One year later.
An owl flew through the window of the apartment and hit Hermione Granger on the head. "Shit!" she said. "What the hell was that?" She looked at the letter on the owl's leg. The seal was very familiar.'Hogwarts!' Hermione thought exultantly. 'Why am I getting mail from Hogwarts?' She opened the letter apprehensively, and took out the yellow parchment inside. The writing was not Dumbledore's loopy hand, but Snape's precise cursive.
Dear Miss Granger,
I am pleased to inform you, that, with the departure of our Transfiguration teacher, Professor Minerva McGonagall, you have been offered the position of Transfiguration Mistress at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. If you have any questions about the job, you may ask the Headmaster during your interview, which will be held tomorrow at the Headmaster's office. If you decide to accept this offer, you will be given lodgings in the Hogwarts and will not only teach your designated subject, but will be appointed the head of Gryffindor house. Please send this owl back to notify us whether you will be able to attend the interview.
Sincerely, Severus Snape Headmaster of Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry Order of Merlin, First Class
Order of Phoenix, First Class
'So that's what their up to, huh,' she thought cynically. 'And Snape is Headmaster. Probably fucking Sprout. Asshole.' She was remembering the whirlwind relationship they had had when she had been in her seventh year. She had really been in love, but everything had happened so fast. They met one night under false names and had danced. The next day, they were declaring their undying love for each other. Severus had obviously seen it as it was right at the beginning- a fling. Their passions had culminated in bed the night before graduation, and afterward, he had dropped her like a fly. 'I always hoped I would see him again,' she thought. 'Just so I could kick his ass- REALLY hard.' Hermione took a piece of parchment from her desk and took up a quill. A minute later, she took up the finished note and tied it to the owl's leg, who flew off into the dawn quickly.
At Hogwarts castle, Headmaster Snape was sitting in his chair behind the old, gnarled desk, thinking about a certain ex- student of his. What the hell had he been thinking to consider Flitwick's suggestion of using her to replace McGonagall? She would either refuse or make him the laughing stock of the school by revealing some embarrassing detail about his sex life. Well, it wasn't like he wasn't well equipped, or anything, but still, she knew far too much about him. He had loved her, with such a fierce intensity, that it had been frightening. So why had he broken off the relationship, and broken her heart? Because she hadn't known what she was getting herself into! 'That's not true, Snape!' a nasty little part of his mind said to him. 'It was just because you were afraid that your reputation would be ruined if you revealed the relationship, which you would have had to after graduation. "Shut up!" he said to the air in his office. At that moment, Sirius Black stepped through the door, looking at the man before him in surprise.
"Was that rude comment meant for me?"
Snape sighed. "No. Of course not."
"So you were telling yourself to shut up." 'The man must be more disturbed than I thought,' thought Sirius.
"No!" Severus snapped rudely. "I was talking to that little voice in my brain that's really annoying."
"Ummm, Severus, perhaps you should go to Madame Pomfrey if you're hearing voices." 'Poor guy must be mentally ill,' thought Sirius, as he checked the other man's forehead for fever.
Snape recoiled in horror. "Black, I don't enjoy gay men coming on to me."
"But would you, ahem, enjoy, a gay man who wasn't coming on to you? By the way, when you made that completely unrelated comment, I hope you weren't talking about me, because I am NOT gay, as I have reiterated to you many times over."
"Yeah, yeah, prove it."
At that moment, Hooch walked in in a bathing suit, obviously having just returned from swim in the lake. She had come, it seemed, to seduce the Headmaster, but seeing another handsome man in the room as well, she decided to try her luck on him as well. "Ahh, hello Sirius," she cooed. Suddenly, a grin diffused over his face. 'What a wonderful chance to prove to Severus.' he thought.
He turned to Hooch with a flirtatious smile on his face. "Lovely Madam," he said courteously, bowing and kissing her hand. "How nice to see you!"
"And I you, Sirius," she said, batting her eyelashes seductively. Severus watched the exchange with amusement, knowing the game they were playing all too well. He had had various other women after Hermione just to rid himself of her memory, but none of them had been like her. That night.His thoughts were drawn away from the past as he heard a purring noise coming out of Hooch's mouth. "I love strong men," she was saying. Severus had to cover his mouth to stop himself from snorting rudely. Sirius had a very, ahem, physical answer to that statement. He stepped forward, wrapping her in his arms, and kissed her. This went on for quite some time before Snape got VERY disgusted, and called to them.
"Very touching, you two. But could you please get a room before I vomit? I never hoped to be alive to see that much of either of your tongues."
Sirius glared at him over Hooch's head. "So what if we don't want to go anywhere?"
"Oh, just get lost, Black!" And the pair snogged their way out of his office. Suddenly, something feathery and black hit the back of his head. "Shit! What the hell was that?" he said, unconsciously repeating the exact words of his ex-lover. He untied the parchment from the leg of the black owl, and opened the parchment, allowing the owl free access to the papers on the desk. It was in a familiar scrawl, and the wording was interesting to say the least. 'Hermione,' he thought, and began to read. The note was very short- different from her usual lengthy letters. In fact, it only had six words on it. 'I'll be there, you fucking bastard.'
An owl flew through the window of the apartment and hit Hermione Granger on the head. "Shit!" she said. "What the hell was that?" She looked at the letter on the owl's leg. The seal was very familiar.'Hogwarts!' Hermione thought exultantly. 'Why am I getting mail from Hogwarts?' She opened the letter apprehensively, and took out the yellow parchment inside. The writing was not Dumbledore's loopy hand, but Snape's precise cursive.
Dear Miss Granger,
I am pleased to inform you, that, with the departure of our Transfiguration teacher, Professor Minerva McGonagall, you have been offered the position of Transfiguration Mistress at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. If you have any questions about the job, you may ask the Headmaster during your interview, which will be held tomorrow at the Headmaster's office. If you decide to accept this offer, you will be given lodgings in the Hogwarts and will not only teach your designated subject, but will be appointed the head of Gryffindor house. Please send this owl back to notify us whether you will be able to attend the interview.
Sincerely, Severus Snape Headmaster of Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry Order of Merlin, First Class
Order of Phoenix, First Class
'So that's what their up to, huh,' she thought cynically. 'And Snape is Headmaster. Probably fucking Sprout. Asshole.' She was remembering the whirlwind relationship they had had when she had been in her seventh year. She had really been in love, but everything had happened so fast. They met one night under false names and had danced. The next day, they were declaring their undying love for each other. Severus had obviously seen it as it was right at the beginning- a fling. Their passions had culminated in bed the night before graduation, and afterward, he had dropped her like a fly. 'I always hoped I would see him again,' she thought. 'Just so I could kick his ass- REALLY hard.' Hermione took a piece of parchment from her desk and took up a quill. A minute later, she took up the finished note and tied it to the owl's leg, who flew off into the dawn quickly.
At Hogwarts castle, Headmaster Snape was sitting in his chair behind the old, gnarled desk, thinking about a certain ex- student of his. What the hell had he been thinking to consider Flitwick's suggestion of using her to replace McGonagall? She would either refuse or make him the laughing stock of the school by revealing some embarrassing detail about his sex life. Well, it wasn't like he wasn't well equipped, or anything, but still, she knew far too much about him. He had loved her, with such a fierce intensity, that it had been frightening. So why had he broken off the relationship, and broken her heart? Because she hadn't known what she was getting herself into! 'That's not true, Snape!' a nasty little part of his mind said to him. 'It was just because you were afraid that your reputation would be ruined if you revealed the relationship, which you would have had to after graduation. "Shut up!" he said to the air in his office. At that moment, Sirius Black stepped through the door, looking at the man before him in surprise.
"Was that rude comment meant for me?"
Snape sighed. "No. Of course not."
"So you were telling yourself to shut up." 'The man must be more disturbed than I thought,' thought Sirius.
"No!" Severus snapped rudely. "I was talking to that little voice in my brain that's really annoying."
"Ummm, Severus, perhaps you should go to Madame Pomfrey if you're hearing voices." 'Poor guy must be mentally ill,' thought Sirius, as he checked the other man's forehead for fever.
Snape recoiled in horror. "Black, I don't enjoy gay men coming on to me."
"But would you, ahem, enjoy, a gay man who wasn't coming on to you? By the way, when you made that completely unrelated comment, I hope you weren't talking about me, because I am NOT gay, as I have reiterated to you many times over."
"Yeah, yeah, prove it."
At that moment, Hooch walked in in a bathing suit, obviously having just returned from swim in the lake. She had come, it seemed, to seduce the Headmaster, but seeing another handsome man in the room as well, she decided to try her luck on him as well. "Ahh, hello Sirius," she cooed. Suddenly, a grin diffused over his face. 'What a wonderful chance to prove to Severus.' he thought.
He turned to Hooch with a flirtatious smile on his face. "Lovely Madam," he said courteously, bowing and kissing her hand. "How nice to see you!"
"And I you, Sirius," she said, batting her eyelashes seductively. Severus watched the exchange with amusement, knowing the game they were playing all too well. He had had various other women after Hermione just to rid himself of her memory, but none of them had been like her. That night.His thoughts were drawn away from the past as he heard a purring noise coming out of Hooch's mouth. "I love strong men," she was saying. Severus had to cover his mouth to stop himself from snorting rudely. Sirius had a very, ahem, physical answer to that statement. He stepped forward, wrapping her in his arms, and kissed her. This went on for quite some time before Snape got VERY disgusted, and called to them.
"Very touching, you two. But could you please get a room before I vomit? I never hoped to be alive to see that much of either of your tongues."
Sirius glared at him over Hooch's head. "So what if we don't want to go anywhere?"
"Oh, just get lost, Black!" And the pair snogged their way out of his office. Suddenly, something feathery and black hit the back of his head. "Shit! What the hell was that?" he said, unconsciously repeating the exact words of his ex-lover. He untied the parchment from the leg of the black owl, and opened the parchment, allowing the owl free access to the papers on the desk. It was in a familiar scrawl, and the wording was interesting to say the least. 'Hermione,' he thought, and began to read. The note was very short- different from her usual lengthy letters. In fact, it only had six words on it. 'I'll be there, you fucking bastard.'