Moment 3: Help
"Professor?" Hermione stood at Snape's desk as her classmates streamed out. "You wanted to speak to me?"
"Yes." He rubbed his nose. "Miss Granger. I need help."
"Is that so? Why not ask-" She stopped. She had wanted to repeat her words, but who was she to say would help him?
"Exactly, Miss Granger." He seemed resigned. "That is my problem. There is a potion I must brew. I need an extra pair of hands and an extra brain."
"Sir, I would be honored."
He nodded. She's happy, he thought. Damn her.
"Professor?" Hermione stood at Snape's desk as her classmates streamed out. "You wanted to speak to me?"
"Yes." He rubbed his nose. "Miss Granger. I need help."
"Is that so? Why not ask-" She stopped. She had wanted to repeat her words, but who was she to say would help him?
"Exactly, Miss Granger." He seemed resigned. "That is my problem. There is a potion I must brew. I need an extra pair of hands and an extra brain."
"Sir, I would be honored."
He nodded. She's happy, he thought. Damn her.
