I love this chapter, there are two references to character names belonging to movies Alan Rickman a.k.a Snape has played in. One reference is a not a character Rickman played, and the other is one that he did. Let's see if you guys can get them…lol. I hope you guys like it, but just to warn you, this chapter is a bit boring, but it gets better.
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The next day Hermione woke early, packing her enchanted bag with everything Snape might need to disappear after she warned him. Setting the time turner on her table next to her armchair, she got dressed for the day. She ran her hands down her hair to make sure it was tame, she did not want a repeat of yesterday. She did not need to give anyone else a reason to question her teaching ability or anything of the like. Walking out of her chambers, Hermione made her way to the Great Hall.
As she entered the Great Hall, one of her students greeted her, "Good morning Professor Granger. I just wanted to let you know I finished my potions essay early and just wanted to see if you had anything else I could work on?"
As Hermione watched Arthur Dent, whom everyone called Artie, babble on excitedly about the work she had assigned. He was one of first years, and reminded her a lot of herself when she first entered Hogwarts. Smiling, Hermione told him, "That's great Artie, I'll be assigning more work in class tomorrow. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm famished."
"Oh, alright Professor Granger," Artie said dejectedly, returning to his seat.
Chuckling inwardly at his disappointment, Hermione walked up to the staff table and sat down. As she was eating, Hermione looked out at all the students, and pondered about what Snape had been thinking when he sat up in this very spot. Finishing up, Hermione rushed to the Potions classroom to prepare things before the first class started. She had second, third and fifth year classes. As the second years started to file in and Hermione realized her mind was still not focused on the lesson she was about to teach. Deliberately pushing all thoughts but the class she was about to teach, Hermione realized it was going to be a very long day.
By the time the fifth year's class started, Hermione's nerves were frazzled. She couldn't make up her mind if she was doing a good thing but saving Snape or if she should leave things as they were. Hermione was so deep her in thoughts that she didn't realize class had started until, Alexander Dane, one of the fifth year Gryffindors, cleared his throat, startling Hermione out of her reverie.
"Ah, sorry, where were we last week?"
One of her students raised their hand and replied, "We finished our essay on Blood-Replenishing Potion and we are supposed to finish brewing it."
"Yes, you're correct Mr. Deverill," Hermione retorted, and using her wand, flipped her potion book open to the correct potion, "Turn in your books to page 290 and you and your partner may begin brewing. I will walk around and check on you in a bit."
"Yes, Professor Granger," the class returned, some less enthusiastic than others.
A half-hour later, after Hermione had already finished the rest of steps of her potion which she had started the day before, she walked around commenting on the development of the students.
"Not enough Dragon's Blood," Hermione said to a pair of Slytherin girls who were watching a boy in front of them. Their potion was a bright red color.
Hermione continued walking, stopping in front of a caldron that was smoking and had a disgusting odor coming from it. Using her wand to clear it out, she told the two boys, "Everything about that potion was wrong, you guys will stay after next class and show me how to properly brew it. Am I understood?"
The boys looked slightly panicked at the thought, and gamely nodded. Moving on, Hermione came to a caldron that was the perfect color and consistency. Not surprised to find Olivia Peakes, one of her best students, standing next to the caldron, Hermione said to the whole class, "This is how this potion should look like, students. You would be wise to be more diligent to your studies as Ms. Peakes is. Please bottle up a sample of your potions for grading and you may be excused."
Hermione watched as the class left and the two boys that had completely messed up their potions caught up with Olivia and started to talk to her. Olivia blushed, but nodded, a smile on her face. Hermione grinned, since it reminded her a bit of when Ron, Harry and she had been students. She missed those days, not that she would give up teaching to go back to being a student, but still, they had had some good times. Sighing, Hermione started grading the potions. After she finished, she went to bottle up the potion she had made. Filling all the vials, she stoppered them and picked them up, putting them away in the closet. As she walked back to her desk, her foot kicked something. Bending to pick it up, Hermione realized she must have dropped one of the vials. She shoved it in her pocket, she'd put it away later. She made her way to her room and began to prepare a bag that she would need for her excursion to the past. She wouldn't need much for herself, after all the plan was to go back before Snape was killed and warn him. The bag she was packing would be filled with things he would need to escape and create a new life. That is if she could convince him to leave. She finished putting the last items in the bag and yawned as she made her way to an armchair in front of the fireplace. The heat of the fire and comfort of the large armchair lulled her to sleep.
Several hours later, Hermione slowly woke up. As she became more aware, she realized it was almost time to use the time turner. Looking over to the table next to her, she panicked as she realized the time turner was no longer on the table. She dropped to her knees, peering under the chair and the table, but it was nowhere to be found. Pulling out her wand, she muttered, "Accio!"
Just then she heard a small thump on the door to her bedroom, opening the door, she found the time turner lying on the floor. Picking it up, relief flooded through her. After she made her way down to the Shrieking Shack, she put it around her neck, shoved her wand in her pocket and turned the time turner to the correct time, if her math was right.
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