left in front and nodded a simple gesture to say goodbye. After the presence of the other Professor was gone. he then darted his eyes back on Hermione. Noticing how he is still holding her hand, which indeed earned him a few stares made him let go of it quickly.
"If you just follow me in front ... Hermione" Did he just call me by my first name? is he up to something?
"Mione, just do want he says. Never thought that he knew you though." Rider nudged her and smiled.
"I'm waiting." He instructed once more.
She stood up and let out a deep breath. She went down a few steps and walked towards him.
When she finally went in front. Her Potions professor. Looked through the whole class and ask their professor's syllabus. A lot of hands shot up and he picked one.
He then paced from left to right and explained his knowledge on the topic. Giving out the definition and even citing easier ways to make the brew more efficient and a have longer shelf life.
Hermione was in an ackward position as she doesn't know what to do in front.
" Of course, on every potion we should give our outmost focus in brewing. one single mistake can cost you a months time of brew and even a lost of rare ingredients." He paused then stood in the middle leaning from the desk in front.
"The efficiency of a potion can be changed in a number of ways... And these are?"
He shot another look from the students and picked a hand to answer.
"By merely following the proper procedures. Sir."
"Yes..Mister.."
"Evalahand, Sir."
"Mister Evalahand, your reasoning is quite right but it lacks innovation." He reasoned.
" I for one don't always rely on books for proper recipes and instructions. it may not be advisable but i do tend to make my own from trial and error." It gave a positive feedback from the students and Hermione can tell that some of them were impressed on Professor Snape's insight.
Hermione then noticed Mr. Evalahand looking down. He may have been embarassed.
"Draught of living death." She looked at Snape. She learned about that from Slughorn's potions class. She never forgotten that class. Because that's the only class that Harry had beaten her. well not that she thought of it as competition.
"Can anyone cite the ingredients of the Draught of living death?" He was surprised when no one answered.
"This potion was already discussed if im not mistaken?" He scowled when no one raised their hands.
"Forgotten?"
It grew silent. He then looked from his side and Hermione looked down.
"Ms. Granger can you cite them for the benefit of the class?" He smirked. He was actually waiting for her answer. She knows this. i'd be surprised if she didnt. he thought. She sighed then finally answered.
"The draught of living death have these ingredients. 5 oz Powdered Root of Asphodel, 5 oz of Infusion of Wormwood." she squeezed her eyes shot trying to remember. Snape noticed this and tilted his head from waiting.
"...Valerian Sprigs, 10.5 fl. oz Sloth Brain, Juice of 12 Sopophorous Bean and wormwood."
"I made a few revisions from this particular brew--"
Hermione's hand shot up and the students all eyes were focused on her. Noticing this. Snape then followed their eyes and smirked when he saw Hermione's hand drawn down.
BOLLOCKS HERMIONE. You made a fool out of yourself again!
"Yes. Miss Granger. Your interruption better be good." He shook his head and crossed his arms.
"Ehem... The efficiency of the brew can be made if you changed the way they are cut. Some ingredients can be juiced properly if you crush them instead. In the draught of living death. Crushing the sopophorous bean can actually produce more juice rather than cutting. Changing the number of beans to be used can also help, Being precise ...adding one more can improve the brew."
Hermione noticed him frowning.
"And from where did you manage to get this information Miss Granger? have you tested it?"
"As a matter of fact, Yes. Harr-- A friend of mine used this method and he brewed it perfectly." She remembered how he was rewarded with felix felicis.
"Wrong acknowledgement." He murmured under his breath.
The discussion continued and the students managed to look at Snape's and Hermione's intellectual exchanges. They glanced at each other and even managed to finish each other sentences. They look like colleagues.
2 hours had passed and he managed to end the discussion.
"Anyone have a question?" He asked as Hermione silently made her way towards her seat.
A few hands where raised up. He looked throughout the room and then pointed on the girl near the front row.
" Can't you just teach here Professor?" He raised his brow and casted a langlock on the student then quickly stopped it.
"I don't tolerate flirting in this class, even though i'm just a replacement." Hermione sigh as Snape never said anything when she came back to her seat. The crowded hands that were raised diminished to one. It was Rider. Rider looked at Hermione then stood up.
"How do you know Hermione sir?" Hermione slumped on her chair and looked at Snape.
"She was one of my students." Hermione was surprised that he even answered that.
"But sir you DID came from Hogwarts and her as well?"
"Yes. I'd never forget a girl who was a member of the golden trio." Snape shrugged and Rider looked at Hermione.
"So you're THE Hermione who was alongside Harry Potter?"
Gasps echoed in the room and Hermione looked at him in disbelief.
She never once mentioned that she was the girl who helped defeat Voldermort. She denied it to anyone that asked her. She told them that she only happened to have the same name as the hero and would've loved it if she WAS the hero. Her classmates believed it. They didnt even know what the hero looked like so they bought the lie immediately. Her picture wasn't shown on any international prophet for her privacy so that helped her keep her secret.
"She is indeed. She helped Harry Potter defeat Voldermort." Hermione was more tensed and she kept looking at the eyes of her classmates as Snape announced a revelation..
Hermione hid behind a dumpster as she struggled to catch her breath. A couple of fan girls were asking for Harry's number and autograph. At first it was only a few and she told them that Harry really didn't have one but a couple of girls had started crowding her.
"At least this would be an interesting thing to owl." she chuckled but stood up when a dark shadow stood behind her.
"Hiding for patrols?"
she stood up and patted her pants from kneeling.
"Funny." She rolled her eyes and draped her hood from above her head.
She took a step forward but stopped midway making him bump into her.
"Sorry,uhmmn You still have classes?" She hesitantly asked. She may be mad but she still did want to catch up. It would rather be rude if she just left him without striking a conversation.
"I actually finished my last one. You?" He asked back. She was relieved that he actually conversed with her.
"Same here. Professor."
"Severus." He answered.
"What?"
"Just call me Severus. Miss Granger." Hermione then gave her hand for a handshake.
"Hermione would be fine.errr Severus..." She was about to withdraw her hand for it had been ackwardly floating in midair waiting for--
She froze when she felt cold soft lips touch her hand.
"Hermione.." He said as he stood up and let go of her hand.
"Do you have plans before leaving New york?" She asked trying to brush of the ackwardness.
"I don't any yet. It seems that the port key that i got activates on midnight so i still have a couple of hours to waste."He answered and Hermione nodded.
They started walking together. and it grew silent.
"Would you want to have coffee with me? I have a part time at 5 so i can still accompany you till then."
"That would be splendid. Hermione." He answered and eyed her hoody.
"Scotland is colder than here yeah?" when Hermione noticed how he was scrutinizing her hoody, she put her hoody down and fixed her braid to her side.
' i was trying to hide dummy.' she thought.
"I hardly can't see any difference. hmmmn. lets put it this way. Winter here is bad while winter in scotland is worse."
"The perfect Analogy 50 points to gryffindor." He smirked fighting himself to smile.
They arrived at the Coffee shop but it was too crowded so they can't really come in.
"Bummer. There's another coffee shop that i know of but my apartment is much more closer. I can brew tea for us. is that ok?" there is no malice. Inviting a man inside her apartment seemed improper but why would she see him as a man?
'She's really polite and still very intelligent. I was surprised that she would trust me enough to let me in her house. She's very independent now. I knew that she was all alone now. I read a couple of papers saying how she obliviated her parents for their safety. Why isnt she mad at me?' He thought.
"Anything warm will do." we started walking a few blocks away and she pointed on the building that she was staying at. its the muggle part of new york but she really does blend in with the crowd. The elevator smelled of rust and old parchment paper probably because of its age. We arrived at her floor and she brought out a key and unlocked the door. I was surprised that she didnt used her wand but i shrugged it off anyway.
"This is it." She answered.
"Please do come in Severus." The Apartment has a strong smell of soap and books. Yes i do tend to smell things a lot. probably because of brewing potions. I scanned the room and it was surprisingly not girly. I did assumed that it would be full of floral pink lacey things. but it was actually very homy. I saw her head straight to a room then heard a loud sound of machinery it sounded vibraty but then silently turned down.
I walked on her sitting room which across has a small kitchen. She then started to rummage on her counters and started grabbing a few condiments.
Then left to a small room beside it.
"It should be warmer now. My heaters acting up really badly. I tried using a few charms but nothing happens. It's really old so i reckon it needs to be replaced. I'm preparing tea so please make yourself comfortable."
It did became warmer so i took of my robes and placed it on the sofa. Hermione came back with Tea and placed it on the small table in the sitting room.
"Harry always sends me my favorite tea. I always have tea when i miss home."
"Yes Tea makes everything better."
"Agreed." She laughed then started asking about Hogwarts.
_--_--_--_
We talked about a lot of things and surprisingly we can relate on things. I like talking to him. we converse on different things. jumping from a certain book to a poem that i never knew he would find interest in. It was already 6:30 when i checked the time.
"Oh no.." I uttered and he quickly understand my reaction.
"I should have reminded you about it. Sorry Hermione." He apologized.
"No its ok i'll just call someone ok?" He nodded and drank tea.
I stood up and went inside my room. I grabbed my muggle phone and called my friend from across the city. and lied about being sick.
i went outside and i saw Severus putting on his coat.
"You're leaving already?" i asked.
"I thought that you're leaving." He said as he sat down again.
"Well, its a Friday anyway so its ok if she missed a few lessons."
"A part time?"
"Yeah, I tutor my friend's kid. It helps pay the bills."
"Hermione."
"Yeah?"
"Do you know any place with firewhiskey here?" He asked.
"My heaters not doing any good is it?" I smirked and he nodded.
"And i thought you loved the dungeon."i joked and He scowled and crossed his arms.
"100 points from Gryffindor." still maintaining his stance
"Don't do that. It still scares me." He smirked then smiled once more.
We went to a muggle bar but they also served such drinks since the owner was a wizard too.
We ordered drinks and he insisted on paying. We settled on the far end of it and a bottle of firewhiskey disguised as a muggle whiskey were sent to our table.
"Minerva would be thrilled once i tell her about meeting you." He smiled. He smiled 10 times today! And yes i'm counting! Its so weird but really sweet to see this side of him.
"Do send my regards, Severus." I like saying his name. its really weird to be in first name basis.
"Of course Hermione." Good thing that i manage to get over from hearing my name escape his silky voice. The first 3 times made me blush and it became really hard to hide it.
We were down to our second firewhiskey and surprisingly were just tipsy.
We had talked about university lectures and work. He asked about where would i go after university.
"I'm thinking about apprenticing on Professor McGonagall but i never owled her yet."
"What about Potions? it never crossed your mind?"
"Even if i did, You never allow apprenticeship."
"Well i might consider you."
"You would?"
"Seeing your participation in class impressed me if telling you that makes you feel better." I kept quiet and he smirked.
"Then its settled. Owl me your grades and i'll consider it."
"Thank you Severus."
it was 11:00 pm and its our 3rd one.
we both agreed that it would be our last one. knowing that we only have about an hour to finish it.
We have been talking for about hours, so silence finally came.
I started circling the ice cube on my glass and drank it. then placed it on the table. I should really apologize for what i did earlier.
"Hermione, Sorry." "Severus, Sorry."
We both said in unison. we both smiled from it. Oooh 11th time.
"Hermione, I'm sorry if i revealed your identity, i was out of line." He looked sincere.
"It's ok they would eventually find out about it no matter how hard i try to hide it."
"Well i would've done the same. I dont like attention. I wouldn't even wear this clothes if it weren't for Draco."
"I was surprised that he haven't forced you to make your hair slick from gel."
"Oh he did, but i wouldnt let him touch it! I threatened hexes before he stopped meddling." He drank his glass again.
"You look good." I blushed from saying something stupid again. I talk recklessly probably because of the alcohol.
silence..
"Severus." I gulped
He looked at me.
"I'm sorry for laughing hysterically on your class." I gulped the firewhisky. " Knowing you and seeing how Professor Clavalio is trying to flirt with you made me laugh." I covered my mouth as he arched his brow upwards.
"It's not that you're not flirtable. you are dashing actually. Apart from your intelligence ofcourse that's important too. Yes indeed. i mean its just that she's trying too hard for you to -- I'll stop talking." I poured more of it and drank it in one gulp.
"Are you saying that i'm attractive?" He said then rested his palm on his cheeks. His cold expressionless face came back. why is it back? did i offend him.
"Yes--Noo.. I dont know." I ended up mimicking his gesture. i think i drank too much firewhisky. my hand slipped from my chin and i had my face slump on the table.
i became drowsy and i saw a hand lifted my chin.
i felt lips on mine. I think i responded but everything turned black and i felt strong arms hold me .
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