Wanting Him

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Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter related, just the insane plots that I send the characters into.

Summary:Harry Potter wants Severus Snape, but doesn't think he could ever get him. Will one night locked in the Potion Master's personal lab make Harry think otherwise?

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A/N: Ohkay, when I uploaded the last chapter, I didn't expect everyone ganging up on me about Hermione being "good" then "bad." So, I'm going to leave a quick message to the following reviewers:

Cerberuskillz, auroradlj, and jadedragon63 (and any other reviewers asking about Hermione later on.)

MESSAGE:

Yes. I know Hermione was all "good and happy" about Harry and Sev. Then there was the big change of how she freaked out over Sev and Harry getting together. You are all wondering why the hell she would do that, eh? Auroradlj, I do not need to re-read my own story. I know my plot and what happens in ALL of the chapters, including chapter seven. Everything about Hermione WILL be explained in THIS chapter. So stop your complaining.

ANYWAY. Now that THAT lovely message has been passed on, I would like to continue on to the chapter. I'm sorry if it seems short, but this is just explaining to all the annoying reviewers who keep commenting on Hermione.

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Chapter Eight: The Betrayal

Harry couldn't believe it. He had thought Hermione had supported him in trying to win Severus' heart. Apparently, what he thought was wrong, yet again.

Wincing, the black-haired wizard rushed up to the painting that blocked the door to Sev's rooms. The grumpy looking man with a scraggle beard glared at him.

"Password...?" He moaned, straightening up and eyeing him.

Harry muttered a quick, "Amortentia," and waited patiently for the painting to swing open. Once it did, Harry whispered the next password to the heavy, black wood door. "Emerald."

With that, Harry was let into the cold quarters of Severus Snape. The elder wizard wasn't in his rooms, so Harry shivered and went into the bedroom. He crawled under the covers and curled up into a ball. Waiting for Severus to return, the green-eyed wizard allowed himself to fall asleep as rebel tears leaked from the corners of his eyes.

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Ron wipped around to face his now ex-girlfriend. "What the hell is the matter with you, Hermione?!" He snarled, glaring at her with heated eyes.

Hermione sniffed haughtly. "Nothing is the MATTER with me, Ronald. I am perfectly fine."

Ron growled. "No, you bloody well aren't! Why in Merilin's name did you say that to Harry?!"

"Because it's WRONG!" Hermione shrieked. "It's VILE. A teacher and a student, and two MALES to be exact. What Harry is, is a SIN against GOD!"

Ron couldn't help it. His eyes flashed red as he swung his fist. The hard knuckles collided swiftly with Hermione's nose.

"You bastard!" Hermione wailed, covering her bleeding and broken nose with her hands. "How dare you hit me!"

"How dare YOU say that about HARRY!" Ron shouted back. "I thought he was your FRIEND! I thought you supported Harry in EVERYTHING!!"

Hermione attempted sniffing again, but she only got blood stuck up her nose. "I was NEVER his friend, Ronald. Couldn't you tell ALL these YEARS that I have just been protending?"

Ron had never been so angry in his life. He was about to sock Hermione another one, but he resisted. "So..." He hissed. "You were only in it for the fame...?"

"Of course!" Hermione chuckled. "Who wouldn't want to be one of the best friends of Harry Potter?"

Ron was glaring harshly at her again. If looks could kill...

"And I never REALLY supported Harry in anything..." Hermione continued on. "I just ACTED, Ronald. I feigned it all. When Harry came to me for advise on Snape, I knew that the Potion's Master would NEVER take Harry in. It was all funny really, his 'secret' crush on Professor Snape. I spilled it to almost everyone!"

Ron couldn't stand it anymore. He stormed over to his ex-girlfriend and grabbed her by her hair roughly. He pulled her face closer to his, twisting his hand so the roots of her hair would yank painfully.

"Don't you ever go near my best mate again, or you will suffer worse than Voldemort did." Ron whispered threateningly in her face, before shoving her hard on the ground. With one last accid-glare, Ron left Hermione alone in the Room of Requirement.

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A/N: There. It was all explained. It was rather quick and to the point, buuut...I liked it none-the-less. R&R Please! I'd love to know how you feel about my story. :3