It was had been a couple weeks since the gang had arrived at Hogwarts. Harry, Ron, and Ginny had started the game. Harry and Luna were talking a lot more and hanging out which made Ginny EXTREAMLY jealous. She knew it was just a game, after all they were practically playing people, but she had developed feelings for Harry over the years.
Draco had already started taking a liking to her. After the final battle everybody became friends. So it wasn't very awkward for her just yet. She looked over at Harry who was sitting at a table; he looked up and glanced at her. Luna was talking about another mythical creature that he should watch out for. He smiled at her, and her heart melted.
Ron on the other had been dreading trying to make Pansy P. Fall for him. She was so rude to him. He thought to himself that he would rather have had Lupin. All Pansy could talk about was Draco Malfoy and how the Ginny girl should back off because that was her man. Ron had convinced her that there was nothing going on, after all Ginny was his sister and Draco wasn't her taste. Ron knew he was going to loose the game. He really didn't want to even try. So he just let Pansy talk and talk and talk about her Hero Draco.
Hermione, well she didn't know how to approach Snape. It was Friday night and she decided she would come up with a plan. She sat down in an over stuffed chair and began thinking on what she was going to do. She came up with a pretty lame idea, but maybe it would work. She looked at the clock and it was 11. She went to her closet. (She had her own bedroom because she was a prefect) She then pulled out her cute black shorts, and but on a matching lace spaghetti strap that showed her cleavage and her curves perfectly. She went and pulled out the Invisibility Cloak Harry had bought her for her birthday. After she got dressed she headed down to Snape's dungeons.
When she reached the huge black door, she pulled down the cloak so just her head was showing and knocked on the door. She tried to fake some tears, and it worked before Snape opened the door.
Snape looked up from his desk. "Who in the bloody hell would be up at this hour?" he thought. He got up and walked over to the door and opened it.
He was shocked to see Miss Granger there.
"Is she crying?" he thought to himself.
"Miss Granger, what are you doing up at this hour?" he asked angrily.
"I...uhh…I had a bad dream Sir, and I couldn't sleep so I thought I should start on my homework, but then I remembered I forgot my book here, so I was just wondering if I could get my book."
"I can assure you Miss Granger you didn't leave your book here." Snape growled.
Hermione cursed under her breath, remembering her potions book was on her bed. She recovered quickly though.
"Professor, I honestly have know idea where I put my book at and you know how important my grades are to me, could I please borrow a book?" she still had some fake tears rolling down her cheeks.
Snape rolled his eyes. "You can borrow a book Miss Granger, but since I am wide awake, you can work on your homework in here, since you can't get any sleep. I don't want you to go off with one of my books and loosing it just like you did with yours."
"Yes sir." Hermione sniffled. She walked by him trying not to grin.
Snape went over to the book shelf to retrieve her potions book. Hermione took of her cloak and revealed her sexy clothing.
Snape turned around and dropped the book when he saw what his student was wearing.
"She looks absolutely…" but Snape shook the thoughts away.
Hermione saw his reaction and said. "Sorry Professor for the inappropriate outfit, I didn't think I would be staying in here to complete the homework. I came down here in my Pajamas. I could put the Invisibility cloak back on, so you don't have to see my hideous body.
Snape was going to argue with her about that but didn't say anything. He walked up to her and sat the book down. Gave her some parchment and a quill. He walked over to his desk, trying to calm his breathing down.
"Granger, I will have to give you detention though tomorrow for being out past curfew." He said with a smirk on his face. He was expecting her to be livid but her response shocked him.
"I agree professor, I deserve nothing more." She then continued with her homework.
"What did you dream about to make you tear up like that Granger?" Snape asked curiously abut 20 minutes later.
"Oh My dog died." Hermione spat out.
"How dumb did that sound?" she thought to herself.
Snape just rolled his eyes. "Teenage Hormones." He thought. "One minute they are laughing, one minute they are crying about a dumb dog dream they had.
Snape just finished the last paper when he looked up. Hermione…Miss Granger hadn't made a sound. What he saw soften his eyes.
Hermione had the cloak just around her ankles so she looked like she had no feet. Her arms were crossed and she had her head lying on top of them. The candle light that flickered throughout Snape's dungeon, made all the features on her face stand out.
"She is Beautiful." Snape thought.
He walked over to her and got down on his knees. He gently shook her. She stirred a little but didn't wake up.
"Granger!" he said softly but harshly.
She shot out of her chair falling backwards. Snape got up just in time to catch her, and they both hit the ground with a thud.
Hermione was on his chest. She looked at Snape.
"Professor, I…I should get the hell off you." She got up quickly, scared that he would start yelling at her.
"Professor I am so sorry, thank you for breaking the fall for me though, are you ok?"
Snape sat up and sort of chuckled.
Hermione's eyes went wide at that. She had never heard the man laugh in her whole six years at Hogwarts.
"Yeah I am fine Granger, next time don't get so frightened."
"Ok…I should get going." She stumbled over the chair but caught her balance.
"Hermio…Miss Granger I was waking you up to ask you if you wanted just to stay here on the coach tonight. I could have the House Elf's bring you some clothes for tomorrow morning. It is awful late." He said kindly to her.
"What the hell am I asking?" Snape thought
"What the heck is wrong with him…?" She thought to herself. "Has he been near to much potion fumes? She asked herself. "He is actually being nice."
"That sounds lovely Professor, I am so tired."
She followed him into his private courters living room.
"Alright I'll get you some blankets and pillows." He disappeared for a bit but then returned.
"Thank you so much Professor, this is awfully nice of you." She told him.
"Don't get used to it Granger." He said sarcastically.
"Goodnight"
"Night Professor."
Snape went to his own rooms and got ready for bed. When his head hit the pillow he just stared up at the ceiling.
"What the hell am I doing? That was the last thought that went through his mind before he was out like a light.