Taking Over Me
nihongogirl2003
Disclaimer: The characters aren't mine, they belong to J.K. Rowling. However, any students mentioned that you don't recognize are mine. The title isn't mine; I'm borrowing it from an Evanescence song.
Chapter 3: Some Explanations
After performing the locking charm, Hermione smiled to herself. The look on Snape's face had been priceless. She was going to enjoy this term as his assistant. He had probably gone straight to Dumbledore to complain. She walked to the bed and sat down. Immediately, a ginger ball of fur was on her lap, begging to be pet. Hermione complied, gently petting and scratching behind the cat's ears. "I missed Hogwarts. It's good to be back, isn't it Crookshanks?" The cat purred in response.
It had been a long time since she had last been in the Hogwarts castle. Seven years, to be exact. She was 24 now. Well, 25 if you factored in the year with the Time-Turner. A lot had happened since graduation. Voldemort had been defeated and killed. There was no chance he could ever come back again. It had taken an army of witches and wizards, herself and Professor Snape included. With Voldemort gone, the Death Eaters were put in Azkaban, many of them receiving the Dementor's Kiss within days of their arrival—Lucius Malfoy included. Sirius Black was commended for his help in bringing Voldemort down and was proven not guilty when Peter Pettigrew was captured by Arthur Weasley.
Taking down Voldemort had taken longer than anyone expected and she had been forced to postpone her further education for three years. Finally she went back to school and graduated with honors. Now, here she was, back at Hogwarts and about to student teach under Severus Snape.
She had to admit—he had always sort of been her favorite Hogwarts teacher. Even though he was constantly showing favoritism and yelling at her for helping Neville. There was something about the way he made her fight for approval. He didn't just applaud her because she answered one question correctly when no one else could. It made the class into a challenge and she loved challenges. Perhaps that was why she had chosen to work under him and become a potions mistress. Well, that and she had always found him somewhat attractive. That helped.
Crookshanks had fallen asleep as she sat thinking and she gently moved him onto the bed so she could get up. She transfigured her jeans and tank top into some pajamas, brushed her teeth and climbed into bed. Tomorrow will definitely be interesting.
A/N: Sorry for the shortness….the next one will be longer, I promise!
