This is based on the 5th Harry Potter book/movie. Order of the Phoenix. This is when Umbridge has gone mental and become dictator of Hogwarts.
Everything belongs to JK Rowling. Nothing is mine, but the twist in the plot that would have been really great in the book/movie. Please don't sue me.
Hermione sat at the table in the great hall. The past month had been absolutely wonderful. They'd continued to correspond with each other and her Ziploc bag was full to exploding. She was the happiest she'd ever been, aside from Umbridge being evermore paranoid. The new years ball was going to be super fun with her around. Hermione rolled her eyes as one of her announcements came over the loud speaker. 'Boys and girls are not permitted to be within eight inches of each other'. She hadn't been to Hogsmeade yet because every time she'd wanted to go, one of her professors threw an essay at her that she'd had to finish or else it would have diminished her grade.
It was Friday and she had everything finished, so she was definitely going this weekend. They were at dinner and waiting for the thanksgiving feast to begin.
Dumbledore stood at the podium and held up his hands. "This year I don't have a clever speech, or a cute anecdote to tell you all. This year, if no one minds, I think everyone would just be happy if we had a moment of silence to reflect on what we're most thankful for this school year." he took his seat and the silence rang through the hall.
Hermione met Severus' gaze and her stomach did a flip-flop. She blushed while he seemed to sneer at her. She knew this was his way of smiling inconspicuously. She smiled back and blushed deeper when he reached up to itch his nose. I know you're thinking about me, this meant. She coughed. You caught me.
They'd agreed on these in their letters. If he'd itched his ear; Are you okay? She would answer with either a nod or shake of her head. And if he'd pretended to stretch his arm (the muscles) towards her; I miss you. At which she'd tap her nose; I know. If he scratched his head it meant good morning or goodnight.
They'd had to stop these charades in class however because of the case of giggles it brought to her. Leave it to Hermione to act like the teenage girl she was, in what was supposed to be the most horrible class at Hogwarts.
"Let the feast begin!" Dumbledore roared and the table filled with heaps of food.
Uh-oh. she thought to herself and looked over at Ron. Ron however, was much too busy flirting with Luna to notice the mountains of food before him. She gaped. She'd never seen him turn down food. However she put some ham, potatoes, and peas on her plate and dug in. This was the best school year ever. She was almost prepared to pass her N.E.W.T.s and she was absolutely and completely head-over-heals in love. She turned to look at Severus and he raised his wine glass towards her. She did the same and took a swig of her water. Yum. She snorted into her water as he seemed to lose all control over his mouth and he dropped wine down the front of himself. She looked over and saw Cho sitting with Harry, this time it was his turn to change tables though, and they were more than happy to have him. They'd been taking turns eating at the others' table, as everyone at Ravenclaw adored Harry and everyone in Gryffindor adored Cho. Ron and Luna seemed completely happy and that girl was the only one Hermione had ever seen that could ever out-eat him. She laughed as she watched all the love around her. She looked up at the starlit sky above her head and sighed. She once more looked to Severus and he followed her gaze to the sky.
He found it beautiful. Then he changed his mind as he looked towards Hermione. Her cheeks were flushed and her lips were full, her brown eyes were fixed on his. Slowly, to anyone watching she might have been relieving a pinched muscle. But to him she was reaching for him, and there was nothing he could do about it. I miss you. He felt suffocated…he wanted her in his arms so bad. And suddenly the new years ball seemed too far away. He sighed and tapped his nose. I know. He saw her itch her ear. Are you okay? he shook his head. No. She looked at him questioningly. He reached his hand. I miss you. he saw tears well up in her eyes. She tapped her nose. I know.
Dumbledore watched this exchange. Severus had shown him the letters to prove that nothing fishy was going on and so he understood these young lovers' actions. They were in horrible pain and in the most happiest of holidays. He watched as tears spilled over in Hermione's eyes. She quickly wiped them away and gave Severus one last smile of comfort and turned to laugh with her friends. Dumbledore hated for anyone to be in pain so he smiled mischievously to himself and cast a small spell on Hermione that would make her restless. "Severus my boy!" he called. "How would you like to take night duty tonight?"
*I know this is OOC, but it's a love story between Hermione and Snape, so it's not going to be very IN character :)*