In The Shadows
Chapter Four
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To all my reviewers, thank you!I am truly flattered! Thank you for the "WOW" 's. :) I honestly didn't think anyone would really like my story! I am so pleased that you do.
BTW, if you would like me to e-mail you when I post another chapter; send me your e-mail address at tag729@hotmail.com and put FAN in the subject line. I will try my hardest to do so.
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When Hermione finished telling her best friends about last night, they were quite alarmed.
"But, why would some one want to attack you?" Ron asked, more to himself than Hermione.
"Oh, honestly, Ron!" Hermione exclaimed in exasperation. "Do you not think that had I known, I would have avoided doing anything that would put me in such danger?"
"Well, yes, of course! But..."
"I don't go around breaking rules like the both of you." Hermione smiled, "You know that."
"Hungry, 'Mione?" Harry asked tactfully. He had a feeling that Hermione was not up to discussing the events.
"Yes, famished." Hermione said. It was nearly lunch time and she hadn't eaten since last night. Even then, she did not eat very much.
"Ok, let's go!" Ron said. Food was always the top of his list.
"Well, could you wait outside for a moment? I must get out of the dreadful thing!" Hermione said, indicating the hospital gown Madame Pomfrey had given her.
"Yeah, sure. C'mon Ron." Harry said. Together they exited the infirmary.
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Hermione entered the Great Hall and looked about, there was a moderate amount of people eating already. When the trio reached Harry and Ron's usual seats, they parted ways. As Head Girl, Hermione had the opportunity to sit at the Head Table if she so chose, which she did very often. She liked being able to sit up there, singled out from the rest of the students.
The only seat open was on the far end, next to Professor Snape.
"Hello, Ms. Granger." He greeted her. "I hope this day finds you well?"
"Better than this morning, Professor." Hermione said.
"Indeed."
"I wanted to thank you, sir." the Gryffindor continued. "for rescuing me."
"Yes, well." He said in reply.
Snape turned and began to talk to McGonagall about the upcoming Quidditch match. Gryffindor versus Slytherin, of course.
Hermione looked down at her food. Even though she had not eaten much, she found that she was not hungry. With a wave of her wand, she cleared her plate.
McGonagall had proposed a wager to Snape on the Quidditch match. Fifteen galleons to the winner.
Hermione was about to leave when the Headmaster stood up to make an announcement.
"I find it time to remind thoes of you who are in your seventh year that the professors are beginning to accept applications for assistants. Information should be posted by each classroom. Applications are due by Wednesday and results wil be posted by Friday." Dumbledore sat down again.
"Am I allowed to apply to more than one teacher?" Hermione asked Snape.
He turned to her, "Yes, you may apply to three different teachers. You must, however, state if a teacher is your first choice."
"Oh, good." Hermione said happily, who was trying to narrow her choices down to three.
"I am sure that you won't have any trouble being accepted to whichever position you apply."
"Thank you, sir" Hermione took one last gulp of pumpkin juice and stood to leave.
Once she was on her way to Gryffindor Tower, she realized what had happened. Snape had paid her a compliment. Surely she had been dreaming! Perhaps, Hermions pondered, it is because Dumbledore told him to be nice to me.
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"Hermione?" Harry had stepped through the Portrait Hole.
"Oh, Hello Harry." Hermione looked over from her comfortable chair.
"I know you are going to apply to be a Teaching Assistant." Harry said knowingly. "Which one, though?"
"Well, Snape informed me that I could apply to three at the maximum." Hermione told him, "I'm just trying to narrow down my choices."
"Being three TA's? Isn't that a bit much?"
"Dont be daft, Harry!" Hermione smiled. "One is only allowed to be a TA for one teacher, but may apply to three different teachers."
"What if all three accept you?"
"Then, I'll simply have to choose. Are you going to apply?"
"No, Quidditch takes up much of my time. Besides, I don't think I would enjoy it." Harry told her.
"Maybe you would like to be Madame Hooch's TA," Hermione suggested.
"Now there's an idea." Harry said. "Which ones are you applying to?"
"Well, that's what I'm trying to decide. I think I've got it narrowed down to three, though. Potions, Arithmancy, and Transfiguration"
At that moment, the rest of the seventh years entered chatting amicably about the TA's.
Neville decided to apply to Herbology and Care of Magical Creatures; Lavender and Parvati were both applying to Divination; Ron was going to apply to Care of Magical Creatures; Seamus and Dean were applying to Defense Against the Dark Arts.
All were shocked to learn that Hermione had the courgage to apply for Snape's TA.
"Why would anyone put themselves through that hell?" Parvati asked.
"I love potions, despite the instructor, its almost like an art." Hermione tried to explain. It was a lost cause.
"Sorry to say this 'Mione, but you've gone completely nutters," Ron said to her.
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Chapter Four
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To all my reviewers, thank you!I am truly flattered! Thank you for the "WOW" 's. :) I honestly didn't think anyone would really like my story! I am so pleased that you do.
BTW, if you would like me to e-mail you when I post another chapter; send me your e-mail address at tag729@hotmail.com and put FAN in the subject line. I will try my hardest to do so.
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When Hermione finished telling her best friends about last night, they were quite alarmed.
"But, why would some one want to attack you?" Ron asked, more to himself than Hermione.
"Oh, honestly, Ron!" Hermione exclaimed in exasperation. "Do you not think that had I known, I would have avoided doing anything that would put me in such danger?"
"Well, yes, of course! But..."
"I don't go around breaking rules like the both of you." Hermione smiled, "You know that."
"Hungry, 'Mione?" Harry asked tactfully. He had a feeling that Hermione was not up to discussing the events.
"Yes, famished." Hermione said. It was nearly lunch time and she hadn't eaten since last night. Even then, she did not eat very much.
"Ok, let's go!" Ron said. Food was always the top of his list.
"Well, could you wait outside for a moment? I must get out of the dreadful thing!" Hermione said, indicating the hospital gown Madame Pomfrey had given her.
"Yeah, sure. C'mon Ron." Harry said. Together they exited the infirmary.
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Hermione entered the Great Hall and looked about, there was a moderate amount of people eating already. When the trio reached Harry and Ron's usual seats, they parted ways. As Head Girl, Hermione had the opportunity to sit at the Head Table if she so chose, which she did very often. She liked being able to sit up there, singled out from the rest of the students.
The only seat open was on the far end, next to Professor Snape.
"Hello, Ms. Granger." He greeted her. "I hope this day finds you well?"
"Better than this morning, Professor." Hermione said.
"Indeed."
"I wanted to thank you, sir." the Gryffindor continued. "for rescuing me."
"Yes, well." He said in reply.
Snape turned and began to talk to McGonagall about the upcoming Quidditch match. Gryffindor versus Slytherin, of course.
Hermione looked down at her food. Even though she had not eaten much, she found that she was not hungry. With a wave of her wand, she cleared her plate.
McGonagall had proposed a wager to Snape on the Quidditch match. Fifteen galleons to the winner.
Hermione was about to leave when the Headmaster stood up to make an announcement.
"I find it time to remind thoes of you who are in your seventh year that the professors are beginning to accept applications for assistants. Information should be posted by each classroom. Applications are due by Wednesday and results wil be posted by Friday." Dumbledore sat down again.
"Am I allowed to apply to more than one teacher?" Hermione asked Snape.
He turned to her, "Yes, you may apply to three different teachers. You must, however, state if a teacher is your first choice."
"Oh, good." Hermione said happily, who was trying to narrow her choices down to three.
"I am sure that you won't have any trouble being accepted to whichever position you apply."
"Thank you, sir" Hermione took one last gulp of pumpkin juice and stood to leave.
Once she was on her way to Gryffindor Tower, she realized what had happened. Snape had paid her a compliment. Surely she had been dreaming! Perhaps, Hermions pondered, it is because Dumbledore told him to be nice to me.
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"Hermione?" Harry had stepped through the Portrait Hole.
"Oh, Hello Harry." Hermione looked over from her comfortable chair.
"I know you are going to apply to be a Teaching Assistant." Harry said knowingly. "Which one, though?"
"Well, Snape informed me that I could apply to three at the maximum." Hermione told him, "I'm just trying to narrow down my choices."
"Being three TA's? Isn't that a bit much?"
"Dont be daft, Harry!" Hermione smiled. "One is only allowed to be a TA for one teacher, but may apply to three different teachers."
"What if all three accept you?"
"Then, I'll simply have to choose. Are you going to apply?"
"No, Quidditch takes up much of my time. Besides, I don't think I would enjoy it." Harry told her.
"Maybe you would like to be Madame Hooch's TA," Hermione suggested.
"Now there's an idea." Harry said. "Which ones are you applying to?"
"Well, that's what I'm trying to decide. I think I've got it narrowed down to three, though. Potions, Arithmancy, and Transfiguration"
At that moment, the rest of the seventh years entered chatting amicably about the TA's.
Neville decided to apply to Herbology and Care of Magical Creatures; Lavender and Parvati were both applying to Divination; Ron was going to apply to Care of Magical Creatures; Seamus and Dean were applying to Defense Against the Dark Arts.
All were shocked to learn that Hermione had the courgage to apply for Snape's TA.
"Why would anyone put themselves through that hell?" Parvati asked.
"I love potions, despite the instructor, its almost like an art." Hermione tried to explain. It was a lost cause.
"Sorry to say this 'Mione, but you've gone completely nutters," Ron said to her.
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Please, sir, may I have more? (reviews, that is!)
Just leave a helping of good, nutritious reviews in the box.
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