Chapter Three: Lucius Malfoy
After taking out a lot of her additional classes, so she has a somewhat normal schedule, Hermione followed Dumbledore down to the great hall.
Upon arrival, the hall silenced as they walked up to the head of the room.
Dumbledore cleared his throat, even though he had no reason too, the room was so still that it was amazing that anything living existed within it.
"May I have you attention? This is Gwen Granger, she was home schooled until yesterday, she's in Gryffindor and will be joining the sixth year class."
The hall broke out in applause, that is, except Slytherin.
The bunch must have guessed that she was pure blood after all, to be Home schooled, you must have a witch or wizard in the immediate family.
They gave her death glares, as she stepped over to join the Gryffindor dream team.
Only two Slytherins weren't glaring.
Snape was smiling and lightly tapping his finger to his palm as she walked over to join the famous Marauders, and Lucius Malfoy was looking at his colleague in an odd way.
"What do you say Severus? How about we greet the new girl?" he asked slyly.
"Sounds wonderful, Lucius, Tradition way?" he looked over at the shock that etched the platinum's face. Snape smirked and continued to look at Hermione.
Malfoy then smirked. "Why of course, what other way would we?"
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Gwen sat beside Lily as she put her usual pancakes onto her plate and covered them in Syrup.
"So, what did Dumbledore want to talk to you about?" Lily asked as she grabbed some waffles and bacon.
"Just wanted to see how far along I was, and to make a schedule for me."
"oh, are you taking any of the extra classes?"
"Potions and Charms, you?"
"Potions you nuts girl?" Lily said just loud enough to get the attention of each of the Marauders.
"My mom couldn't teach potions very well, so I had a tutor, I doubt anyone here is that mean."
"You haven't met Bit!"
"You haven't met Snape." Hermione muttered enough under her breath. "Ok well may you have but not my Snape."
"Talking to yourself?" a cold voice popped up behind Hermione. "If you are we don't blame you in the least, hanging around these five does that to a person, you go nuts just figuring out why they are so dumb."
"Leave Malfoy." She said manically before she could think. IT was a reaction, natural to say the least.
"Know my name do you?" he pulled a chair form the table and sat beside her. "Well, you obviously don't know my first, its Lucius, use it. Look you're a smart girl, I can tell by the books you carry and the fact that your taking on two extra classes, so let me give you the facts, These five are to say the least, bad for you, Snape and I would be glad to help you around, to see what there is to see, and have you meet the best."
Hermione studied him. She was thinking on saying something witty that would leave him in his tracks, but thought of something far better.
"I will not accept your offer, however," she put a hand up to stop him from leaving or scowling, "I offer to accept the terms of your offer if you accept my offer of friendship. Nothing personal, but I like making friends, and getting them, not being offered friendship, it's a double blade that way."
Lucius was now backing in his chair eyes wide. Snape was smirking.
Extending his hand Snape spoke to Gwen, "I accept your friendship, and do you accept mine?"
"Certainly." They shook.
Lucius looked at Snape in a foreboding way, Snape shrugged, Lucius scowled and faced 'Gwen'
"I accept your offer, now will you accept mine?" he snapped quickly.
"Of course." And she smiled. "I have to finish my meal now; I'll see you in potions I assume? Save me a seat ok?" she said in a cheerful friendly way.
"Sure" and they both left.
"You're amazing." The Marauders said at once.
"I know," and she went back to eating. Lucius had offered friends ship, in a way, and to turn down her request would have shown that he wasn't ever interested in friendship, and he would have been tricked. Hermione granger knew, since Malfoy acted similar, that he would accept being fooled, so he had to take her offer. Not to mention she told him flat out that he was in a double bind, since she described his offer as such. Weren't words the best things in the world?
She grinned over her victory, and maybe slightly because during the entire thing, Snape flashed her a quick smile, behind Lucius back. His smile was the most amazing thing in the world; he seemed not to be Snape when he smiled.
If only he did that in his classes, not everyone would hate him then.
What kept him from smiling? Whatever it was, Hermione vowed to destroy it.
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"Ms. GRANGER!" a fifty year old screechy high voiced witch screamed at her.
Potions were indeed far worse with this lady, at least Snape knew what he was doing when he taught the class. This bat had no clue, and when Gwen tried pointing it out, look what she got.
"Until you graduate from Hogwarts with the highest marks in all of history, I will not accept your talk back. Fifty five points from Gryffindor!"
And another thing, at least when Snape constantly took away points, he was reasonable. This lady took the first high number in her head.
"I just though you ought to know, Lacewings are best brewed slowly, or they brittle and become useless, then your wasting materials, and the class has a better time of failing, simply because you taught them wrong."
"Detention Ms. Granger, now leave my sight!"
"Gladly!" and she stormed out.
But not before she heard, "Sixty seven points for impudence from Gryffindor!"
Snape wasn't in the class; Hermione had a good guess where he was if he didn't have to take the class from hell. It would be the same place she'd be. The library.
She walked in and smiled at the far younger Mrs. Prince. Whom nodded happily at her. Gwen then continued to walk over to the table Snape was sitting at. She walked up behind him and put her hands over his eyes. "Guess who?"
"Gwen." He whispered.
"Lucky guess."
"No, you're the only one who would have pissed off a teacher, specifically Bit, and this quick to be able to be here. So what did the bitch mess up this time?"
"Lacewings, she won't let them stoke!"
"Ahh, I too accused her of that, I'm out of the class period now, I'm just as good as the teacher now."
"Tutor me."
"What?"
"Tutor me." She repeated, knowing that she desperately wanted her old teacher back instead of the incubi that now taught.
"I'm sure you don't need tutoring." He looked at her oddly. "Why in heavens name would you request it?"
"Because if you tutor me in potions, then I can ask Dumbledore to allow me to come to you for potions class instead of being with Bit, so would you?"
Snape got the point. "Sure, would love to, but one problem, Bit must agree to it."
"She hates me, I'm sure if you talk with her that she'll agree to it."
"Alright, so first lesson." And he grabbed her potions book. "Polyjuice potions." He looked and scowled, and then stood up. "One sec."
He walked off into the potions section of the restricted section, after giving a quick nod to Prince. He then walked back with the same potions book Hermione used in her second year.
"Here are the ingredients, Ms. Granger," he said in an all important fashion that made Hermione laugh. Half hearted, it just sounded so weird. He started laughing too. "I don't sound too much like a teacher, do I?"
Madame Prince walked over. "Excuse me, but will the two of you be here every day doing lessons?"
Snape nodded, and Gwen thought it best to do so as well.
"Alright then, I don't have any other students in at this time, so you may make all the noises you desire, I figured that you should know you needn't be so quiet." And she left.
"cool," Snape said happily. Gwen gaped. Not only had Madame Prince said 'make all the noise you desire.' But Snape said cool. This was indeed odd. But, go with the flow they say.
"Yeah. Snape?"
"Severus."
"Severus," she said tasting the name as to take it in. "well, you should know, remember when you found out that I'm from a when?"
"Yeah, so?"
"I'm from the year 1997,"
Snape looked at her frightened. "So you're old enough to be my daughter?"
"Yep, that's about right, but I wasn't talking about that. You Severus Snape are the best mean Potions teacher in all of Hogwarts. Hands down."
"Really?"
"Really."
"So that's why you wanted me as your tutor."
"Kind of."
"What were the other reason slash reasons?"
"You are off during this class period, the only one off. I guess the other reason would be that I know I can learn from you. Imagine, me learning from lily, where would I get to?"
"Good point, plus I bet I know your study schedule."
"Its more then likely yours isn't it?"
"More then likely. Now back to Polyjuice potions, they take a month at least to brew and must be drunk on the hour every hour or the effects wear off."
Hermione was in bliss, just hearing her old teacher droning on about potions was enough to make her forget her homesickness for just an hour, but it was enough.
When Snape finished his first lecture, he found Hermione with her eyes shut. She was sleeping more than likely, was he that boring?
He was about to leave when he felt tugged back. "Don't stop."
"Does everyone sleep though my lectures normally?" he asked coldly.
"Never, too scared. Your worse then Bit for the simple reason that you know what you are talking about, and are reasonable in a scary way. But more importantly, it's because you're interesting, all the other teachers lecture, you teach. I'm sorry if I seemed asleep, I was just imagining that I was in your class again."
"I mustn't be that evil, if a Gryffindor like you misses my classes." He said sweetly.
Hermione burst out in tears. This shocked Snape to say the least, not knowing what else to do; he kneeled by her and held her.
"I want to be home so much, and there, you are part of what defines my home."
"Shhh. It's alright, you told Dumbledore right? He'll get you back somehow."
They stayed like that for a bit.
"How many rules am I breaking telling you all this?" she asked once she was calm enough to speak again.
"Ten."
"Take away points."
Snape was shocked yet again. "Your messed up you know that?"
"Just do it."
"Fine, but you realize that as a prefect, it will happen, and chances are you already have lost over a hundred points? Alright? Fine then, I," and he thought then started over. "I Professor Severus Snape here by take away fifteen points from Miss Hermione Granger's House."
"It's not the same, but thank you." And she drifted off into sleep.
Snape was about to bring her over to one of the couches, when she held onto him tighter. "Don't." she said in a groggy way. She was sleep talking, but he decided to humor her.
"Don't what?"
"Become a greasy haired evil death eater teacher."
Snape looked at her again. What on earth was a Death Eater? It didn't matter, he had to meet Lucius after potions, and he needed her to let go, so he decided that once he found out what a death eater was, he wouldn't become one. "I won't." and she smiled and let go.
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AN: ok Snape not a death eater? Is the future changing? Nope, you'll see why.
Read and Review.
Relena~
After taking out a lot of her additional classes, so she has a somewhat normal schedule, Hermione followed Dumbledore down to the great hall.
Upon arrival, the hall silenced as they walked up to the head of the room.
Dumbledore cleared his throat, even though he had no reason too, the room was so still that it was amazing that anything living existed within it.
"May I have you attention? This is Gwen Granger, she was home schooled until yesterday, she's in Gryffindor and will be joining the sixth year class."
The hall broke out in applause, that is, except Slytherin.
The bunch must have guessed that she was pure blood after all, to be Home schooled, you must have a witch or wizard in the immediate family.
They gave her death glares, as she stepped over to join the Gryffindor dream team.
Only two Slytherins weren't glaring.
Snape was smiling and lightly tapping his finger to his palm as she walked over to join the famous Marauders, and Lucius Malfoy was looking at his colleague in an odd way.
"What do you say Severus? How about we greet the new girl?" he asked slyly.
"Sounds wonderful, Lucius, Tradition way?" he looked over at the shock that etched the platinum's face. Snape smirked and continued to look at Hermione.
Malfoy then smirked. "Why of course, what other way would we?"
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Gwen sat beside Lily as she put her usual pancakes onto her plate and covered them in Syrup.
"So, what did Dumbledore want to talk to you about?" Lily asked as she grabbed some waffles and bacon.
"Just wanted to see how far along I was, and to make a schedule for me."
"oh, are you taking any of the extra classes?"
"Potions and Charms, you?"
"Potions you nuts girl?" Lily said just loud enough to get the attention of each of the Marauders.
"My mom couldn't teach potions very well, so I had a tutor, I doubt anyone here is that mean."
"You haven't met Bit!"
"You haven't met Snape." Hermione muttered enough under her breath. "Ok well may you have but not my Snape."
"Talking to yourself?" a cold voice popped up behind Hermione. "If you are we don't blame you in the least, hanging around these five does that to a person, you go nuts just figuring out why they are so dumb."
"Leave Malfoy." She said manically before she could think. IT was a reaction, natural to say the least.
"Know my name do you?" he pulled a chair form the table and sat beside her. "Well, you obviously don't know my first, its Lucius, use it. Look you're a smart girl, I can tell by the books you carry and the fact that your taking on two extra classes, so let me give you the facts, These five are to say the least, bad for you, Snape and I would be glad to help you around, to see what there is to see, and have you meet the best."
Hermione studied him. She was thinking on saying something witty that would leave him in his tracks, but thought of something far better.
"I will not accept your offer, however," she put a hand up to stop him from leaving or scowling, "I offer to accept the terms of your offer if you accept my offer of friendship. Nothing personal, but I like making friends, and getting them, not being offered friendship, it's a double blade that way."
Lucius was now backing in his chair eyes wide. Snape was smirking.
Extending his hand Snape spoke to Gwen, "I accept your friendship, and do you accept mine?"
"Certainly." They shook.
Lucius looked at Snape in a foreboding way, Snape shrugged, Lucius scowled and faced 'Gwen'
"I accept your offer, now will you accept mine?" he snapped quickly.
"Of course." And she smiled. "I have to finish my meal now; I'll see you in potions I assume? Save me a seat ok?" she said in a cheerful friendly way.
"Sure" and they both left.
"You're amazing." The Marauders said at once.
"I know," and she went back to eating. Lucius had offered friends ship, in a way, and to turn down her request would have shown that he wasn't ever interested in friendship, and he would have been tricked. Hermione granger knew, since Malfoy acted similar, that he would accept being fooled, so he had to take her offer. Not to mention she told him flat out that he was in a double bind, since she described his offer as such. Weren't words the best things in the world?
She grinned over her victory, and maybe slightly because during the entire thing, Snape flashed her a quick smile, behind Lucius back. His smile was the most amazing thing in the world; he seemed not to be Snape when he smiled.
If only he did that in his classes, not everyone would hate him then.
What kept him from smiling? Whatever it was, Hermione vowed to destroy it.
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"Ms. GRANGER!" a fifty year old screechy high voiced witch screamed at her.
Potions were indeed far worse with this lady, at least Snape knew what he was doing when he taught the class. This bat had no clue, and when Gwen tried pointing it out, look what she got.
"Until you graduate from Hogwarts with the highest marks in all of history, I will not accept your talk back. Fifty five points from Gryffindor!"
And another thing, at least when Snape constantly took away points, he was reasonable. This lady took the first high number in her head.
"I just though you ought to know, Lacewings are best brewed slowly, or they brittle and become useless, then your wasting materials, and the class has a better time of failing, simply because you taught them wrong."
"Detention Ms. Granger, now leave my sight!"
"Gladly!" and she stormed out.
But not before she heard, "Sixty seven points for impudence from Gryffindor!"
Snape wasn't in the class; Hermione had a good guess where he was if he didn't have to take the class from hell. It would be the same place she'd be. The library.
She walked in and smiled at the far younger Mrs. Prince. Whom nodded happily at her. Gwen then continued to walk over to the table Snape was sitting at. She walked up behind him and put her hands over his eyes. "Guess who?"
"Gwen." He whispered.
"Lucky guess."
"No, you're the only one who would have pissed off a teacher, specifically Bit, and this quick to be able to be here. So what did the bitch mess up this time?"
"Lacewings, she won't let them stoke!"
"Ahh, I too accused her of that, I'm out of the class period now, I'm just as good as the teacher now."
"Tutor me."
"What?"
"Tutor me." She repeated, knowing that she desperately wanted her old teacher back instead of the incubi that now taught.
"I'm sure you don't need tutoring." He looked at her oddly. "Why in heavens name would you request it?"
"Because if you tutor me in potions, then I can ask Dumbledore to allow me to come to you for potions class instead of being with Bit, so would you?"
Snape got the point. "Sure, would love to, but one problem, Bit must agree to it."
"She hates me, I'm sure if you talk with her that she'll agree to it."
"Alright, so first lesson." And he grabbed her potions book. "Polyjuice potions." He looked and scowled, and then stood up. "One sec."
He walked off into the potions section of the restricted section, after giving a quick nod to Prince. He then walked back with the same potions book Hermione used in her second year.
"Here are the ingredients, Ms. Granger," he said in an all important fashion that made Hermione laugh. Half hearted, it just sounded so weird. He started laughing too. "I don't sound too much like a teacher, do I?"
Madame Prince walked over. "Excuse me, but will the two of you be here every day doing lessons?"
Snape nodded, and Gwen thought it best to do so as well.
"Alright then, I don't have any other students in at this time, so you may make all the noises you desire, I figured that you should know you needn't be so quiet." And she left.
"cool," Snape said happily. Gwen gaped. Not only had Madame Prince said 'make all the noise you desire.' But Snape said cool. This was indeed odd. But, go with the flow they say.
"Yeah. Snape?"
"Severus."
"Severus," she said tasting the name as to take it in. "well, you should know, remember when you found out that I'm from a when?"
"Yeah, so?"
"I'm from the year 1997,"
Snape looked at her frightened. "So you're old enough to be my daughter?"
"Yep, that's about right, but I wasn't talking about that. You Severus Snape are the best mean Potions teacher in all of Hogwarts. Hands down."
"Really?"
"Really."
"So that's why you wanted me as your tutor."
"Kind of."
"What were the other reason slash reasons?"
"You are off during this class period, the only one off. I guess the other reason would be that I know I can learn from you. Imagine, me learning from lily, where would I get to?"
"Good point, plus I bet I know your study schedule."
"Its more then likely yours isn't it?"
"More then likely. Now back to Polyjuice potions, they take a month at least to brew and must be drunk on the hour every hour or the effects wear off."
Hermione was in bliss, just hearing her old teacher droning on about potions was enough to make her forget her homesickness for just an hour, but it was enough.
When Snape finished his first lecture, he found Hermione with her eyes shut. She was sleeping more than likely, was he that boring?
He was about to leave when he felt tugged back. "Don't stop."
"Does everyone sleep though my lectures normally?" he asked coldly.
"Never, too scared. Your worse then Bit for the simple reason that you know what you are talking about, and are reasonable in a scary way. But more importantly, it's because you're interesting, all the other teachers lecture, you teach. I'm sorry if I seemed asleep, I was just imagining that I was in your class again."
"I mustn't be that evil, if a Gryffindor like you misses my classes." He said sweetly.
Hermione burst out in tears. This shocked Snape to say the least, not knowing what else to do; he kneeled by her and held her.
"I want to be home so much, and there, you are part of what defines my home."
"Shhh. It's alright, you told Dumbledore right? He'll get you back somehow."
They stayed like that for a bit.
"How many rules am I breaking telling you all this?" she asked once she was calm enough to speak again.
"Ten."
"Take away points."
Snape was shocked yet again. "Your messed up you know that?"
"Just do it."
"Fine, but you realize that as a prefect, it will happen, and chances are you already have lost over a hundred points? Alright? Fine then, I," and he thought then started over. "I Professor Severus Snape here by take away fifteen points from Miss Hermione Granger's House."
"It's not the same, but thank you." And she drifted off into sleep.
Snape was about to bring her over to one of the couches, when she held onto him tighter. "Don't." she said in a groggy way. She was sleep talking, but he decided to humor her.
"Don't what?"
"Become a greasy haired evil death eater teacher."
Snape looked at her again. What on earth was a Death Eater? It didn't matter, he had to meet Lucius after potions, and he needed her to let go, so he decided that once he found out what a death eater was, he wouldn't become one. "I won't." and she smiled and let go.
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AN: ok Snape not a death eater? Is the future changing? Nope, you'll see why.
Read and Review.
Relena~