Title: Turning Dark-- Fourth Installment
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own anything
Summary: Snape and Hermione fight, she wants him to admit his feelings.
A/N: I had a major writers block during of this, so if it sucks don't say I didn't warn you.
All of Hermione's time was spent down in the potion's dungeons, not because she had no free time, but by choice. She and Snape had become accustomed to each another. There was no longer the heated arguments. Of course, there were heated debates from time to time, but they were always constuctive and never concerning personal matters. Snape and Hermione were settled down in the study, as they were almost every night, "I'm going to be gone for the rest of the week. You will be teaching my classes, I have taken the liberty of creating lesson plans for you."
"Where are you going?"
"Albus, is sending me on vacation, he insist it is for my own good."
"He's probably right, you need to relax. Where are you going?"
"I'm not sure."
"Your leaving tomorrow and you don't know!?"
"No, I'm not the type who plans ahead, besides its not like I have to book a flight or anything."
"True. Where do you want to go?"
"I'm not sure, any suggestions?"
"Cuba?"
"It's too hot, and do I look like a beach bum to you?" Hermione laughed, "No. I guess Hawaii is out then?"
"Most defiantly."
"Well if you like cold...how about Greenland?"
"I like medium heat, not that hot or that cold."
"Hmmm, what about Canada? And before you say its too cold, their winter is basically over, and it was a mild one."
"Where in Canada do you propose I should go?" With out hesitating Hermione blurted out "Quebec, I have always wanted to go there." Snape raised an eyebrow, hmmm it would be like France right, just with English mixed in, "Fine, Quebec it is, seeing as how I don't have anywhere better to go. Now if you don't mind I'm going to pack, and speak to Albus before I leave."
Hermione sighed, she could take a hint, and walked back to her chambers. A whole week of teaching, that was great, but a whole week without Snape....that was kind of sad, she would have to uphold his dreadful potion class reputation well he was gone. The beginning of the day was very uneventful, only first years who were so scared of Snape that they wouldn't dare say anything in front of 'his' TA. But the last class of the day contained Mr. Barber, and his pack of Slytherins, this time there was no Snape to hide behind, she would have to stand up for her self, not take any crap from anybody. Nothing was happening, everyone was doing their work. Hermione was stalking around the room, trying to give her best Snape look. Barber raised his hand, Hermione sighed it was bound to happen. "What?"
"We never did decide when we should have that date."
"I do believe we closed this matter already."
"No, I never got to say how nice your as--" That was more than Hermione could handle, "As you recall you received a weeks detention last time--make it a months worth this time, and 25points will be taken from your house. And believe me Mr. Barber this is the LAST I ever want to hear about this matter. Class dismissed." Hermione waited for the class to empty, then barged into Snape's quarters, she had an urge to just scream, that boy must be related to Draco she thought. Hermione skipped dinner, stayed in the 'secret' room, and played--all her anger was relapsed through her hands, and traveled into her music. Hermione was exhausted, she dragged her self to her quarters and collapsed on her couch. When she looked up she noticed an owl, sitting patiently waiting for her to notice him. The letter was from Snape:
Hermione,
I hope school is well, and that my classes have behaved rightly...if not at least hold up my classes reputation for me. Montreal is good, the city is interesting. I've found a nice little piano bar near where I'm staying. Though I do feel rather guilty--leaving my potions, classes, and responsibilities. Please owl me any concerns. I should be back soon, I don't care what Albus says.
Severus
Hermione was too tired to run the message up to the owlery, and she didn't want to ruin his vacation with such a small problem as that wise mouth Barber. Snape found Hermione asleep in his study the following evening, he just watched her sleep for awhile before he decided to wake her up. "I'm back."
"Huh? Who--oh, I must have drifted off...."
"No matter, how was teaching?"
"Good, only one incident."
"Oh?"
"Nothing major, just a small inconvenience."
"If it was small you wouldn't have said anything, so out with it...what happened?"
"Barber."
"Did he--Arg! I'm going to strangle that boy."
"Relax, I gave him a months worth of detention and took away 25 house points."
"Still, it just makes me so damn angry."
"If I didn't know better I would say you were being protective of me Severus ."
"And if I was?"
"I would say that I can protect myself, and that I don't belong to anyone."
"Fine, but everyone can use some protection, at some point--usually when you don't think you need it." There was an award silence as Hermione thought about their 'relationship' sure they were close considering it was Snape....but they weren't close like most guys and girls. "Severus, you know what I want, you know that if you change your mind and want something more that I'm here, but you also must know that I might not always be here, so make up your mind before I no longer care about you." Hermione left it was though they were back at square one--back to fighting--why wouldn't he just accept things. There was an owl waiting for Hermione when she reached her rooms:
Dear,
Its not his fault, he's just stubborn and doesn't think he deserves anything good in life after what he has done. I'll see if he will take some advice from me or not. I hope he does, as a bit of joy would be good for both of you.
Yours Truly,
Albus
Hermione smiled, somethings never change. Albus always knew what was happening everywhere in the school, though she couldn't decide if that was a comforting fact or not.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own anything
Summary: Snape and Hermione fight, she wants him to admit his feelings.
A/N: I had a major writers block during of this, so if it sucks don't say I didn't warn you.
All of Hermione's time was spent down in the potion's dungeons, not because she had no free time, but by choice. She and Snape had become accustomed to each another. There was no longer the heated arguments. Of course, there were heated debates from time to time, but they were always constuctive and never concerning personal matters. Snape and Hermione were settled down in the study, as they were almost every night, "I'm going to be gone for the rest of the week. You will be teaching my classes, I have taken the liberty of creating lesson plans for you."
"Where are you going?"
"Albus, is sending me on vacation, he insist it is for my own good."
"He's probably right, you need to relax. Where are you going?"
"I'm not sure."
"Your leaving tomorrow and you don't know!?"
"No, I'm not the type who plans ahead, besides its not like I have to book a flight or anything."
"True. Where do you want to go?"
"I'm not sure, any suggestions?"
"Cuba?"
"It's too hot, and do I look like a beach bum to you?" Hermione laughed, "No. I guess Hawaii is out then?"
"Most defiantly."
"Well if you like cold...how about Greenland?"
"I like medium heat, not that hot or that cold."
"Hmmm, what about Canada? And before you say its too cold, their winter is basically over, and it was a mild one."
"Where in Canada do you propose I should go?" With out hesitating Hermione blurted out "Quebec, I have always wanted to go there." Snape raised an eyebrow, hmmm it would be like France right, just with English mixed in, "Fine, Quebec it is, seeing as how I don't have anywhere better to go. Now if you don't mind I'm going to pack, and speak to Albus before I leave."
Hermione sighed, she could take a hint, and walked back to her chambers. A whole week of teaching, that was great, but a whole week without Snape....that was kind of sad, she would have to uphold his dreadful potion class reputation well he was gone. The beginning of the day was very uneventful, only first years who were so scared of Snape that they wouldn't dare say anything in front of 'his' TA. But the last class of the day contained Mr. Barber, and his pack of Slytherins, this time there was no Snape to hide behind, she would have to stand up for her self, not take any crap from anybody. Nothing was happening, everyone was doing their work. Hermione was stalking around the room, trying to give her best Snape look. Barber raised his hand, Hermione sighed it was bound to happen. "What?"
"We never did decide when we should have that date."
"I do believe we closed this matter already."
"No, I never got to say how nice your as--" That was more than Hermione could handle, "As you recall you received a weeks detention last time--make it a months worth this time, and 25points will be taken from your house. And believe me Mr. Barber this is the LAST I ever want to hear about this matter. Class dismissed." Hermione waited for the class to empty, then barged into Snape's quarters, she had an urge to just scream, that boy must be related to Draco she thought. Hermione skipped dinner, stayed in the 'secret' room, and played--all her anger was relapsed through her hands, and traveled into her music. Hermione was exhausted, she dragged her self to her quarters and collapsed on her couch. When she looked up she noticed an owl, sitting patiently waiting for her to notice him. The letter was from Snape:
Hermione,
I hope school is well, and that my classes have behaved rightly...if not at least hold up my classes reputation for me. Montreal is good, the city is interesting. I've found a nice little piano bar near where I'm staying. Though I do feel rather guilty--leaving my potions, classes, and responsibilities. Please owl me any concerns. I should be back soon, I don't care what Albus says.
Severus
Hermione was too tired to run the message up to the owlery, and she didn't want to ruin his vacation with such a small problem as that wise mouth Barber. Snape found Hermione asleep in his study the following evening, he just watched her sleep for awhile before he decided to wake her up. "I'm back."
"Huh? Who--oh, I must have drifted off...."
"No matter, how was teaching?"
"Good, only one incident."
"Oh?"
"Nothing major, just a small inconvenience."
"If it was small you wouldn't have said anything, so out with it...what happened?"
"Barber."
"Did he--Arg! I'm going to strangle that boy."
"Relax, I gave him a months worth of detention and took away 25 house points."
"Still, it just makes me so damn angry."
"If I didn't know better I would say you were being protective of me Severus ."
"And if I was?"
"I would say that I can protect myself, and that I don't belong to anyone."
"Fine, but everyone can use some protection, at some point--usually when you don't think you need it." There was an award silence as Hermione thought about their 'relationship' sure they were close considering it was Snape....but they weren't close like most guys and girls. "Severus, you know what I want, you know that if you change your mind and want something more that I'm here, but you also must know that I might not always be here, so make up your mind before I no longer care about you." Hermione left it was though they were back at square one--back to fighting--why wouldn't he just accept things. There was an owl waiting for Hermione when she reached her rooms:
Dear,
Its not his fault, he's just stubborn and doesn't think he deserves anything good in life after what he has done. I'll see if he will take some advice from me or not. I hope he does, as a bit of joy would be good for both of you.
Yours Truly,
Albus
Hermione smiled, somethings never change. Albus always knew what was happening everywhere in the school, though she couldn't decide if that was a comforting fact or not.