Hermione never told Ron and Harry what Snape had asked her the night before. For some reason she found it to personal. The way he asked it made it seem like she had hurt him but surely he's been called worse in his time as potions teacher at Hogwarts.

Soon the day rolled round to that time for potions. Hermione slowly made her way down to the dungeons with Ron and harry at her sides. They babbled away about Quidditch scores and games and Hermione would every so often nod along or laugh but really she had her mind on the next class. Sitting down in her usual seat near the back next to her friends Hermione told herself to behave. She wasn't going to draw any attention to herself today and only answer questions when asked directly so to not annoy him.

Snape soon stormed into the classroom and the students fell silent. "Who can tell me the stages of an amortentia potion?" he asked loudly as he reached his desk. The class groaned. They hated the times Snape would start the class with silly questions.

Hermione on the other hand was practically jumping up and down in her seat. Both Ron and harry shot her looks of confusion as to what the heck she was doing. Her arms looked practically glued to her sides and she was biting her bottom lip to almost bleeding point. Leaning over to her Harry whispered quietly into her ear, "Hermione just put up your hand," he suggested. "You look demented."

Hermione shot him a look and saw Ron nearly gasping for breath from laughing silently so much behind him. The class was silent with not one single person even attempting the question. Snape's gaze fell over everyone and Hermione thought she was going to burst when his eyes flickered over her. "Not even the class know-it-all will answer?" he taunted. "I am unimpressed. Well since you are all incapable of answering the simplest NEWT level questions you can do the whole period revising the old topics...in silence!"

The class groaned once more before opening up their textbooks and beginning the revision. Hermione practically deflated onto the desk. It took a lot of effort for her to not shout out the answer and in a way Hermione was immensely proud of herself. Opening up her textbook to an old page Hermione felt herself being watched. Looking up from her jotter she saw Snape walking over to her his face unmoving and unreadable. Reaching her desk he bent his face down to her height as she sat nervously awaiting his words.

"Miss Granger if you do not wish to participate in this class then leave," he hissed into her ear. "Detention tonight! 8 o'clock. You're starting to make a collection out of theses." Turning he left the shocked young witch to stare blankly at her work.

'Not participating?' Hermione thought angrily. What a joke. Standing up furiously the class turned their attention to her. "You cannot be serious!" she fumed. "You always call me a know-it-all so the one day I don't answer I get a detention? How is that fair?"

Anger bubbled up inside her but Snape's reaction was what annoyed her the most. He didn't even look bothered that a pupil had stood up in his class and shouted at him. He didn't even look concerned. "Miss Granger surely a bookworm like you would have read enough to know that life's not fair," he replied mockingly. "Now sit down!"

Hermione shrunk into her seat. Tears threatened to cascade down her cheeks but she held them in almost painfully. Harry squeezed her hand sympathetically under the desk as Snape turned his back on the class and began writing notes onto the chalkboard.

The rest of the period went slowly and as soon as the bell rang tired students shot out of the door. Hermione, Ron and harry made their way out of the classroom towards defence against the dark arts. They didn't speak about Hermione's outburst but instead cheered each other up by telling old stories as they walked happily to the professor who would easily cheer them up.

"I'm so happy Remus is back teaching!" Hermione enthused. "He is by far the best defence against the dark arts teacher we've ever had, probably that the schools ever had!"

Ron nodded eagerly along. "He's so...cool!"

Harry laughed at that. "Cool?" but nodded anyway. It was true to be fair. Remus was cool. And to the three of them he had been a friend, mentor and hero in so many ways.

Hermione was especially glad to see him back teaching. She always looked forward to her intelligent conversation with him and the way he could make her laugh and smile even when she didn't have much to smile about. At first Hermione mistook her feelings for that of a school girl crush but soon it became clear to her she was just looking up to him for guidance. When she had no parents and times were stressful she could confide in him after lessons and he was always happy to help.

Entering the class their smiles widened at the sight of their smiling professor grinning back at them as the class took their seats. It had been about a week since the last full moon and Remus was at his peak. He was energetic and it appeared that their tiredness in his eyes had left him as the gray in his hair had darkened slightly.

"Right, what should we study today?" he asked to the class. "I was thinking about a re-visit to earlier work just to see how your patronuses have developed, but I'm open for suggestions."

As it was a Gryffindor and Slytherin class there was no surprise certain people were going to make rude comments. "How about we learn how to keep out mouths shut," laughed Malfoy. "How about it Granger?"

Hermione sitting once again near the back blushed furiously as Ron and harry looked ready to pounce at the irritating idiot. Remus sighed, "Well Mr. Malfoy I'm sure you're probably right," Malfoy smiled triumphantly. "Miss Granger could definitely teach you a thing or two about how to keep your mouth shut."

The class laughed and applauded as Malfoy shrunk into his seat. Thankfully this class went entertainingly well. The desks and seats were magically placed to the side of the room and the pupils spent the rest of the lesson summoning their patronuses and making them glide around the room.

Remus was happily surprised when at the end of the lesson the class groaned as they left to lunch. He always loved the fact they enjoyed his lessons just as he enjoyed teaching them. Leaving the class Remus was quick to call Hermione back in for a word.

She walked straight up to his desk unsure but not worried about the conversation. Harry and Ron left for lunch promising to save her a seat like normal next to them.

"Hermione I hope what Malfoy said hasn't upset you?" he said truthfully. "He can be a brat at times."

Hermione smiled at the kind words. "No he doesn't get to me that easily."

"What was he talking about anyways?" Remus asked curiously.

Hermione sighed and sat down on the seat opposite his desk as Remus took the giant comfy one behind it. "It's professor Snape," she began. "He's given me a second detention this week."

Remus looked shocked and slightly angry at this news. "Why?"

"I really don't know, he's just, well...i don't know!" without realising it tears escaped form Hermione's eyes as she explained what she got the detentions for.

Once she finished Remus passed her an old sewed together hanker chief. "Professor Snape's just being meaner than normal, must be a bad week for him," he tried to say. "Hopefully he'll be slightly happier next week." Hermione took the handkerchief and left. Hopefully Remus was right.

He was wrong. The following week during lunch Hermione found herself attempting to help a young first year with their homework when Snape came along and placed them both in detention for cheating. Furious Hermione said nothing this time but tried to calm down the upset first year that had begun wailing that they were definitely going to get a howler from their mother after this.

Hermione walked to the detention that night hoping Snape wasn't going to give her the same task as last time, de-gumming the extra sticky Weasley chewing gum from under all the desks with only a butter knife as a tool. She also hoped he wasn't going to be too mean on the poor first year she had been helping, Merlin knows how terrified she was as a first year and how much easier life would be without Snape breathing down your neck at every wrong turn you took.

Thankfully Hermione was pleasantly surprised.