Harry and Ron quickly found Hermione sitting at one of the long tables in the library.
"What have you noticed?" Ron asked, sitting across from Hermione.
"It just hit me! I don't know how it hit me, it just did." Hermione swung the book she was looking at, around to face Ron and Harry.
"Demons?" Harry read allowed.
"Yes."
"I don't get it." Ron said, scrunching up his nose. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"The only ways to change personalities so quickly like that is to have a curse put on you or a demon to enter your body." Harry and Ron nodded. Hermione pulled the book back around to her side.
"Then I remembered hearing something, too, that related Snape having a relative that died in America, second cousin or something."
"Yes, people do die." Ron nodded his head and Hermione starred at him.
"He had to be by a cemetery, right? Demons linger around those spots, so one of them could have just accidentally entered into him and is refusing to come out!"
"The Exorcist." Harry mumbled.
"What?" Ron turned toward Harry, confused.
"Oh, nothing really…it's just a movie that Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia had rented one night. I didn't see all of it, though. Pretty weird." Hermione and Ron just starred at him and nodded. Hermione went back to reading the book, pointing out interesting facts every once in a while as Harry and Ron nodded, trying their hardest to keep awake.
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Hermione was alone in the library. It was late at night and Harry and Ron had given up a few hours ago to go play Wizards Chess. She usually loved being alone in the library, it was her sanctuary and usually felt really safe. Tonight on the other hand, she felt like something was wrong. She felt someone watching her, but every time she looked around, no one was there. She jumped out of her seat when she heard something fall down one of the rows of books. She grasped her wand and held it out in front of her.
"Who's there?" Her voice was a little shaky, but she tried not to let it show. No one answered.
"Hello?" She slowly walked down one row of books, looking behind her every so often. When she got to the end of the row, she walked backwards to where she was sitting, until she bumped into something. A hand was quickly placed over her mouth before she had the chance to scream.
"What are you doing out past hours…" He turned her around and Hermione was shocked to see Snape.
"Without some toilet paper?" Hermione got a confused look on her face.
"Toilet paper?" Snape grabbed Hermione's hand and ran with her out the doors of the library.
"SSssshhhhhh." Snape warned Hermione every time she started to giggle.
"What are we doing?" She asked, her voice bouncing from running so fast. They stopped when they got to the Whooping Willow, a few feet from bugging the tree. Snape turned to Hermione and handed her three rolls of toilet paper.
"Now will you tell me what we are doing?"
"Watch." Snape said as he unrolled one of his rolls and threw it over the tree. All of a sudden, the tree started thrashing wildly.
"Whoa!" Hermione screamed.
"Your turn!" Snape said, watching Hermione as she slowly unraveled her roll and hesitated before finally throwing the roll, making the tree thrash even harder. As soon as they finished off their rolls, they quickly ran to another part of the school Hermione never knew was there. Hermione looked at Snape, she had never seen this side of him, even when he came in the dinning room on the first day of this year. He lied down on the ground and looked up at the stars. Hermione stood over him.
"Can I ask you a question?" Snape looked at Hermione.
"Of course Ms. Granger."
"What happened on your trip?" Snape sat up and patted the ground next to her. She sat down and waited for him to talk.
"I fell down." He finally answered. Hermione thought for a minuet and shook her head, finally getting what he meant.
"Snape, be serious. Can you please tell me what happened when you--" He put a hand over her mouth and brought a finger up to his, shushing her. There were voices coming from the whooping willow and some were headed over their way.
"Follow me." Snape whispered. It sent shivers up her spine, she didn't expect him to lean into her ear and whisper like that. She got up and followed Snape back inside the castle and down to his dungeons.
"Did I ever tell you how pretty your eyes are?" Snape watched Hermione sit down in one of his chairs. She didn't answer right away, but blushed bright red.
"N-No." She wasn't sure on what to say.
"No? That's sad. Was I really that mean?" Hermione nodded. Looking at her watch, she gasped and stood up fast.
"I have to get back to my room, breakfast is in four hours." Snape stood up and walked her to the door. Hermione turned towards Snape before she left the room. He looked at her, she could have sworn she saw a shimmer, but she wouldn't say so. Something compelled her to do something she would have never thought she'd do before in her life. She stood on tip-toe, as Snape was a little bit taller than she, and kissed him, softly. She blushed, yet again and ran down the hall, ignoring Mrs. Norris that had been position outside Snape's doors.