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Moving In
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With some well deserved free time on her hands Hermione pulled up the chat tab on her cell phone inside of Hogwarts, wich works thanks to an enchantment from Ashley.
"Dear Mum and Dad,
My first day as a TA is without a doubt the worse day of my life! I mean it was A-W-F-U-L and if another student askes me a stupid question I might go against the morals you raised me by and hex them to Kingdom come!"
"Well what happened sweetheart?" Hermione's parents chatted back.
"What didn't happen is more like it but if you really must know ...
[Start Flashback]
Snape, as promised, was most professional in the classroom. Never once did his mind stray towards wayward thoughts. Not once did he entertain the idea of her on her knees before him. Not once did he cudle her with sweet nothings. It was class time and he had to be most alert. The last teacher here who temprarily replaced him, Madamn Croix, was from what he heard a sweet lady. Kind, never yealding in her favors for others. However, she never pushed the students, never made them do homework, never punished them when they didn't do the little she asked of him. He knew that they had some work on their hands. Not to mention the Potterspawn was here with them.
"I have all the ingredients layed out and placed sir. Is there anything else you need me to do?" Hermione asked.
"Not as of yet. Children, you must understand Hermione, need to be dealt with in a certain way. It is the belief of most adults that children need to be cuddled and fussed over when in truth that does nothing but increase their dependence upon them. The children will never learn to grow in any aspect of their life if they are not properly taken care of. To me my students resemble a garden."
"A garden?"
"Do you believe that the grounds look the way they do naturally."
"Of course not sir."
He nodded, "As I was saying the students are my garden. In the garden there are flowers and weeds. Weeds are bad influences, bad behaviors, and I see it as my duty to rip those weeds from the fertile soil of my classroom. I water my flowers with knowledge Hermione, but if there are too many weeds the weeds will drain the water form the flower suffocating them. That is why you may see things that may leave you to believe that my teaching methods are a tad harsh. Cruel even."
"I understand sir." she really didn't think her Severus was capable of cruelty.
"Also it is best you know that the last Professor they had here showered them with confections and pity. I have neither of those within these walls and I expect you to follow suit. If you spoil them they will take advantage of you. Do not let this happen."
"It won't sir."
"It better not. Now stand up front the students should be here any minute now."
Harry and Ron had been friends since first year. Both of them best buds for better or worse. Ron, although he loved quidditch was never so good that he fooled himself into believing he could make a professional team. Instead he wanted to coach pewee teams. It was a new concept that the wizarding world was adapting from the muggle world. The pay wouldn't be that high, but it would be worth it to make the children happy. He even thought about helping Ginny to open the restaurant she always wanted.
Harry on the otherhand had bigger goals. He wanted to be better than his father in the Professional Quidditch world. He wanted to have his name known across seas. He had fame and fortune in mind. No matter what his mum said about books he found the cheers from the quidditch pitch far more inticing.
"Hey!" Ginny caught up with them. Since she was rather smart she was alowed to take a few advanced classes even though she was a sixth year.
"Hey Ginny." Harry blushed. He had been dating Ginny since third year. He always supported her dreams as she his. His father on the otherhand told him to rear in Ginny's asperations. She should want only what he wants. Harry didn't quite get that. Why should he take away her dreams for his own?
"Hello." Ron smiled at her.
"You guys heard the news right?" receiving blank stares she continued, "Madamn Croix won't be teaching us this year. Instead we have the old Potion's Master Professor Snape."
Ron sniffed,"But I liked Madamn Croix. She's such a kind woman."
"Yeah," Harry agreed, "She was never mean to any of us. I heard from my father though that Snape may appear touch but he's a softy on the inside. A real pushover in fact."
"Really?" Ginny looked at him, "From my sources, Bill and Charlie, they said that Snape is not a person at all. They say that he's a being of darkness. That many decades ago Hell and a Dementor found a dying vengeful man in the Forbiden Forest. Both Hell and the dementor knew that they had no true power over man so they breathed life into him. They imprinted upon him one purpose and that was to make the students in Potions class lives miserable so much so that, Bill said, a student had commited suicide."
"No way that's a load of hogwash Gin." Harry said.
"Yeah," Ron agreed, "They're just pulling your leg."
"Really? Ever heard of Moaning Myrtle?"
Both boys looked at each other briefly before following Ginny into class taking the unoccupied chairs in the front row.
Exactly at 8:30 he slammed the doors close without even using his wand. A few students banged on the back of the door.
"Tardiness is inexcusable," he said looking each and everyone of them in the eye from behind his desk, "I would like to welcome those worthy few of you to my seven year potions class. I know most of you infact are just here. I suppose that at your age you all are fully capable of hearing so listen up. There are a few matters I wish to make perfectly clear.
I am not your friend. I am your mentor. I am a man who is forced to sit here and teach you something that most of you won't be able to understand. I will not baby you nor will I hold your hands throughout the year. Potions can at times be dangerous even fatal if the proper precautions are not taking. That is why it is in your best interest to do what I say when I say it and read your books carefully before actually performing said potion. Secondly, if you make a mess you clean it. That is a lesson that will benifit you all someday. I am sure. Thirdly I do not tolerate disobedience well. Loss of points and one night of detention should be considered a gift from me. Questions?"
Ginny raised her hands, "Are there any exact things that will lead to detentions and loss of points?"
He nodded, "There are many things. But I shall list a few. Not following my orders, blowing up a potion, talking during class without raising your hand to get my permission first, eating in class, not being properly dressed yes ladies your skirts should be to your knees, starting fights, causing mishap, pilfering from my personal stores, back talking, leaving before I say you can, arriving to my class late without a slip, when asking permission to the bathroom only to go elsewhere, not turning in your homework and while we're on that subject I do not take late work. It will go in as a zero for future referance. Changing grades. Harassing my Teacher Aide amongst other things. Do you all understand?"
The class nodded, "Good. This is my Teacher Aide Hermione Granger. You are to adress her as Ms. Granger. Although you also have to take orderes from her every now and then my word is the one that is to be listened to above all else. Now open your text to page 384 to get started. More precise instructions are on the board. If you need assistance first reread what you have read. If that doesn't help scan over a past chapter. If that doesn't help ask Ms. Granger and if she doesn't know then she will come to me. Begin."
Ginny, Harry, and Ron pulled out there text. Although Harry glanced down at the page he really was more interested in the new teacher. He didn't need to concern himself with grades whilst he was the school's quidditch star.
He noticed the man was rather pale. Too pale. The moon is probably jealous of him. His hair being a direct contrast to his skin as night is to day. Bill and Charlie may not have been too far off the truth. He did look scary and that was putting it nicely.
"Is there something you want Potter?"
"No sir."
"Then I suggest removing your eyes from my person then." Harry looked down as a few snickers filled the room. Ginny gave his hand a quick reassuring squeeze before she went back to work. Ginny wans't the best at potions, but she wanted to use them in her cooking to enhance her food. That is why she tried so hard. Madamn Croix barely taught them the sky was blue so she had secretly been seeing old Slughorn. He taught the NEWT class. He was more than happy to help after she showed off a few of her counter curses to him.
Hermione couldn't believe how silent the room was. It made her a little anxious when a crash was heard .A tall boy who looked more man than boy bent over to pick up his flask.
"Ten points for disrupting my class Longbottom."he said without looking up. Hermione didn't think that he had to be so mean about it so she helped the boy pick his pieces up. After she helped him she noticed that most students seemed loss.
"Umm," Hermione raised her voice, "Is there a problem?"
"Yes," Susan raised her hand, "How do we set our cauldrens on fire?"
Snape's quill broke in his hand. The girl had to be jocking right?
"And," a Gryfindor raised his hand, "When it says cut the beve on the biased?"
A Ravenclaw was holding the blade side in her hands using the handle to cut her beve, "The blade's not cuting good."
"I don't know which ingredient is which." came a reply from the Slytherin side of the room.
Snape felt himself crack on the inside. He was a breath away from doing something dastardly to his students. Looking around he noticed Ginny was the only student who actually knew what she was doing. Ron seemed to kinda get it, but needed help from his sister. Harry was the only one who didn't even bother to try. The only thing that layed on his desk was his book.
"Are you telling me that none of you ignorant twirps knows anything!" Snape bellowed causing uncomfortable silence to refill the room. Hermione had never seen him so upset before. His dark eyes seemed to glow in the dark like a wild animal.
No one dared to respond.
"Fine," he snapped using his wand to clear his desk. A swish and flick later what they needed was placed oon his desk for demonstartion, "Now this is called a cauldren, this is a flask, this is a knife you grip it with the handle and use the sharp side to cut," he showed them how to cut on the biased, "These are called ingredients. This opaque moist square one is from the inside of a beve tree. It is used to, in foods sweaten, in potions the term sweeting them refers not to flavor, but intake. You see some potions has a rather strong kick back when you drink them. This particular potion is used to calm boils. Without the beve root the person who drank this potion would feel as if they were being burned at the stake. And yes being burned at the stake would be severly painful."
He said an incantation while using his wand, "This is how you set fire to your cauldren. Most potions are water based. Since water in neutral. This potion calls for three ladel fools. The elongated spoon that looks like it has a cup on its bottom is called a ladel. You are to dip your ladel in the water provided in the room three times to get the right amount.
You all also have these handy set of measuring spoons for the smaller itens. You all need three tablespoons of tea tree oil, one teaspoon of salt. Then cut the tumeric root like so. Place three pieces inside stir till bright orange. Our text says seven steers couterclockwise and yes the way you stir is just as important as the ingredients contained within.
When that is finished quickly smash three castor beans. These brown ones like so. Then add them in. Stir this time clockwise five times then let sit till the potion turns somewhat stiff and dull orange. When you are done bottle it like so. Then place it on my desk. Understand," he didn't wait for an answer,"Now get started."
Ginny who didn't need help was nearly finished. The contents of her cauldren was already turning a dimmer brown. Ron had a bumpy beginning, but with her help he was getting there. Throughout the whole class Harry was the only one who did nothing which didn't go unoticed by Severus.
Hermione sighed. Virtually every student needed her attention. She had to remind herself that this was part of the deal. She wanted to become a master and she wanted him to teach her. She owed him. With a sigh she went to the twelth student in a row.
Two minutes before the clocktower struck he spoke again, "Mr. Potter are you death?"
"No sir."
"Do you have difficulty seeing?"
"No sir."
"Are you inable to move your arms and legs?"
"No sir."
"Then why are you not doing your work. Believe me when I say I do not expect perfection."
Harry glared at him, "I'm not stupid sir."
"Of course you aren't," you could bottle the sarcasm in his voice, "Fifty points from Gryfindor."
"What did I do!"Harry snapped.
"Were you not listening? Would perhaps one of you like to tell Potter why I am taking points away from him?"
A Slytherin eagerly raised his hand, " Potter, Professor Snape said at the beggining of class a loss of points will reslut from anyone not following his direct orders. He told us to get to work and there you sit doing absolutely nothing."
"Stuff it Blaze." Harry whirled on him.
"Another fifty points from Gryfindor. There will be no homework tonight. Instead the hour before dinner I want you all to come here for a refresher course that Ms. Granger will be teaching. You may leave after the bell rings."
Ron had finally finished his work when he heard the voice of an angel in his ear, "Well done Mr. Weasley." He turned to see Ms. Granger. At first he really didn't see her with Snape's ominous expression and all, but now that he got the chance he could barely take his eyes off of her.
"Need help bottling it?" she asked.
"Y... yes." he stuttered. He watched her dip the ladel in then pour it smoothly into a vial.
"There you go."
"Thanks your beautiful you know." Ron said before he could stop himself. That was the second quill Snape broke today.
Hermione thanked him for his kindness before she went over to Ginny, "Looks like you're doing good. But I have a tip for you. Try getting everything ready beforehand."
"No."
"No?"
"Look Ms. Granger I know that you just want to help, but this way works for me. I like to read first duh, but then I like to kinda just go like a checklist. That way I want miss anything or accidenatlly look over everything. But thanks anyway."
Hermione tried not to glare at her as she made her way over to Harry, "You should try Mr. Potter. It can't hurt."
"I don't have to try," he shook his hair elegantly, "When you're as talented as me you don't have to concentrate on things such as schoolwork."
Hermione sighed. He was a character alright, "Mr. Potter," she tried again, "You should do your work and before you complain here me out. What if something horrible happens? What if you get hurt and cant fly any more? Then what? You don't want to be stuck waiting on the platform without a train do you? And you never know you might actually be gifted in more areas than just one. So what do you say want to give it a try?" she said sweetly. Batting her eyelashes a little.
"No!"
"Please Potter speak louder we can't here you." Snape glared at him.
"Oh come off it already. This is my last year at Hogwarts," he said loudly, "I already have forty teams willing to hire me the moment I graduate. I'll be starting by next fall. I'll make millions. And where does this classwork help with that? Look Professor and Ms. Granger we both know how this is gonna go. I'm going to have bad grades sure, you're going to complain to Dumbledore, then my father will come by and smooth everything out like he always does and then all this argument will be for not."
Snape smirked evily before seemingly dissapearing and reapearing infront of his desk. Hermione, startled, fell on her bum.
"Now you listen here Potter. You think that your father has more sway over Dumbledore than I do?"
"Yeah."
"Then that's where you are wrong. We all know that Dumbledore is partial to men and as much as I loothe it Dumbledore is more likely to bend over for me than your father any day. And with me back Slytherin won't be so easy to beat I assure you that I am going to teach you a lesson Potter that you will never forget. You honestly believe that everyone here loves you? Wait till your down and out then you will see who your real friends are. It is my belief that the only real friends you have are sitting next to you.
And Potter I would suggest you not raising your voice with me. Outside you may be Quidditch Champion, but in here I am master. Watch yourself Potter I do not make threats only promises." with that he backed away with a searing glance to his desk as the bell rung. It took a moment for the students to leave.
"Can you believe the nerve of that git!" Harry complained.
Ron seemed in a daze. Ginny shook her head at him as Neville spoke, "Yeah he's a git."
Seamus and Dean chimed in, "Yeah a real git."
"I'm starting to believe your story Ginny." Harry sighed.
Ginny rolled her eyes, "He has a point you know Harry. A little homework here and there can't hurt anything can it?"
Back inside Hermione was fumming, "How could you just threaten the boy Severus! Look I know that you don't like his parents ... I meant James,but that doesn't mean anything."
"Would you like to know a secret Hermione?"
"Sure why not!" she snapped with hands on her hips.
"James was not always so bad. When Lily and I first met him we were nine. His parents looked more like great grandparents. They didn't have long for this world when they birthed James so they spoiled him rotten given him everything he ever wanted and some. For a time the spoiling didn't reach his heart.
James and I used to be friends. No one knows that but the three now four of us. Then he came to Hogwarts. It was the worst thing that could had happened to him. Because he was rich and beautiful kids flocked to him. All wanting to be lead by him. He quickly took the praise to his head. He honestly believed himself better than anyone.
He always had a natural apptitude for Quidditch. But to him Quidditch wasn't just a game. It wasn't just his life. It was about winning. And winners keep the love of their people. He honestly thought himself king. He didn't give a damn really about anyone ever. It was always about himself. So he started this secret club called the Mauraders.
He used the Mauraders to do his dirty work. They squashed the competition. At the time there was a really good keeper who played for the Ravenclaw team, went by the name of Florean Grey. Ever heard of him? No, well he was magnificent until he had an encounter with the Maraders in a dark hall. They took his wand from him. Beat him. I watched from the shadows as they took turns.
They all laughed at his pain again and again. It was the laughing that lead me to help him. I always hated the laughing. The insignifigent feeling you felt when it was directed toward you ... I hated that. I was about to step out when I saw James round the corner.
Looks like you did a good job. He says. Give him another black eye. He says. Toss him in the Forbidden Forest he says. My last recruit will get him tonight he says. His last recruit is Professor Lupin. A werewolf and so happenly that night was a full moon.
That's where I step out. I told them no. James laughed at me. Then we dueled. I had never been so badly beaten in my life, but I came back. Somehow I had managed to severely cut Peter. I didn't know how, but it was enough. Then I checked on Florean.
He, the strong boy two years older than I cried on my shoulder. Thanking me. Today Florean coaches the Irish National Quiditch team. Told me if I ever need help just to owl him."
"So what does this have to do with Harry?"
"Harry is James son, but he is also Lily's. I know that he is not his father. Therefore he is capable of redemption if set upon the right path."
"And you think devastating the boy will help!"
"Ms. Granger it is on the bank of ruin that one truly knows theirself. Harry should be lucky that I even care. I'm not doing this for him. I'm doing it for Lily. She may had betrayed me, but that doesn't change the fact that we grew up together. The Lily I knew would have never stood for her son filling his head with such thoughts. It is hard to believe that the son of the witch with the second highest NEWTS of our year birthed that."
"You still care for her don't you ..." Hermione could feel her eyes burn.
"Ms. Granger we have students coming in a few moments. Go to the lavatries and freshen up." With that he returned to his work. Upset she stomped away to the bathroom chanting in her head I will not cry, I will not cry.
By the end of the day she couldn't even believe that she thought he was actually a good person in the first place. He had thrown things at his students, snapped at them, made almost all the first year students cry, given out forty detentions, and expected her to just be ok with that.
"You look upset Hermione." he said.
"Do I?" she glared at him.
"I told you that I am not kind in class Hermione."
"You told me that you were a bit of a git too and that was a blatant lie!"
"As I've said we all wear mask. You thought you knew all about me. You were wrong."
"I sure as heck was!" she yelled at him before going back to her quarters happy to smell some food in the oven.
"Welcome back." Ashley smiled at her, "Had a nice day?"
Hermione glared at her too, "What do you think! He's so mean! He's a complete arse! I couldn't even believe that I cared about him!"
"Slow down Hermione. You said he said he wasn't nice to the kids."
"But you should had seen the things he did!"
"We're the studenst perfect angels?"
"Well no ..."
"So they brought it on theirselves?"
"Not like that atleast! They're people."
"That's the point," Ashley interupted, "They're people. There are certain ways to control people. Religion, fear, reverance, money, power, and just killing the little bastards. I like the last idea best." she teased. Hermione slumped into a couch.
"You see Hermione religion is obviously not Draculas thing and he doesn't look like somebody who gives off respect. And if he's a teacher he aint got no money. Keep that in mind. So what's left. Fear."
"Fear is a little much."
"So you think you can do better huh? He's only been teaching for years. I say do what works."
"I liked you better when you were on myside."
"I'm sure you do."
"Fine," she snapped, "After I eat I have a review class to get to."
"Suit yourself."
While she ate she mentally planned how to go about teaching the class. She figured she would start with the basics. What and how to use the tools in class. Then going over the properties of ingredients that are used on the regular basis. After that she would let the class ask her questions and answer them. Easy.
Or so she thought
REVIEW CLASS
"Where is everyone?" she asked looking at only half the students who were present in class.
"They're sick?" A Slytherin offered. The possibility of fifteen kids being sick who were perfectly healthy this morning was unlikely.
"Really?" she said doubtfuly noticing a note on Snape's desk.
Dear Hermione,
This review session has the same rules as my class. As such any late students shall not be permitted. Any tom foolery exhibited deals with loss of points and or detention. Do not take it easy on them or they will walk all over you as they once did to me many years ago.
She scrunched up her nose before balling up the note and tossing it in the trash bin, "Ok well let's begin."
"Are we still going to have snacks every Friday?" A Hufflepuff interupted.
"Snacks?"
"Madamn Croix always made us snacks. Her snikerdoodles imparticular were rather delicious."
"I have a feeling that your Professor would not take too kindly to food in his class."
"So is that a no?"
"Yes that's a no. Now what I was about to say was ..."
"Do we still have Thursday clases on the lawn?" A Ravenclaw asked.
"No."
"Are you sure," he chided, " I've read in quite a few text that sunrays helps the body to attain extra energy to help focus. Especially in the mornings."
"No."
"Are you married?" Ron asked dreamily.
"No, but I don't see how that question pertains to ..."
"Why isn't Snape doing the review?" Harry asked.
"Professor Snape. And he asked me to do it. I am his teacher aide remember?"
"Are we going to mix colors again," a Hufflepuff asked, " haven't quite figured which two colors mixed together makes green?"
"Blue and Yellow Mr. Digory."
He snapped his fingers, "I was so close too!"
"Now if you will let me finish ..."
"Are we going to have a year without homework again?"
"Is Snape a vampire?"
"He was kidding about the Homework thing right?"
"So what two colors make orange?"
"Are you going to tell us stories on Fridays? The Beetle and the Barb is my favorite!"
"Do you want to be married?"
"THAT'S IT! BE QUIET OR SO HELP ME WHEN I AM DONE WITH ALL OF YOU YOU'LL WISH MADAMN POMFRY CAN PUT YOU BACK TOGETHER AGAIN!"
That did the trick the room became instantly silent. She took a deep breath to calm herself, "Now as I was saying this is a review. The first thing we're going to do today is to go over supplies."
Peace reighned for five minutes before a girl with long brown hair with a skirt ten inches to short and a suffocating shirt that had no bra underneath came in, "Sorry I'm late toots. Had a few afternoon appointments if you know what I mean."
"Don't worry we do." Cedric rolled his eyes.
"Good! You should know your girl Cho was one of them." She smirked taking a seat. Hermione knew what she should do. That Snape, if he were here, would tell her to kick Ms. Brown out and give over half the students present detentions. But she was not like that! She was sure with a little love these kids would be putty in her hands.
"Ms. Granger?" Ginny asked.
"Yes?"
"I would like to know if our work will be returned to us when it is done with a detailed description of whats right and wrong?"
"I don't know, but I'll ask your professor and owl you the answer before bedtime tonight."
"Honestly Ms. Granger do you know anything? The only thing your aiding that man with is making the classroom a nanometer less horifying."
She bit back her rude reply, "This is my first time as a teacher aide. I'm sorry if I don't meet your expectations Mr. Potter."
He rolled his eyes, "So are we done now?"
"We haven't even been here that long."
"Yeah whatever I'm leaving coming Ron? Ron?"
His eyes were firmly glued on Hermione, "Go Harry I want to stay and study some more."
"Fine." The moment Harry left nearly every person fled the room save for the few Slytherins present and the Weasleys.
"Wait! Come back! I haven't even finished yet! Get back here or or or ..."
"Or what? You're gonna smack our wrist?" she heard Harry call from the hallway followed by laughter.
Hermione wanted to cry. She was good at everything she did. How could she be so bad at this. It was just teaching! It shouldn't be so hard! She tried to treat them all as equals ,but no! Those little bastards just had to have their way.
"Are you still going to teach the rest of us?" Ginny asked.
She blinked her frustrated tears away before turning to Ginny, "Of course."
An hour later the last three left save for one Slytherin who took far too much time packing his belongings.
"Ms. Granger?" he called.
"Yes Mr."
"Blaze ... call me Blaze."
She nodded, "Blaze."
"Do you know what your problem is Ms. Granger?"
"My problem?"
"You're to easy. And no not in the Lavender Brown way. I mean that you're a pushover."
"Am not!"
"Are too and Professor Snape will know it after the review I give him."
"Review?"
"Yeah he had asked me to report to him about this study session. He wanted to see if you could handle teaching us. Obviously not." with that he picked up his satchel and left.
...
"YOU HAD SOMEONE SPY ON ME! WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST TRUST ME TO TELL THE TRUTH!"
Snape was walking through the halls when he was ambushed by Hermione, "I have already told you trust must be earned Hermione."
"That doesn't matter!"
"There is no need to shout I am perfectly capable of hearing you."
Her face turned red, "Why did you leave me with those ... those ... those little poopheads! You knew that they'd act up didn't you!"
"I did."
"Then why didn't you just do it. They'll listen to you better!"
"I left you a note. I told you that my methods of teaching are rather harsh, but effective and I cannot have you being a chink in my armor. Everyone has methods of controling roughty students. I choose fear."
"I don't want to scare them!"
"Then you have failed them." he said in a far too calm voice that angered her. What happened to the man she met at the reunion? Did he die? Was he killed and replaced by an evil twin?
"I will not fail them! Hermione Jane Granger does NOT fail! I'll show you that there are other ways to make students obey you!"
"Do as you wish just during your time. During class I run the show. Tonight we begin right after dinner so I would suggest eating light before we venture off."
"I'll eat however I wish!"
He sighed, "Hermione," he tried to hug her but she avoided him, "You agreed to my terms. I told you class is class and free time is free time and I do not want to spend the moments we get together bickering."
"You could atleast try to be nice to them!"
"Don't think for a moment that I was never in your shoes. I was twenty one when I first started. A year younger than yourself might I add. I was even teaching students that were once fellow classmates and I was rather unpopular as a child.
For nearly a year I let my class torment me. I let them push me around. I never wanted to be overly sweet to them, but I wanted to be fair since life had never shown me such a kindness. But no. I was just as you are now ignorant. Somethings, no matter how hard you read about them, are nothing like the real world. I thought students were predictable I was wrong. It took me some time when I finally realised something."
"What?"
"That they, for the most part, are bastards. When that hit I changed. I became the teacher that I still am today. I may be feared and hated, but their grades had never been higher."
"You could still be a little nicer." she said in a small voice.
"I am not going to argue this point over with you. You are just going to have to accept that you are wrong and I am right."
"I am never wrong."
"There's a first for everything then."
End Flashback
"There's a first for everything then! That's what he tells me Mum! Me! I am always right! I always do the right thing and here he is treating me as if I know no better!"
"Hunny ..."
"Yes?"
"I hate to say this, but he might be right on this one. And before you get mad, I do think he should be far kinder to the students and I am glad for one that you never had the 'pleasure' of his class, but maybe you need to change your tactic up a bit."
"How can you agree with a man that you don't even know!"
"It is as you said sweetie. The class listens to him not you. They obey him not you. He may just be on to something."
"Farewell Mum, I just can't talk to you about this right now!"
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Severus felt like crap. He had hoped that Hermione would be adult about the situation. Obviously not. He left dinner early in favor of his laptop that Dumbledore allowed him to use. Speaking of which he had a knew friend request from Big D. Who could that be he thought sarcastically then opened up the page.
There on the top left hand corner was a picture of Dumbledore in a tight jumpsuit with his hands rubbing over his nipples. Petrified he was going to leave when the pictureglared at him. Apparently Dumbledore had charmed his page. No matter what he did he couldn't get Dumbledore's page to turn off so he was forced to accept the friend request.
"Severus!"
He ignored it.
"Severus!"
Still ignoring.
"Don't ignore me Severus Tobias Snape or I will come down to your room right now, bend you over my knee, and give you a spanking!"
"Sir."
"Damn I just knew you wouldn't respond!"
"Sir is there something you want? If not ..."
"Oh Severus I think we both know what I want and it's lying right between your legs."
He closed his legs as if the Headmaster could see through the screen, "Albus!"
"I wish you were right in front of me Severus. You are so cute when you're angry."
"I am not cute."
"I agree. How about Sexy, Hot, Delicious, Man Candy ..."
"NO!"
"Oh don't be shy Severus. I wish I had your body. If I did I wouldn't be able to keep my hands of my shaft."
"That is it I am logging off. Good bye Professor."
"Fine, be that way! I'll just follow you around all day and night and to the bathroom and to your bedroom."
"You were saying sir."
"Thought so." Dumbledore smiled triumphantly from his quarters. He just loved to get on Severus' nerves. Something about seeing that man angry gave him a rise. Looking down he frowned. Oh how he wished Severus would open his huge mouth and ...
"Sir?"
Dumbledore noticed he missed a few lines, "Oh sorry Severus. Got distracted there for a minute. Want to know what I got distrcted about?"
"No."
"You are absolutely no fun Severus! I have an idea how about I take you out to a bar this weekend. Just you, me, and the snake in your pants. What do you say?"
"I believe I have to get ready for my apprenticeship with ."
"Damn! I forgot all about that. Oh well I guess I'll just go spy on Lu Lu."
"Why must you torment Lupin?"
"What he doesn't know won't hurt him. In fact after your class reunion I just had to see what he looked like down under so I followed him around when he transformed and waited for him to go to sleep and good Merlin it was huge! And it looks like tonights gonna be another full moon so I guess I'll just you know spend time with Lu Lu."
"You do that." Severus tried not to be sick when he saw Lucius' tab pop up.
"Lucius." he greeted.
"So Severus lets not bead around the bush. How was she?"
"Who?"
"The Granger woman."
"I see ..."
"Of for the love of ... do not tell me Severus that you didn't fuck her yet!"
" ..."
"See that is why you are so grouchy! How many times must I tell you that sex will take the edge off huh? And she was a fine thing too."
"I am dating that fine thing so hands off!"
"So defensive about your territory huh?"
"As should every Slytherin."
"Yes I see ... so you at least you know did some heavy petting with her right?"
"No."
"Dear Merlin," Lucius sighed, "Have you done ANYTHING with her besides kiss her."
"..."
"Thought so. It's a wonder that you're not a vigin. Just go up to the girl and tell her what you want and how you want it and that you want it now."
"I am not going to treat her as some common whore."
"For the love of ... it's not about that! It's about two creatures put on Earth enjoying each other's bodies! Stop fighting your instincts!"
Tired of this conversation he turned his chat line off. he needed to focus about the apprenticeship and how to make up with Hermione. The thing is he wasn't sorry for what he did nor was he going to change his methods even for her. So where would that leave him? He had a feeling that she was going to argue with him about it all evening long or worse remain silent while throwing him homicidal looks.
Hermione on the otherhand was still furious. She still had images of all the first years crying and the one third year that had to dive out of the way to dodge a flask. He had no right to treat her that way. He didn't even have the sence to look guilty when she confronted him about that and to add insult to injury everyone was taking his side on the matter.
She had had many teachers in her day and none were so so Snapish and they didn't do it the way he did. No matter what he says scaring half the life out of his students wouldn't make it better. In fact she wasn't even going to bring it up with him. In fact she would show him that his students, all of them, could learn through kindness. She decided that today was just a fluke. All the students were roughty from just coming back from summer vacation and Snape was only upset becuase his first class didn't know that first thing about potions. Yes that must be it. Today was a fluke. Like she said Hermione Jane Granger doesn't fail.
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Please Review
Oh yeah I know I made Harry a but and James a nightmere, but I felt it necessary. But do you all like it? I know it took a while. It's just the first draft I wrote I liked it till I went to bed, woke up, and read it. Then I was like WTF. So I did it again and again. Sorry this is the best I got for this chpt. I know its a little lackluster :(