Disclaimer: I am not J.K so I don't own Harry Potter or the characters, sorry.

P.S: Thoughts in Italics.

(Hermione's P.O.V)

It was a few months since Hermione had stated working on the project and although they have come a long way in the potion they still gad far to go. Agitated Hermione threw her note book to the floor causing Snape to turn his attention form his notes to her, eyebrow raised at her questionly.

"There's just got to be something were missing" she said as she got off her chair to pick up the book. "Want to take a brake?" Severus asked. "Defiantly" said Hermione. Severus Smirked and beckoned her to follow him. I wonder where were going She thought as she stood up and followed him out of the lab.

Severus moved over to the door behind the classroom and after saying something she couldn't quite hear the door opened and he stepped in followed by an awe struck Hermione. The room – which she assumed was his private quarters- had been charmed to make the room bigger, bookshelves full with books, aligned every wall and a fire place sat in the middle with a chair.

On the left of there was a hall way that lead to the kitchen; another door to the right lead to what she guessed was his personal room. Another room straight ahead of her led to the bathroom. The floors were a dark oak and the walls were painted a dark gray.

Hermione practilicly sprinted to one of the bookshelves and looked at all the titles before her. There were Potion books, Dark arts books, Charms book, and even muggle books on the shelf before her. She took a step back and craned her head to look at all the other books; the shelves seemed to go on forever and Hermione felt herself tearing up at the beauty of it all.

Snape cleared his throat. He was leaning against the wall by the fireplace; he had a weird expression as if he was trying not to smile. Hermione looked at him uncertainly when his composer fell and for the first time in her life Hermione heard the beautiful sound of Snape's laugh.

When he laughed he looked years younger and he even looked happy. The smile that replaced his usual scowl made him lose all his age and stress lines leaving his face perfectly smooth and young. When he finally gained his composer he beckoned for Hermione to come over to the fireplace; without a word or a flick of his wand a chair appeared, landing next to his " Sorry for laughing, I just didn't realize you would react like that to the books" he said as he sat in his black armchair. Hermione smiled "it's okay, it was good seeing you laugh, never thought you laughed before" she said as she sat in the other chair which was also black but smaller for her size.

"As I've said before Miss Granger, I do enjoy a good laugh" he smirked. "Where did you get all these books?" she asked curiosity burning in her eyes. "Most of them I have bought throughout the years, others I've inherited or was given. " Oh, well its really incredible, how many books are there?" she asked. "About 1,980 or so, Would you like some tea?" "Sure" she said. He got up and went into the kitchen to make the Tea.

Wow Snape's collection is amazing, I can't believe he is being so nice to me she thought. It wasn't that surprising as it should have been, over the past few months they grew close and often had nice conversations before she left the lab. Oh Merlin that laugh was just as beautiful as his voice she thought as she got up to scan the book shelves again.

"If you want, you can borrow one" Snape said as he set down the tea tray. "Really?" Hermione asked excitedly. "Sure, Might I make a suggestion?"

"Sure" Snape pointed his wand at the left wall, a book came down and into his hand; he handed it to her and sat back down in his chair. "The three Musketeers?" she said as she began examining the book "It's a muggle book, with Adventure and Romance, I think you'll enjoy it" "Thank you professor, for the book and actually being nice for a change" He frowned. " What do you mean?" he asked " Its just, well ever since I got here you just made fun of me for being smart, you call me an insufferable know it all or a silly girl, and even though I get things right when you ask questions I never get points awarded to my house"

Just then the bell rang "Oops sorry professor but I must be going thanks for everything, and maybe we can have tea tomorrow?" Snape nodded and Hermione walked out of the room to her next class.

(Snape's P.O.V)

Severus sat there shocked Am I really a monster he thought idly as he finished his tea. He couldn't figure out what got into him to try and befriend Hermione. Perhaps I'm lonely or maybe it's just because in theses past few months we've been frowning closer. Perhaps it would do me good to befriend Hermione; she is a brilliant witch who can actually have a conversation and she doesn't seem to mind the fact that I'm an ugly greasy git.

After a few moments Severus realized he had just thought of her as Hermione for the fist time, he smiled and said her name out loud "Hermione" he smiled again and began reading though his notes.