Disclaimer: See chapter One.
Author's Note: Meticulous Howler, I created myself. The word meticulous just popped in my head, and I got the idea of howler, from wolves howling at the moon.
Unexpected Emotions
Chapter Six - Recovery
"Back again?" Snape grumbled.
"Of course, you can't get rid of me that easily." A smile played on Hermione's lips.
"Looks like I get all the luck. Although, Miss Granger, I must say you are looking like the cat that got the cream."
"Meticulous Howler."
Snape raised a solitary eyebrow, "and that is?"
"Something that will complete your research, and enable Remus to return to Hogwarts with out guilt."
"So you've read my notes. Have you ever heard of privacy?"
Hermione sighed. Gods the man was infuriating sometimes. "For your information, Severus, you were in a coma. I read you your notes to hopefully rouse you. Minerva and Albus both knew what I was up to and neither one of them stopped me."
"That's because they are too Gryffindor to do so."
"Ha! You know what your problem is?" Hermione did not wait for him to answer, "You don't like people to help. You think you are invincible and can do everything by yourself. Well for your information, Severus, Neville Longbottom discovered the Meticulous Howler plant, and you'll find that it is the catalyst in the wolfsbane potion that will cure Remus. So you won't have done it on your own." She threw Neville's notes on to his lap and stormed out of the room.
Snape eyed the notes as though they were an agitated cobra. He looked at the door, and then at the notes again. He then picked up the notes and began to read. "Well it looks like Longbottom finally grew some brains." He muttered to himself.
"He's always had brains, he was just nervous with having you breathe down his neck every lesson."
Snape looked up and saw Hermione walking toward him. "I thought you left."
"Nope, just needed a breather. You do like to get under my skin."
"As you do mine. He really discovered this on his own?"
"Yep. He researched its properties afterwards with Professor Sprout. Her findings were the same as his."
Snape for the first time in his life looked shocked.
"What's the matter? Didn't you think that Neville could accomplish something on his own?"
"Of course I did. He managed to make it on class on time, I'm sure that he didn't have someone to dress him."
"Still can't admit you're wrong after all these years, Severus." Dumbledore stepped in to the room and Snape scowled.
"Great, another person to make my day wonderful."
Dumbledore chuckled. "Ah Severus, you couldn't be more right. Hermione and Severus looked at Dumbledore confused. "Madame Pomfrey has said you can go, but you must come back at the end of the week, just so she can see that you've recovered properly."
"My classes?"
"Hermione will teach them till the end of next week. That way you can dedicate some time to research. I think we will need a new Defense against the dark arts teacher soon. It seems we have another Gilderoy Lockhart on our hands."
Snape groaned, and Hermione rolled her eyes. It was not hard to recall her second year at Hogwarts. She along with the rest of the female population of Hogwarts had a crush on the handsome teacher. Unfortunately he had turned out to be a fake, and only excelled at the 'Obliviate' charm.
"Fine, could you both be so kind as to leave so I can dress." The puzzled look returned to Hermione's face. "What is the matter Hermione?"
"Nothing Severus, except that I thought you'd be offering to take the D.A.D.A. classes."
"And what gives you that idea?"
"Well when I was a student here, everyone thought that you were always after the Dark Arts position."
"Everyone thought wrong then. If they had bothered listening to their first potions class then they would realize that I don't go for foolish wand waving, Of course I enjoy the odd duel, but which male wizard doesn't? No, Miss Granger, the pure beauty of magic is held within the cauldron."
"Ok, then I will allow you to get dressed. I will see you tomorrow; I have some papers to mark, unless you want them?" Snape scowled, and Hermione laughed. Leaving the room she called out, "Goodnight Severus, Albus."
"She has grown in to a fine young woman." Stated Dumbledore with a twinkle in his eye.
"You have some strange idea's old man. Hermione is still a Gryffindor know it all."
"Severus, just because she is a Gryffindor, does not mean that she is not beautiful."
Snape shook his head. 'Had she really grown beautiful? He enjoyed her company, although he would never admit it, and she had a captivating intelligence. No, it must be Albus going even stranger in his age.'
When Severus Snape had finally come out of his thoughts, he was alone. Quickly he dressed and headed for his chambers. A much welcomed place after the cold, sterile hospital wing.
Author's Note: Meticulous Howler, I created myself. The word meticulous just popped in my head, and I got the idea of howler, from wolves howling at the moon.
Unexpected Emotions
Chapter Six - Recovery
"Back again?" Snape grumbled.
"Of course, you can't get rid of me that easily." A smile played on Hermione's lips.
"Looks like I get all the luck. Although, Miss Granger, I must say you are looking like the cat that got the cream."
"Meticulous Howler."
Snape raised a solitary eyebrow, "and that is?"
"Something that will complete your research, and enable Remus to return to Hogwarts with out guilt."
"So you've read my notes. Have you ever heard of privacy?"
Hermione sighed. Gods the man was infuriating sometimes. "For your information, Severus, you were in a coma. I read you your notes to hopefully rouse you. Minerva and Albus both knew what I was up to and neither one of them stopped me."
"That's because they are too Gryffindor to do so."
"Ha! You know what your problem is?" Hermione did not wait for him to answer, "You don't like people to help. You think you are invincible and can do everything by yourself. Well for your information, Severus, Neville Longbottom discovered the Meticulous Howler plant, and you'll find that it is the catalyst in the wolfsbane potion that will cure Remus. So you won't have done it on your own." She threw Neville's notes on to his lap and stormed out of the room.
Snape eyed the notes as though they were an agitated cobra. He looked at the door, and then at the notes again. He then picked up the notes and began to read. "Well it looks like Longbottom finally grew some brains." He muttered to himself.
"He's always had brains, he was just nervous with having you breathe down his neck every lesson."
Snape looked up and saw Hermione walking toward him. "I thought you left."
"Nope, just needed a breather. You do like to get under my skin."
"As you do mine. He really discovered this on his own?"
"Yep. He researched its properties afterwards with Professor Sprout. Her findings were the same as his."
Snape for the first time in his life looked shocked.
"What's the matter? Didn't you think that Neville could accomplish something on his own?"
"Of course I did. He managed to make it on class on time, I'm sure that he didn't have someone to dress him."
"Still can't admit you're wrong after all these years, Severus." Dumbledore stepped in to the room and Snape scowled.
"Great, another person to make my day wonderful."
Dumbledore chuckled. "Ah Severus, you couldn't be more right. Hermione and Severus looked at Dumbledore confused. "Madame Pomfrey has said you can go, but you must come back at the end of the week, just so she can see that you've recovered properly."
"My classes?"
"Hermione will teach them till the end of next week. That way you can dedicate some time to research. I think we will need a new Defense against the dark arts teacher soon. It seems we have another Gilderoy Lockhart on our hands."
Snape groaned, and Hermione rolled her eyes. It was not hard to recall her second year at Hogwarts. She along with the rest of the female population of Hogwarts had a crush on the handsome teacher. Unfortunately he had turned out to be a fake, and only excelled at the 'Obliviate' charm.
"Fine, could you both be so kind as to leave so I can dress." The puzzled look returned to Hermione's face. "What is the matter Hermione?"
"Nothing Severus, except that I thought you'd be offering to take the D.A.D.A. classes."
"And what gives you that idea?"
"Well when I was a student here, everyone thought that you were always after the Dark Arts position."
"Everyone thought wrong then. If they had bothered listening to their first potions class then they would realize that I don't go for foolish wand waving, Of course I enjoy the odd duel, but which male wizard doesn't? No, Miss Granger, the pure beauty of magic is held within the cauldron."
"Ok, then I will allow you to get dressed. I will see you tomorrow; I have some papers to mark, unless you want them?" Snape scowled, and Hermione laughed. Leaving the room she called out, "Goodnight Severus, Albus."
"She has grown in to a fine young woman." Stated Dumbledore with a twinkle in his eye.
"You have some strange idea's old man. Hermione is still a Gryffindor know it all."
"Severus, just because she is a Gryffindor, does not mean that she is not beautiful."
Snape shook his head. 'Had she really grown beautiful? He enjoyed her company, although he would never admit it, and she had a captivating intelligence. No, it must be Albus going even stranger in his age.'
When Severus Snape had finally come out of his thoughts, he was alone. Quickly he dressed and headed for his chambers. A much welcomed place after the cold, sterile hospital wing.
