Apparently some people did not pick up on the hints (they where subtle but I thought they would be less obnoxious that way) that this is an Alternate Universe Fic, it disregards some parts of books 6 and 7. I only wanted to see if I could write this ship and if you look REALLY closely you'll notice it isn't Ron and Hermione that I'm talking about. Hermione has the whole emotional break down thing the beginning of 6th year and the rest of this story is pretty much when she is 17/18 years old. She was upset at the beginning of the story because she felt like no one got her and everyone was teasing/making fun of her(aka references to bookworm and nerd). I hope that cleared up some confusion. Reviewing is as always appreciated and worshipped. ;)

Enjoy!

Chapter 8

I am nervous, oh God am I. Does he remember what he said? If he does I can guarantee when he is done with me I won't even know my name. It wasn't like I wanted to hear him say that it was an accident! Although it is very interesting and it explains a whole lot…

I still didn't want to know! Well now I want to know more, but that's not the point, if I had never heard him I would be perfectly happy and not tortured by my incessant curiosity! It really is his entire fault!

Oh yeah his entire fault for having a fever and being tortured by Voldemort and his idiotic barbaric minions what an awful guy. Then there is the whole thing with him hating my guts!( not that I don't deserve it)But do you really know why I'm so nervous? Oh no, you don't! I was so distracted by Snape's secret that I let myself get finagled into doing an apprenticeship… with Snape!

That man has some serious talent. So I now have to meet my teacher/boss in 20 minutes, brilliant absolutely brilliant! What am I supposed to bring? What am I supposed to wear?!! Am I supposed to be a bit early, or a bit late, or perfectly on time? AAAAHHH!!

Twenty minutes and 45 seconds later Hermione had managed to put her hair in a pony tail throw on a light black robe, floo into Hogwarts and sprint down to the potions classroom. Now the eternal question of how to enter… (See chapter3)

15 seconds later the potions' door swung open with its formidable master in its doorway. Hermione tried not to start hyperventilating at the sight of his tall, imposing form in the doorway, it also did not help that the light behind him and the gloominess of the corridor caused him to seem even taller. It also caused the inability to see his facial expressions which made Hermione very nervous.

She entered and stood in between his desk and the rows of tables behind her unsure where to go. He made a gesture to sit in the chair in front of his desk while he preferred to stand in front of her chair, leaning slightly on his desk with his arms crossed. His appearance was different from what it usually was. He wore a dark blue vest with a white button down shirt underneath. He had on black slacks and both of his sleeves were rolled up (showing many a grisly scar) his collar was also unbuttoned (again more scars could be seen) the over all affect was that he looked like a human being not the undead professor she came to expect. She wondered if this was the result of seeing most of his scars or the influence of Dumbledore either or she wondered how long it would last.

"Miss Granger I would like to thank you for accepting this position. Dumbledore told me you expected this to be difficult because of our, how should I put it, relationship. I assure this will not be the case-"

Oh god what did he tell him!!!

"You are the most talented pupil I've ever had in the art-"

Whoa did he just say what I think he-

"-and I hope I will be able to impart some knowledge that you have not already obtained-."

Was that a back handed slap?

"As is the custom, after I teach you most of the basics we will start a project in an area of potions in order to attempt to leave our mark on history. My potions master and I started most of my notes on the Wolf bane potion although I perfected it long after my apprenticeship had ended-"

He created the wolfsbane potion?!!!

"Dumbledore also wishes me to teach you some defensive spells to aid you in the final battle and history that may be of use. Oh yes and Occlumancy. I must warn you Miss Granger I will take no nonsense or irresponsibility"

"I am aware of that professor"

He took a slight intake in breath as if to say something but stopped. He had a curious expression on his face for the longest time and then dismissed her.