Sorry about the delay with submitting the chapters but my friend's father just passed away and so for the past few weeks we have been doing nothing but crying… My friend and I decided to resubmit this chapter… a few people said that they didn't think that Snape was all that masculine but my friend and I imaged him looking somewhat like he does in the movies (not exactly but similar) so we decided to change it a bit. Thanks for your patience!

Chapter Two: Never Ending Detentions

"Hermione! Hermione! Wake up!" A raised voice came from behind Hermione's bedroom door. "Come on… we're going to be late for Hagrid's class!"

"Are you ok Hermione?" Another voice asked.

The knocking grew louder and the voices became more concerned.

"Hermione this is not funny. Are you ok?"

Hermione sat up and rubbed her eyes. She pulled herself out of bed and stumbled to her bathroom. Looking down at herself she saw that she had spent the night in the same clothes as she had worn yesterday. She yawned and looked up at her face in the mirror.

"Hermione!" The concerned voices could wait no longer. "We're coming in."

Harry and Ron tumbled into the room, their faces covered with worry and distress. As soon as they saw Hermione they relaxed and she could tell they were relieved to see her standing there. She smiled wearily at them and slumped over the sink.

"We were so worried about you. It's not like you to sleep in and it's definitely not like you to miss a class…" Ron started but he was interrupted by Hermione's shrieks.

"What do you mean I missed a class?"

"He means you missed a class but it was only potions." Harry tried to calm her down. "You didn't miss much. Neville blew up his potion again and Snape was in a pretty bad mood."

"Professor Snape will not be happy. I already have another detention tonight." She grumbled.

"We told Snape that you were sick and couldn't make it to class." Harry said giving his friend a gentle hug.

"Thanks guys. I really appreciate it." She smiled. "If you hadn't woken me up I would have slept all day. I don't even know how I got here, the last thing I remember was Snape storming out of detention."

Harry put his arm around her shoulders and smiled at her. "We had better let you get dressed so we aren't too late for Hagrid's class."

"I have the best friends anyone could ask for." Hermione said with a grin as she opened her closet and pulled out her uniform.

Harry and Ron left her to get ready for class and descended the stairs to wait in the common room. Because they were already late for their second class Hermione was quite quick in readying herself for the day. She came down the stairs with an armful of books and gestured for the boys to follow her.

They half jogged down to the giant's hut. When they arrived he looked up and smiled at them.

"Hello you three. We were just discussing how to care for Hilliogits." Hagrid said to the panting students.

"Sorry we're so late Hagrid," Hermione apologised, "I wasn't feeling too good this morning but I'm feeling much better now."

"Oh that's ok Hermione, I'm just glad you're feeling better." Hagrid patted the girl on the back and turned to the rest of the class. "Now can anyone tell me what you should do when you find an injured Hilliogit in the wild?" He asked the group of students before continuing.

When everyone had left at the end of the class Hermione, Harry and Ron stayed behind to talk to Hagrid. They followed him into the hut and sat down on the large chairs around the table.

"Tea?" He asked them.

"Yes please." All three of them answered him.

"I was worried this morning when you three didn't show up for class. I thought something had happened." He said. "I was awful worried, but when I saw you coming down from the castle I knew everythin' was ok, I hope you're feeling better Hermione."

"Oh yes thankyou Hagrid, I'm felling much better."

"You know I was talking to Dumbledore earlier this morning when he came down to visit me and we was just saying how a lot of the students this time o' year are getting sick."

"Yea." Harry agreed. "Did Dumbledore ask about Fluffy? I saw him yesterday in the hall and he asked me about Fluffy."

"Nope. Dumbledore ain't said nothing about Fluffy." Hagrid shook his head.

"Wow!" Ron glanced down at his watch. "It's nearly time for our next class. Time does fly when you're having fun."

"You three better get going now. I don't want you to be late for another class." Hagrid ushered them out of his hut into the cool winter air. Snow has started to fall softly outside so the students pulled their robes tightly around themselves and made their way back to the castle.

They entered the castle and walked down the large hall towards McGonagall's class. She was standing at the front of the class with her arms crossed and a rather impatient look upon her face.

"Come on people. I don't have all day." McGonagall addressed the class. "Take out your books and turn to page 77."

McGonagall's class was always pleasant and everyone was surprised when the end of the class came around. Harry and Ron waited outside while Hermione discussed an upcoming project with the transfigurations professor.

"Sorry guys." Hermione apologised as she joined them outside the classroom. "So, what are we doing?'

"Well at the moment I can hardly hear you over the grumbling coming from my stomach, so I suggest we drop our books off in the common room and go straight to dinner." Ron said.

"Sounds good to me…" Harry agreed.

"Yes, it sounds like a plan" Hermione said as the trio started towards the Gryffindor common room.

"Then we can hit the common room and play a couple games of wizards chess." Ron added with a grin.

"You'll have to tell me who wins," Hermione said a little disappointed, "I have detention again tonight with Professor Snape."

"I totally forgot! But we won't have to tell you who wins," Harry joked hoping to lift her spirits, " because I always win. I guess I'm just too good." He and Hermione laughed as Ron made a face at him.

They strolled into the Great Hall and seated themselves at the Gryffindor table. All through dinner they laughed and teased each other and Hermione forgot about her detention.

"I'm great at wizards chess," Ron said taking a huge bite of the chicken leg in this hand. "I'm jest not having a vury good wunning strake…" he mumbled through a mouthful of chicken.

"Hasn't your mother ever told you its rude to speak with your mouth full?" Hermione said with a laugh. "We didn't understand a single word you just said."

"I said that I'm not having a very good winning streak," he said.

"Ah huh…. I totally agree… I'm sure you'll win one of these days." Harry said with a grin.

"You just watch." He replied taking another huge bite from his chicken leg.

Hermione glanced at her watch and realised that she only had 10 minutes before she would have to go down to the dungeons to serve her detention with Professor Snape.

"I'm going to head down to the dungeons guys, I don't want to be late and give Professor Snape a reason to give me another detention." Hermione said with a sigh. She wrapped her robes around herself tightly due to the cooler weather and said goodbye to Harry and Ron.

"See you later tonight Hermione." Both boys patted her on the back and watched her leave the Great Hall.

She walked down the corridor and started to descend the stair to the dungeons. As soon as she took the first few steps she started to shiver. The air down there was crisp and chilly and Hermione pulled her robes tightly around her body once again. She came to the door of the potions classroom and slowly pushed it open.

"Welcome Miss Granger. Please take a seat." Snape was marking papers at his desk again; he looked up at her as she walked towards her usual seat. "I was very disappointed today when you did not bother to attend my class."

"I'm sorry Professor but I wasn't feeling well and I decided to stay in bed for a while until I felt better." She explained.

"Miss Granger that is no excuse to miss my class. Today we completed a very difficult and complicated potion, I'm afraid you will have to come in and make up the lesson tomorrow night."

"Of course Professor." Hermione nodded her head as she sat down.

"For tonight you can help me mark the rest of these paper." He stood up and carried a stack of parchment to her desk.

He sat down behind his desk and carried on with his work. Every so often he would glance up to check that the girl was still marking. He heard the rustle of robes and he lifted his head to look at her. Hermione had pulled her robes to cover her slender legs; she was shivering because the dungeons were so cold. Snape had to admit that in the winter the dungeons did get quite cold and he usually wore a few layers whenever he spent time there. His quarters had a fireplace and so he was never cold and although the classroom also had a fireplace he seldom used it.

"Are you cold Miss Granger?" he asked her.

She looked up startled and answered with a shaky voice. "Y... Yes sir."

Snape sighed. I don't want to be responsible for this girl getting a cold, especially at this time of year. This time of year meaning the Christmas season, was when Madame Pomfrey left Hogwarts for four weeks and all students who fell ill were to be tended to by the teachers. In his mind he couldn't decide whether to let the little brat freeze or give her his robes. In the end he decided that giving the girl his robes would ensure he wouldn't have a sick girl on his hands at Christmas break.

To her surprise he rose from his chair and slowly approached her. As he walked towards her he removed his robes and wrapped them around her shoulders. His white button down shirt outlined his muscular arms; Hermione supposed he had taken off his coat sometime before and just slipped his robes over his shirt. She had never seen him without his black button down long coat, but she certainly wasn't complaining. He did look attractive and she decided that she wasn't going to deny it.

"Better?" he said gently as he looked down into her face.

She nodded and watched as he once again seated himself at his desk and resumed his work. She wondered why he had given her his robes. It was an unusual thing for Snape to do. She guessed that he had felt bad that she was shivering in his cold, dank dungeons. The robes were warm from Snape's body and they smelt of him. Hermione tried not to get caught up in the scent, which was laced within the black fabric.

"You may leave Miss Granger," Snape said. He didn't look up but kept marking. "Please remember that tomorrow you must come to make up the potions lesson that you missed."

"Yes Professor, I wont forget." Hermione quickly made her way back up to the common room. As soon as she was at the portrait of the fat lady she felt a lot warmer. She gave password and entered.

"Hey there stranger!" Ron exclaimed. His face suddenly took on a weird look. "Whose robes you got on there Hermione? Have you been seeing a guy and using 'detention with Snape' as a cover?" He pursed his lips and made kissing sounds.

"Hermione is there something you haven't told us?" Harry teased. He grinned up at Hermione.

"No." She said and rolled her eyes with a little giggle. "I haven't been having clandestine meetings with boys. I have been having detentions with Professor Snape."

"Well then, explain the robes…" Ron said with a mischievous grin.

"It was freezing in the dungeons and Professor Snape gave me his robes so I wouldn't get too cold." Hermione explained.

Ron and Harry stared at her as if she had sprouted a second head. Ron turned to Harry and started to laugh.

"She's joking right?"

"Umm I don't know…" Harry turned to Hermione. "You're joking right?"

"Nope."

"You expect us to believe that Snape just gave you his robes because you were cold?" Ron asked.

"Yes."

They both burst into fits of laughter. Ron was on the verge of tears and Harry was gasping for breath. They were both spluttering and stuttering and desperately grasping the arms of their chairs to stop themselves from falling to the floor.

"Pull the other leg!" Harry whispered between breaths.

"I'm not joking." Hermione said crossly. "Sorry boys but I'm really tired so I think I will go straight to bed."

She took one last look at the boys and rolled her eyes. She mounted the stairs and made her way to her room. Once inside she dived on the bed and lay there with Snape's robes wrapped around her. She took a deep breath and inhaled his scent; it was a cool, crisp and clean scent. Soon her eyelids became heavy and she decided to get up and change into her pyjamas. She slipped on a long sleeve shirt and a pair of cotton pyjama pants and crawled under the thick covers of her bed. She pulled them up to her chin and closed her eyes.

Snape had been awfully nice to Hermione this afternoon in detention. He hadn't even made a single snide remark. Maybe, just maybe, he's warming up to me… she thought. She glanced toward the long black robes that hung from the chair in the corner. I had better return them to Professor Snape; he may need them she thought after all it is terribly cold down in the dungeons. Pushing the covers back she slipped her feet into a pair of red and gold slippers and pulled on her school robes. She wrapped them around herself to cover her pyjamas and grabbed Snape's robes.

Hermione crept down the stairs and through the common room. She snuck out into the dark corridor and headed down toward the dungeons. As she tiptoed in the darkness she suddenly slammed into something hard and warm. She heard a grunt as she fell to the cold stone floor. Drat! She thought why didn't I bring my wand so I could see in the dark? A strong hand grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to her feet.

"Miss Granger, what the hell are you doing out of bed at this time of night?" Snape's voice was a harsh whisper. He flicked his wand and suddenly a bright light flooded the hallway.

"I… I…" she struggled to find words.

"Yes? You what Miss Granger?" He continued in that same harsh whisper.

"I was just returning your robes Professor." She held out the robes to him.

"Miss Granger, you are breaking school rules by being out of bed past curfew."

"Yes Professor I understand that but I just thought you might need them…" she started to say.

"Detention tomorrow. Maybe next time you will think before intentionally breaking school rules." He took the robes and strode silently away.