*A/N: something horrible has happened, one of my friends snuck up and stole
my folder where all the rough drafts of the chapters were and read this
chapter. Yes, I did about die. People I know aren't supposed to read this!
So if you happen to know me please for the love of go walk away! ^_^ Yes I
was horribly embarrassed. Hmm, studying for exams and such are taking up
time so this chapter took a bit of time to put up, sorry! Thanks to all my
reviewers and I supposed I would just shout out to Potions Mistress my 50th
reviewer. Oh and its not that I hate Harry or Ron, its just I love it when
good characters go bad XP*
9
He looked down at the girl, her body moving with each small breath in her sleep. He watched her lie there dreaming a dreamless sleep knowing she was too far asleep to even notice him there. Gods, she was beautiful. Her brunette hair spread across the pillow, her face silent and peaceful. He transfigured silently next to her bed. His 8 legs slowly molding back into the original 2 arms and 2 legs, and his hair growing back into its unkempt mop. He smiled a sad smile, for she was still asleep.
He wanted to hold her so badly, just feel her lay happily in in his arms. He would apologize for himself. Of course secretly saying that next time it would be so much pleasurable for the both of them. And he would say how strong she was. How she needed not anyone else in the world but him, and he needed no one but her. Then they could go off together and forget all the past events that had torn them apart.
Harry Potter leaned over and placed a small tender kiss upon Hermione's lip brushing his hand over her temple. Giving a smile at the thought of maybe she enjoyed that, in her heart of hearts. Her heart he knew in which she loved him. Harry transformed back into his spider form and walked out of the room recalling her, not to mention hoping Lee hadn't noticed he was gone. But then again Lee had never noticed before.
Harry had been secretly visiting his love since the school year had started. That's what she was, his love. And as far as he was concerned she was destined to have him, no matter how long she denied it. Just like she had denied the fact she hadn't loved the first time he had told her he loved her, in a way that a brother can never love a sister. He knew she liked the night when Ron was gone, the night he showed her how much he loved her. He thought of how many times he heard of bondage stories. And how the ladies loved them. And Hermione was just putting on an act, pretending that she didn't.
Harry finally came up to the boy's 7th year dormitory and transformed back falling into his bed. He surveyed the room. Semus was out tonight with his girl friend. Neville was sleeping like the good boy he was. Lee was asleep having some sort of nightmare by the sound of it.... And then there was the empty bed, Ron's old bed.
Harry inwardly chuckled at how disturbed Ron had been when Harry said Sirius had taught him how to become an animgus. Oh and that Harry had chosen to become a spider. Ron was such a sissy sometimes. Hermione needed a bigger man then that. Harry could be her bigger man. So when Ron ran away he thought that he could finally get his chance. Now all he had to do was wait. She would give in eventually. He would make her see that. Harry stopped his thoughts at this and drifted into a sleep. With only the sadistic smile on his face.
...
Severus was growing more anxious as the days went on. Easter break had started and the students had thinned out, therefore he was beginning to feel as though he hadn't yelled at a kid in ages. Neville, evidentially, had gone to his aunt's. All the better, the less the students the less the possibility anyone would find out about the fact that a certain professor was going to be the Easter bunny for Hogwarts... unless if Hermione told. She better not tell. He knew she couldn't actually, if she told he could tell. Severus remembered how she had found out the Easter bunny thing in the first place...
"Write this down," Severus had called across to her. They were working after dinner on the Saturday. Hermione looked at the sheet of parchment. So far only he had done the writing. But he had his hands full right now. "Use birch roots not bark. Or otherwise those cheapskates at the ministry will destroy the potion and try and say I was trying to kill them. A complete idiots..." He was rambling wasn't he? Ah. Well, what what was she doing? Looking at a piece of parchment sitting besides the notes. He heard a faint squeak of laughter. "Hermione, did you write it down?" He gave a glare but she wasn't looking at him.
"Oh, yes, of course," She choked up the words, she had a lot of nerve that girl. Stupid Gryffindor nerve. Which of course must have been why the next few out of her mouth were so blatantly stupid, no stupid wouldn't be the 'correct' Gryffindor term for it. It would have been counted courageous, i though we all know that means secretly dumb /i Severus couldn't help but thinking. "I have it all written down right here, next to the well wishes for the Easter bunny."
He could see Hermione bit her lip though smiling. Stupid girl, why did she have to be so damned sneaky. Not like he didn't leave it out in plan sight. But, that was only because she wasn't supposed to be focusing on anything other then teh work. And she wasn't supposed to have enough nerve even if she did see it to mention she saw it. At least to him! Severus didn't know how to react to a student who was not terribly afraid of him. It just had never came up before. Except with Voldemort, and Dumbledore, but they were not students. Just act cool Severus, if you freak she will know...
"What are you talking about Hermione?"He said it with such venom he could see Hermione straiten up a bit, but she evidently not totally defrayed from her original intent.
"Oh, not much, just the fact Dumbledore is evidently mistaken in thinking that you, Professor, is going to be the Easter bunny." Hermione held up the note that Severus had read earlier. Why had he taken it out of his pocket... wait did it even say he was the Easter bunny on it? He was relatively sure it didn't. OK you can still play dumb Severus, he told himself.
"I still haven't the faintest idea what you are talking about." He swore he saw Hermione roll her eyes. She best not get smart with him. If she had no evidence then he was in the clear. And what would he do to punish her? Like giving her a detention would be that effective now. The punishment for Hermione was left to be not thought though because she didn't need one reading the subject of the note written on the top of it.
"To Severus" Hermione said clearly, but still taking the time to clear her throat before continuing "Regarding Easter bunny issues." Severus couldn't believe he hadn't seen that... he silenced her before she could continue. He knew the rest of the note. Ack, now it was no use pretending it was not him.
"Do you have a problem with that Hermione?" He raised a questioning eyebrow at the girl who set the note carefully down.
"No, not at all Severus. It just seems that you the type of guy who might jump at the opportunity to be the Easter bunny." He had to agree with her on this. The fact was that he had slowly backed away from the opportunity, his error though might be said that he did not keep close eye contact with the opportunity before he was fully out of its reach. And it had attacked him a bit off guard. He was a bit overanalyzing the situation wasn't he?
"Yes well the headmaster does have his ways." Severus managed to grumble back to Hermione.
"So let me get this straight, you will some how dress up," Hermione started off clearly on a rampage to push Snape over the edge, at least that was what his mind was telling him.
"Transfigured actually." Severus cut in, thinking of Hermione considering him in a bunny costume, some how was a bit disturbing.
"Ok, transfigured into a bunny and hop all over the school, delivering sweets and brightly colored eggs to the student body?" Hermione finished and Severus let out a long sigh.
"Maybe." he said it grudgingly. Hermione sat trying to hold down a snigger. Severus shook his head, glad his hair fell into his face to cover up the fact he was smiling too. The stupidity of the entire situation actually pretty funny now that he stopped to think about it.
"Have you not come to terms with it yet?" Hermione said her voice evidently showing her amusement. Severus pulled his wits together to mumble back in his normal angry way, though he was pretty sure Hermione had already seen him smiling. Damn.
"Perhaps it's best if we not bring this up again." She nodded and they had gotten back to work, Hermione finally scribbling down the instructions he had told her but a minute ago to do.
Perhaps that was way Severus felt rather apprehensive about not following his own advice in bringing it up again. So as hopped away from the basket he knew Hermione might make a bit of a terrible giggling ruckus when she read the note he had left in her basket. Just thinking of him like this was worth the price of some sort of admission price. Damn that Dumbledore.
...
bHermione,
Need to see you about the potion.
The fricken Easter bunny/b
Now if you were Hermione you would have bust out laughing. Lavender was prancing around on a sugar high and you just got a letter from the 'Fricken Easter bunny.' But Hermione had more control then that, she knew that Lavender would want to know why she was laughing. And that she would also be thinking many of thought such as... ISee Severus again? He wouldn't be reconsidering withdrawing his statement of not telling anyone now would he? Oh god please don' or maybe..." And right about then she would violently tell her mind to stop and that she needn't not think about any professor in a 'wee bit more then friendly' way.
Okay, so she burst out laughing.
But actually it was easier that way, because right at that moment Ginny and Neville walked in. Neville looking slightly disgruntled in his pink rabbit ear headband. It was better that way because Hermione didn't have that much time to worry about seeing Severus. What he will do, say, what she will wear? Though I'm sure the anticipation was just killing her. Just like that spider sitting on the windowsill was killing her. Its glare boring into her. It wsa right then that she saw him out of the corner of her eye.
Harry Potter, in his animigus form. She involuntary shuddered. She knew he had watched her from time to time, keeping a tab on her. It scared the hell out of her. She quickly shoved the note into her robe pocket seeing that Ginny was approaching with some more of her insane bunny headband things.
"Ravishing" Ginny giggled after setting the headband on Hermione's head. She laughed in return. Hermione forced her mind away from the spider. Unfortunately it fell straight back onto the potions master. She could show Severus the headband and see what he thought. If he thought ravishing she didn't know what she would do. Her brain fluttered t other thought of Severus muttering that she looked ravishing and how she would blush so bad. But of course the world would implode if that happened anyhow because he would never do such a thing as that.
"Lavender?" Hermione glanced down at her own basket. Her senses were telling her Harry had left while she was day dreaming. That was definitely a good thing. The fact that he was watching her creeped her out to no degree. She had always told herself not to think about it. Not to think about the fact that the kid who raped her and threatened to kill her family kept such a close eye on her. He was disgusting.
"Hmm?" Lavender turned to Hermione bouncing from the pile of sugar she just dumped into her mouth.
"Don't, eat all my sweets, I got to go." Hermione chirped it out trying to sound all happy and that no one should question the fact that she was going to be going someplace away from them, her friends, for Easter morning. She felt bad about it. She shouldn't leave her friends on Easter morning. But then again she got to see them any day. Plus she had an excuse to go see Severus. Didn't she already establish that he was her friend anyhow? So what was all this guit for?
"Where? I mean what, you don't want to leave us, do you?!" Lavender gave her some big pleading eyes. Hermione shrugged, then catching the fact that her face had gone down a bit, she forced a smile on. Of course it was right then she noticed right about then that Harry was standing on her bedside table. Hell, she needed to get out of here now.
"Oh, no, you know I love hanging out with you all but I need to get some work done."
"ITS EASTER!" Neville said outraged as Hermione dashed towards the door. She felt really bad now. She hated to leave her friends, but she wanted to get away from Harry so bad. She could feel his stare. He probably caught on that she knew he was there. Oh gods;
"And she's Hermione." Hermione head Lavender reply to Neville. Some one pulling her back now, her arm, was being dragged in the opposite direction. If it were Harry she would just die. She knew it was him. He would know that she was helpless right now by the way she had run. Hell she was still in her night robes. It would be rather difficult explaining that to Severus. But so would this encounter. She had a mental image of herself crying into his arms telling him all the details of that wretched boy. Hermione brought her gaze up to Harry, lip bit, and slightly whimpering.
"Hermione, now I know something is wrong." She was looking into that concerned gaze of Ginny. Hermione let out a small sigh at her friend's worried expression, though Goosebumps spreading across her because of the relief of it not being him. She looked at Ginny who was carrying Hermione robes, the reason why she had stopped her. "I'm not giving them to you till you tell me."
Ginny knew Hermione's thought process, she was looking at the robes, so therefore she wanted the robes and then would walk away. No, Ginny had to know what was going on. Hermione had just whimpered. There was something seriously wrong. Ginny was going to find out. She had to. Or else her friend was going to keep it all to herself. Of course if Ginny knew that Hermione wanted to just run to Professor Snape and tell him what she was terrified of, Ginny wouldn't have known what to do.
"Harry is a spider animugus." Hermione breathed up to her friends, wary to say anything in the stairwell, they echoed, and Harry was going to be coming down this way soon. She watched Ginny's eyes widen in response. Hermione nodded taking the robes out of Ginny's now unminded hands and continued dashing down the stairs until she reached her head girl's bathroom.
Ginny walked silently up the stairs. Still processing Hermione's words, Harry had been watching them. Or more precisely he had been watching Hermione. Ginny was afraid for Hermione. Why had Hermione never told her this before? That person could have been around them so many times. It was scary. What the heck was his problem? Why had he done such a horrible thing to Hermione?
It was Hermione's thought, as she knocked on the potions' door that Ginny would never have to sit through the story she had told Severus. The one that told why Harry had done such a horrible thing to Hermione. She was pretty sure that if Ginny's expectations of Ron had already been dashed in him running away, then hearing how he assisted in killing a person would not bring him greater tidings.
"Come in." came the bark from within the door as Hermione walked out of the cold room, telling herself to leave her thoughts behind. As much as she didn't want to tell Ginny of Harry killing a man she didn't want to tell Severus of Harry raping her. She was happy enough just seeing him look up at her, the lips on his mouth turning up just so much that Hermione could see it.
"Hermione, I didn't expect you to come right down..." Severus was happy she was there, 2 minuets ago he was reading a potions magazine that he had already read twice and being rather bored. His thoughts might have been occasionally drifting up to think of Hermione. She was running through his thought process, but then again he didn't see to many people that much, and Hermione had been around him a lot. That must be why he was thinking of her a lot these days. And now she was finally here. No, not finally, he hadn't wanted to see her for that long. Only since the last time they talked. No, Severus screamed to his mind, he had not been wanting to talk to her, just... ah! Severus gave up.
"Oh, yeah, well every one was hyper up at the tower and I figured it wouldn't be that way down here." Hermione smiled at him, he was getting up and walking towards her holding a little necklace. Wait, he was giving her jewelry? Oh, Hermione felt her brain scream 'he likes you' when trying to listen to his words, the fact that he was instructing her to lift her hair so he could put it on her was not helping the lest bit at all.
"Its a portkey, when the ministry wants us they will activate it." Severus slid it around her neck Hermione feeling his touch barely fall on the back of her neck but it was so nice. She should shut up now though. It was a portkey, not all that special. Which lead to another question, why did the ministry want them?
"Why do they want me? It's about the potion right?" Severus put his hands back down at his sides against his own will. If he was a man he would have seized the opportunity and kissed that lovely neck of her's. But what was he saying she would have came back up and smacked him because he was a professor and that she hated him. Oh, and he didn't want her, remember?
"Oh, yes, on next Wednesday the ministry will call us down and we will have a presentation on the potion. Dumbledore volunteered you to come along, so I've given you the part in which you will talk about how the potion is made, considering you know you know how to do that. And I'll do everything else." Hermione looked up at him, rather bewildered
"You want me to skip classes?" Hermione said slowly though trying understanding it. The N.E.W.T.s were so close and all and he, a teacher, wanted her to skip classes. Severus handed her a pile of notes that he had been taking while making the potion.
"Please?" He said please?! Hermione mind screamed. No that was not normal! No, now I can't say no. It would be rude. But what about school? But I'll be with Severus. Hermione's mind kept listing off the random thoughts as she vaguely recognized herself nodding.
"Good." Severus had been starting to seriously worry if she was going to say no or something. Not that he couldn't do it with out her, it would just be... nice. "The notes for the potion are in there. I already sent a stupid 'for the nitwits at the ministry' version to them so you can keep those. And you'll get big points to help get into a university for going through with this Hermione"
"Erm, okay" Hermione clutched the notes ting to take in the string of instructions. "See you on Wednesday?" She didn't want to run off quite yet but she realized she had to write this speech thing by Wednesday. She needed more time! The student in her was magnetically pulling her towards the library.
"Yes see you then." Severus watched Hermione scuttle out the door looking as though the world was about to end. She didn't look to be the type to procrastinate much, this was going o be a new-ish experience for her. He was looking forward to Wednesday immensely. He didn't want to let himself think much about why he was looking forward to it so much.
9
He looked down at the girl, her body moving with each small breath in her sleep. He watched her lie there dreaming a dreamless sleep knowing she was too far asleep to even notice him there. Gods, she was beautiful. Her brunette hair spread across the pillow, her face silent and peaceful. He transfigured silently next to her bed. His 8 legs slowly molding back into the original 2 arms and 2 legs, and his hair growing back into its unkempt mop. He smiled a sad smile, for she was still asleep.
He wanted to hold her so badly, just feel her lay happily in in his arms. He would apologize for himself. Of course secretly saying that next time it would be so much pleasurable for the both of them. And he would say how strong she was. How she needed not anyone else in the world but him, and he needed no one but her. Then they could go off together and forget all the past events that had torn them apart.
Harry Potter leaned over and placed a small tender kiss upon Hermione's lip brushing his hand over her temple. Giving a smile at the thought of maybe she enjoyed that, in her heart of hearts. Her heart he knew in which she loved him. Harry transformed back into his spider form and walked out of the room recalling her, not to mention hoping Lee hadn't noticed he was gone. But then again Lee had never noticed before.
Harry had been secretly visiting his love since the school year had started. That's what she was, his love. And as far as he was concerned she was destined to have him, no matter how long she denied it. Just like she had denied the fact she hadn't loved the first time he had told her he loved her, in a way that a brother can never love a sister. He knew she liked the night when Ron was gone, the night he showed her how much he loved her. He thought of how many times he heard of bondage stories. And how the ladies loved them. And Hermione was just putting on an act, pretending that she didn't.
Harry finally came up to the boy's 7th year dormitory and transformed back falling into his bed. He surveyed the room. Semus was out tonight with his girl friend. Neville was sleeping like the good boy he was. Lee was asleep having some sort of nightmare by the sound of it.... And then there was the empty bed, Ron's old bed.
Harry inwardly chuckled at how disturbed Ron had been when Harry said Sirius had taught him how to become an animgus. Oh and that Harry had chosen to become a spider. Ron was such a sissy sometimes. Hermione needed a bigger man then that. Harry could be her bigger man. So when Ron ran away he thought that he could finally get his chance. Now all he had to do was wait. She would give in eventually. He would make her see that. Harry stopped his thoughts at this and drifted into a sleep. With only the sadistic smile on his face.
...
Severus was growing more anxious as the days went on. Easter break had started and the students had thinned out, therefore he was beginning to feel as though he hadn't yelled at a kid in ages. Neville, evidentially, had gone to his aunt's. All the better, the less the students the less the possibility anyone would find out about the fact that a certain professor was going to be the Easter bunny for Hogwarts... unless if Hermione told. She better not tell. He knew she couldn't actually, if she told he could tell. Severus remembered how she had found out the Easter bunny thing in the first place...
"Write this down," Severus had called across to her. They were working after dinner on the Saturday. Hermione looked at the sheet of parchment. So far only he had done the writing. But he had his hands full right now. "Use birch roots not bark. Or otherwise those cheapskates at the ministry will destroy the potion and try and say I was trying to kill them. A complete idiots..." He was rambling wasn't he? Ah. Well, what what was she doing? Looking at a piece of parchment sitting besides the notes. He heard a faint squeak of laughter. "Hermione, did you write it down?" He gave a glare but she wasn't looking at him.
"Oh, yes, of course," She choked up the words, she had a lot of nerve that girl. Stupid Gryffindor nerve. Which of course must have been why the next few out of her mouth were so blatantly stupid, no stupid wouldn't be the 'correct' Gryffindor term for it. It would have been counted courageous, i though we all know that means secretly dumb /i Severus couldn't help but thinking. "I have it all written down right here, next to the well wishes for the Easter bunny."
He could see Hermione bit her lip though smiling. Stupid girl, why did she have to be so damned sneaky. Not like he didn't leave it out in plan sight. But, that was only because she wasn't supposed to be focusing on anything other then teh work. And she wasn't supposed to have enough nerve even if she did see it to mention she saw it. At least to him! Severus didn't know how to react to a student who was not terribly afraid of him. It just had never came up before. Except with Voldemort, and Dumbledore, but they were not students. Just act cool Severus, if you freak she will know...
"What are you talking about Hermione?"He said it with such venom he could see Hermione straiten up a bit, but she evidently not totally defrayed from her original intent.
"Oh, not much, just the fact Dumbledore is evidently mistaken in thinking that you, Professor, is going to be the Easter bunny." Hermione held up the note that Severus had read earlier. Why had he taken it out of his pocket... wait did it even say he was the Easter bunny on it? He was relatively sure it didn't. OK you can still play dumb Severus, he told himself.
"I still haven't the faintest idea what you are talking about." He swore he saw Hermione roll her eyes. She best not get smart with him. If she had no evidence then he was in the clear. And what would he do to punish her? Like giving her a detention would be that effective now. The punishment for Hermione was left to be not thought though because she didn't need one reading the subject of the note written on the top of it.
"To Severus" Hermione said clearly, but still taking the time to clear her throat before continuing "Regarding Easter bunny issues." Severus couldn't believe he hadn't seen that... he silenced her before she could continue. He knew the rest of the note. Ack, now it was no use pretending it was not him.
"Do you have a problem with that Hermione?" He raised a questioning eyebrow at the girl who set the note carefully down.
"No, not at all Severus. It just seems that you the type of guy who might jump at the opportunity to be the Easter bunny." He had to agree with her on this. The fact was that he had slowly backed away from the opportunity, his error though might be said that he did not keep close eye contact with the opportunity before he was fully out of its reach. And it had attacked him a bit off guard. He was a bit overanalyzing the situation wasn't he?
"Yes well the headmaster does have his ways." Severus managed to grumble back to Hermione.
"So let me get this straight, you will some how dress up," Hermione started off clearly on a rampage to push Snape over the edge, at least that was what his mind was telling him.
"Transfigured actually." Severus cut in, thinking of Hermione considering him in a bunny costume, some how was a bit disturbing.
"Ok, transfigured into a bunny and hop all over the school, delivering sweets and brightly colored eggs to the student body?" Hermione finished and Severus let out a long sigh.
"Maybe." he said it grudgingly. Hermione sat trying to hold down a snigger. Severus shook his head, glad his hair fell into his face to cover up the fact he was smiling too. The stupidity of the entire situation actually pretty funny now that he stopped to think about it.
"Have you not come to terms with it yet?" Hermione said her voice evidently showing her amusement. Severus pulled his wits together to mumble back in his normal angry way, though he was pretty sure Hermione had already seen him smiling. Damn.
"Perhaps it's best if we not bring this up again." She nodded and they had gotten back to work, Hermione finally scribbling down the instructions he had told her but a minute ago to do.
Perhaps that was way Severus felt rather apprehensive about not following his own advice in bringing it up again. So as hopped away from the basket he knew Hermione might make a bit of a terrible giggling ruckus when she read the note he had left in her basket. Just thinking of him like this was worth the price of some sort of admission price. Damn that Dumbledore.
...
bHermione,
Need to see you about the potion.
The fricken Easter bunny/b
Now if you were Hermione you would have bust out laughing. Lavender was prancing around on a sugar high and you just got a letter from the 'Fricken Easter bunny.' But Hermione had more control then that, she knew that Lavender would want to know why she was laughing. And that she would also be thinking many of thought such as... ISee Severus again? He wouldn't be reconsidering withdrawing his statement of not telling anyone now would he? Oh god please don' or maybe..." And right about then she would violently tell her mind to stop and that she needn't not think about any professor in a 'wee bit more then friendly' way.
Okay, so she burst out laughing.
But actually it was easier that way, because right at that moment Ginny and Neville walked in. Neville looking slightly disgruntled in his pink rabbit ear headband. It was better that way because Hermione didn't have that much time to worry about seeing Severus. What he will do, say, what she will wear? Though I'm sure the anticipation was just killing her. Just like that spider sitting on the windowsill was killing her. Its glare boring into her. It wsa right then that she saw him out of the corner of her eye.
Harry Potter, in his animigus form. She involuntary shuddered. She knew he had watched her from time to time, keeping a tab on her. It scared the hell out of her. She quickly shoved the note into her robe pocket seeing that Ginny was approaching with some more of her insane bunny headband things.
"Ravishing" Ginny giggled after setting the headband on Hermione's head. She laughed in return. Hermione forced her mind away from the spider. Unfortunately it fell straight back onto the potions master. She could show Severus the headband and see what he thought. If he thought ravishing she didn't know what she would do. Her brain fluttered t other thought of Severus muttering that she looked ravishing and how she would blush so bad. But of course the world would implode if that happened anyhow because he would never do such a thing as that.
"Lavender?" Hermione glanced down at her own basket. Her senses were telling her Harry had left while she was day dreaming. That was definitely a good thing. The fact that he was watching her creeped her out to no degree. She had always told herself not to think about it. Not to think about the fact that the kid who raped her and threatened to kill her family kept such a close eye on her. He was disgusting.
"Hmm?" Lavender turned to Hermione bouncing from the pile of sugar she just dumped into her mouth.
"Don't, eat all my sweets, I got to go." Hermione chirped it out trying to sound all happy and that no one should question the fact that she was going to be going someplace away from them, her friends, for Easter morning. She felt bad about it. She shouldn't leave her friends on Easter morning. But then again she got to see them any day. Plus she had an excuse to go see Severus. Didn't she already establish that he was her friend anyhow? So what was all this guit for?
"Where? I mean what, you don't want to leave us, do you?!" Lavender gave her some big pleading eyes. Hermione shrugged, then catching the fact that her face had gone down a bit, she forced a smile on. Of course it was right then she noticed right about then that Harry was standing on her bedside table. Hell, she needed to get out of here now.
"Oh, no, you know I love hanging out with you all but I need to get some work done."
"ITS EASTER!" Neville said outraged as Hermione dashed towards the door. She felt really bad now. She hated to leave her friends, but she wanted to get away from Harry so bad. She could feel his stare. He probably caught on that she knew he was there. Oh gods;
"And she's Hermione." Hermione head Lavender reply to Neville. Some one pulling her back now, her arm, was being dragged in the opposite direction. If it were Harry she would just die. She knew it was him. He would know that she was helpless right now by the way she had run. Hell she was still in her night robes. It would be rather difficult explaining that to Severus. But so would this encounter. She had a mental image of herself crying into his arms telling him all the details of that wretched boy. Hermione brought her gaze up to Harry, lip bit, and slightly whimpering.
"Hermione, now I know something is wrong." She was looking into that concerned gaze of Ginny. Hermione let out a small sigh at her friend's worried expression, though Goosebumps spreading across her because of the relief of it not being him. She looked at Ginny who was carrying Hermione robes, the reason why she had stopped her. "I'm not giving them to you till you tell me."
Ginny knew Hermione's thought process, she was looking at the robes, so therefore she wanted the robes and then would walk away. No, Ginny had to know what was going on. Hermione had just whimpered. There was something seriously wrong. Ginny was going to find out. She had to. Or else her friend was going to keep it all to herself. Of course if Ginny knew that Hermione wanted to just run to Professor Snape and tell him what she was terrified of, Ginny wouldn't have known what to do.
"Harry is a spider animugus." Hermione breathed up to her friends, wary to say anything in the stairwell, they echoed, and Harry was going to be coming down this way soon. She watched Ginny's eyes widen in response. Hermione nodded taking the robes out of Ginny's now unminded hands and continued dashing down the stairs until she reached her head girl's bathroom.
Ginny walked silently up the stairs. Still processing Hermione's words, Harry had been watching them. Or more precisely he had been watching Hermione. Ginny was afraid for Hermione. Why had Hermione never told her this before? That person could have been around them so many times. It was scary. What the heck was his problem? Why had he done such a horrible thing to Hermione?
It was Hermione's thought, as she knocked on the potions' door that Ginny would never have to sit through the story she had told Severus. The one that told why Harry had done such a horrible thing to Hermione. She was pretty sure that if Ginny's expectations of Ron had already been dashed in him running away, then hearing how he assisted in killing a person would not bring him greater tidings.
"Come in." came the bark from within the door as Hermione walked out of the cold room, telling herself to leave her thoughts behind. As much as she didn't want to tell Ginny of Harry killing a man she didn't want to tell Severus of Harry raping her. She was happy enough just seeing him look up at her, the lips on his mouth turning up just so much that Hermione could see it.
"Hermione, I didn't expect you to come right down..." Severus was happy she was there, 2 minuets ago he was reading a potions magazine that he had already read twice and being rather bored. His thoughts might have been occasionally drifting up to think of Hermione. She was running through his thought process, but then again he didn't see to many people that much, and Hermione had been around him a lot. That must be why he was thinking of her a lot these days. And now she was finally here. No, not finally, he hadn't wanted to see her for that long. Only since the last time they talked. No, Severus screamed to his mind, he had not been wanting to talk to her, just... ah! Severus gave up.
"Oh, yeah, well every one was hyper up at the tower and I figured it wouldn't be that way down here." Hermione smiled at him, he was getting up and walking towards her holding a little necklace. Wait, he was giving her jewelry? Oh, Hermione felt her brain scream 'he likes you' when trying to listen to his words, the fact that he was instructing her to lift her hair so he could put it on her was not helping the lest bit at all.
"Its a portkey, when the ministry wants us they will activate it." Severus slid it around her neck Hermione feeling his touch barely fall on the back of her neck but it was so nice. She should shut up now though. It was a portkey, not all that special. Which lead to another question, why did the ministry want them?
"Why do they want me? It's about the potion right?" Severus put his hands back down at his sides against his own will. If he was a man he would have seized the opportunity and kissed that lovely neck of her's. But what was he saying she would have came back up and smacked him because he was a professor and that she hated him. Oh, and he didn't want her, remember?
"Oh, yes, on next Wednesday the ministry will call us down and we will have a presentation on the potion. Dumbledore volunteered you to come along, so I've given you the part in which you will talk about how the potion is made, considering you know you know how to do that. And I'll do everything else." Hermione looked up at him, rather bewildered
"You want me to skip classes?" Hermione said slowly though trying understanding it. The N.E.W.T.s were so close and all and he, a teacher, wanted her to skip classes. Severus handed her a pile of notes that he had been taking while making the potion.
"Please?" He said please?! Hermione mind screamed. No that was not normal! No, now I can't say no. It would be rude. But what about school? But I'll be with Severus. Hermione's mind kept listing off the random thoughts as she vaguely recognized herself nodding.
"Good." Severus had been starting to seriously worry if she was going to say no or something. Not that he couldn't do it with out her, it would just be... nice. "The notes for the potion are in there. I already sent a stupid 'for the nitwits at the ministry' version to them so you can keep those. And you'll get big points to help get into a university for going through with this Hermione"
"Erm, okay" Hermione clutched the notes ting to take in the string of instructions. "See you on Wednesday?" She didn't want to run off quite yet but she realized she had to write this speech thing by Wednesday. She needed more time! The student in her was magnetically pulling her towards the library.
"Yes see you then." Severus watched Hermione scuttle out the door looking as though the world was about to end. She didn't look to be the type to procrastinate much, this was going o be a new-ish experience for her. He was looking forward to Wednesday immensely. He didn't want to let himself think much about why he was looking forward to it so much.