*I know we said we don't really ship Snamione, but we've been growing on it cuz it's so cursed. Enjoy!*
Hermione was doing her usual, writing down some notes for Potions Class.
"And that concludes today's lesson," Snape said in his deep, drawling voice. "I expect thirty-five pages in small handwriting about the effects, dangers, and errors of the Polyjuice Potion."
Hermione sighed. McGonagall and Snape assigned them with so much work.
"You may be dismissed," Snape concluded.
The Gryffindors rushed out of the classroom, leaving Hermione alone.
"Well, Miss Granger," said Snape. "Are you ready for your detention?"
The other day, Hermione messed up the formulas of two of her potions, which resulted in a huge mess. Snape was furious he had to clean it all up himself and demanded Hermione came for detention.
"Yes, Professor," said Hermione.
"I'd like to see you clean up my files in the closet," Snape smirked. "In fifteen minutes' time."
"Yes, Professor," said Hermione. Why was she so nervous around him? He was a professor, and she was a student. They would never be allowed to tie the knot.
"You may start," Snape said, but he was getting that fuzzy feeling too. She looked so beautiful as she tied her bushy brown hair up into a bun.
Hermione started organizing the files, and Snape stood beside her correcting her.
"Wrong section," he said, and Hermione blushed.
The door slammed shut.
"Professor!" Hermione yelped.
"It's just a door," Snape said. "I will unlock it."
He pointed his wand at the door. It didn't budge.
"Professor, we're stuck in here!" Hermione groaned.
"Don't fear," Snape said. Hermione blushed.
To be continued
*Chapter Two coming soon!*