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Writer notes, thanks to my beta Princess Moonie of the Moon and to everyone who had left reviews.


Severus wanted to be swept from the court room as quick and quiet as possible. He didn't say a single word to the young witch by his left side or to the Aurors escorting him out.

A huge crowd of reporters, ministry workers and quite a large gathering of protesters were gathered right outside the courthouse. The crowd roared with mixed sounds of cheers and shouts of anger as they pushed even closer. The crowd of people were arguing with each other; some of them with sign saying 'Justice for Snape', and others with 'Give Snape the Dementor's kiss'. A few witches in front looked as if they were on the verge of fainting as they caught a glimpse of Severus. Others looked at him with burning fury on their faces because Severus wasn't receiving a life sentence in Azkaban or the Dementor's kiss.

Severus avoided looking at the bright flashes of cameras going off in his face and he tried to pretend they weren't there. He pushed his way through the reporters, refusing to comment or answer any questions.

"Professor Snape," He heard the voice calling out behind him but he ignored it by pretending he didn't hear it . Just when he was sure the crowd had allowed him to enter the ministry appointed vehicle, a very small, delicate hand gentle touched his hand. Severus looked to the left-hand side of the vehicle he was in to look back at her.

"Professor Snape."

"I am no longer a professor, Miss Granger." He said as he stared down his nose to look at her. Hermione blinked slowly. "It's still Miss Granger, correct?" Merlin, if he had to live with Potter or worse a Weasley, he'll gladly serve his sentence in Azkaban.

"Yes, Professor," Severus sighed with relief.

It was beginning to rain and Severus looked out his window watching as the raindrops dripped down the side of it.

"Professor... may I call you by your first name, sir?"

"Call me whatever you want, Miss Granger," He drawled out his word. "After all I am your prisoner now."

"Snape it is then. I want you to know that you have nothing to worry about. I'll try to make the next two years go by fast and be as painless as possible." Hermione smiled lightly.

"So what am I to expect with you, giving this... situation with you, Miss Granger?"

"There'll be plenty of books, quiet and maybe even a bit of intelligent conversations or debates if you're up for it."

"More like insufferable conversations perhaps," Severus scoffed. They remained in silence for the rest of the drive until they finally came to a stop.

Severus stepped outside of the vehicle and stared at the small two story house in front of him. It had a long dirt driveway and three large oak trees in the front yard. He stared at the front door as if it might jump out and bite him. He knew what was behind this door. Is to be his prison for the next two years. He grimaced and pushed that out of his head. She was just Hermione, not the bloody Dark Lord. She was the bushy haired girl from Hogwarts, with her insufferable chatter that made his job hell. It wasn't like she was going to physically harm him... right? The worse she would probably do would be to kill him with her endless insufferable chatter or her house elves rights speeches. However he couldn't deny it, she played an important part into defeating Voldemort. And now... well now he is sent to serve two years of house arrest with her. Oh, joy this is going to be a long two years...