"Obliviate!"
Tears streamed down the professors face as his student looked around confused and disoriented.
"Professor? What happened?" as far as she knew, she had never seen the man cry...
ONE YEAR EARLIER
Hermione Granger cringed at the unsettling stench of the brew before her. That's not right. She thought to herself.
Professor snape had the students brewing a potion meant to dull chronic pain, but hers was off. While her classmates' cauldrons were boiling softly with a blue elixir, hers was bubbling sporadically with a foul green goop, smoking up her area with an odor worse than ronalds clothes hamper during the summer months.
"Miss Granger," Professor Snape questioned in a drawn out hiss, "What on earth did you do to this disgrace of a potion?" She could have sworn she did everything right, but she didn't dare tell him that.
His Dark eyes narrowed at the substance growing in her cauldron. "I didn't see you with toads urine, so why does your pot stink of it?" His question was undoubtedly heard throughout the classroom. Hermione heard a chuckle from behind her. Malfoy, of course. She rolled her eyes.
"And what do you know of this Mister Malfoy?" Snape sneered at his godson.
"Oh nothing sir, only that granger is a bucktooth know-it-all and finally, little miss perfect has failed." His grin never faltered as he spoke with malice.
Snape knew better than to believe that's all the boy knew, but before he could respond to his students statement his least favorite student had drawn his wand at Draco and threw hex after hex at the boy. The blonde was quick to recover, drawing his own wand, countering Weasley's every move. Cauldrons were knocked off of tables, viles flew off the shelves, and the floors smoked with the mixtures of elixirs and potions. Students climbed on chairs so that the unknown result of the mixture wouldn't burn their feet.
"You dont speak to a woman like that!" Ron yelled at his friends offender.
"Yeah and whose gonna stop me?" He sneered back.
"Me!" The ginger raised his wand with fury in his eyes. Hermione knew whatever was to come would not be good.
"Ronald stop it!" Granger yelled, distracting her friend. He faced her with a questioning look but turned around just in time to dodge whatever curse malfoy had just thrown at him. Instead, the blue light sliced right through Hermione and into the professor behind her.
The girl collapsed luckily onto the floor furthest from the dangerous burning substance while Snape's hand flew to where the curse entered his body as he screamed out once in pain before collecting himself. He kneeled down next to the unconscious girl checking for wounds, finding none. He lifted his own shirt surprised to find that the curse didn't even leave a mark on his body.
Many people sighed in relief as the frizzy haired girl began to stir, groaning in pain as she opened her eyes only to see the displayed abdomen of her professor hovering above her. He noticed her cheeks grow red befor averting her eyes out of respect. Snape pulled his shirt back down before helping his student sit up. She winced as he did so. It didn't leave a mark but he had to admit, the curse had been painful and she'd taken the brunt of it.
"Fetch madam pomfrey," he yelled to noone in particular. "Weasley! Malfoy! One hundred points each from Gryffindor and Slytherin. The headmaster will deal with you both. Out of my sight NOW!" He yelled with the most malice and rage he could conjur. The mediwitch hurried in as soon as the two boys rushed out.
"What on earth happened in here?!"