Potions Master Down
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By Mae Noelle
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Disclaimer -- I don't own a thing. In this story. Nope, though it is brilliantly written to fool you all, this actually belongs to a more brilliant author, JKR, to whom I am indebted with my life. All praise JKR!
Summary -- Yes, my gosh, this IS just waaay too cliché. Cute, but cliché. I won't tell you any of the particulars, as I add my own twists and particularly grammatically correct things to this. (not to mention I add proper punctuation! And spelling!! Woot! Aren't you just exciiited!!) But, it is a cute romance story, between. drum roll, please.. Hermione and Sevvie! Yes! If you are surprised, and did not come to this story by putting in 'Hermione' and 'Severus' in the matching couple boxes, then don't worry - this ain't one of the usual Herm/Sev fics. This one happy- fies all couple-goers. All the Sev/Herm people like it, cause it is Sev/Herm. And people that don't like Sev/Herm don't like it because he is an old, greasy middle aged professor, and she is a bushy haired grade school know it all. (Just kidding! Really!) So everyone will be happy by this one. And if you know me, I love, love, love bringing Snape and Hermione together under the weirdest of circumstances, so you can be sure it is good.
Authors Note -- Weeee!!!! I think this is the quickest I think I have ever finish one chapter, and then actually go straight to the next - and actually start and do more then one paragraph in the next chapter! Two chapters in one day! Go me! Go me!! Not posted on the same day, of course, but. Go Ducky, my bestest muse, who hasn't done ANYTHING so far to this story, (my best present from her yet!)
-- Few months later, btw. Four, five, six? Half way through the year! Yah! Sounds good to me.
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Chapter two
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Hermione dropped the last of her vinegar roots into her potion, and was careful to not stir up the stationary liquid in her hot red cauldron.
She looked down fondly at her sparkling green potion, where she hoped that perfect little golden nuggets were almost done forming.
With one last look at her potion (willing to reach down into it to see if it was working, but held herself back with the hellish vision of her grade being whittled away if she were to interfere with her potion), she went to the parchments laying on her desk, and began to jot down her final notes regarding the forming of the potion and times and such.
After finishing her notes, she took out all her pieces of parchments and notes, and began to organize them in the fashion in which they were to be turned in.
She leafed through her notes again and again, and finally getting tired of doing so, pushed them aside and sat down, her head lying in her right palm, elbows resting on the table, and began to drum her fingers. Someone snorted beside her.
Hermione sighed and looked over to see Ron, who was watching Hermione in her state of boredom. 'Must be nice!' he mouthed, before returning grudgingly to his tedious potion (which was actually very easy, Hermione thought, as she had looked over his notes).
Finally deciding she was ready, Hermione took up her parchments and walked up to the front of the large, dark, and musty room.
The Professor was idly messing with bottles of liquids, and constantly referring to a large piece of parchment, where deep green, scrawled words were written. He was clearly ignoring the girl, and continued hunched over his mini lab.
Hermione cleared her throat. Professor Snape didn't look up, but he sighed heavily and set down his bottles, and growled, "What is it, Miss Granger?"
She placed the stack of parchments in front of her and moved them towards the professor, hoping to draw his eye upwards, and said slowly, "Well, I am quite finished with my potion, I believe, and wondered if you needed my notes and reports for your grading. And how soon you will have the potions graded and turned back to me?"
Professor Snape looked up, his temper clearly cut short, and sneered slightly. "Miss Granger, first done, of course. Yes, well, give me those," With that he snatched the parchments from her hand and placed them in an unoccupied drawer of his, and folded his arms over his chest. "And if you are indeed completely finished with your potion, you may leave it where it is and I will tend to it after class. As for the grading - I will take my time, and you may not get your grades back until the end of the marking period, when everyone else will be getting grades." He unfolded his arms and looked back down at his potions, and began reading the parchment again.
Hermione stood still, feeling unbelievably awkward, but intent on asking her final question.
The professor noticed, but hoped she would leave if he ignored her long enough. He waited another minute, and gave up in exasperation.
"What is it, Miss Granger?" He said, a bit loudly even for his own tastes.
She shrank back a bit, and said timidly, "I was wondering, regarding the potions I am to do for the rest of the year, -"
He sighed and put his head into his hands. Waving his hand back towards the desks he said "Just go, and whenever a potion arises to be made, you will be given the directions and it will go from there." His muffled voice sounded exasperated, and even in his tired state Hermione got the feeling that if she didn't leave that moment, he would burst out and hex her to death.
Turning around, she barely caught Ron dropping something into his potion (which he undoubtedly shouldn't have, she thought, after seeing his reaction to dropping it) and Neville turning to smile at her, while stirring his potion to the left. Hermione just smiled and went back to her seat, and sat and admired her perfect potion, hearing more then one 'Oops' from her neighbors.
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Severus walked down to the dungeons, reaching the tall doors of his potions room, and quickly fitted in his key and said his incantation (added security) and billowed hastily into the room. There was much to grade and no time in which to do it.
When he first entered the room, the first thing he noticed was a low buzzing sound.
The first thing he saw being Grangers finished potions project, he assumed that was making the noise, (either that or he was hearing things) and dismissed it.
He made his way to where he had stored the notes she had given him, and quickly skimmed through them to the part where it informed of the end result of the complete potion. He glided over her cauldron, and leaned over slightly to see inside. Deep green. Slight shimmer. When complete, translucent to some degree, and dark shapes will be seen latched to the bottom of the cauldron - the gold.
He looked in the cauldron again and scoffed. It wasn't translucent yet, so she was wrong - it wasn't finished. Now he would have to wait here until he could see the gold, which might take forever, if at all.
All through this he noticed the buzzing of the room fluctuating, which irritated him greatly. He began walking back to his desk, to begin grading some first years' papers, when he realized the buzzing was growing louder while he walked further from the potion that was supposedly making the noise.
He looked back down at the notes of Grangers he held in his hand. He flipped to the end, and skimmed for anything that would have to do with sounds. There wasn't any information on the subject. Surely know-it-all Granger wouldn't leave it out? No - she was complete in everything she did. If her notes said her potion didn't buzz, then it didn't buzz.
Slightly alarmed, Severus walked towards the sound, realizing it was coming from the front of the room. He stopped and realized the buzzing belonged to the cauldron of Neville Longbottom.
That buzzing could not be good.
He tore for his desk, and rifled through mounds of parchments that were messily organized throughout his little area, until he came upon the stack of Potions Project reports, from the seventh years, which were an overall view of their potions. Severus quickly found the one for Longbottom, and scanned through it for any hint as to the buzzing
He looked throughout the parchment a dozen times, but nothing at all was mentioned. Surely a loud buzzing noise would be mentioned somewhere if it were a necessity to the potion.
Yet, it was not.
Severus sighed and wished he had the documenting of ingredients added to Longbottom's potion, so Severus could at least foretell the outcome of the potion, or do something to stop it.
Knowing none of the needed details of the idiots potion (which immediately made Severus want to run up to Gryffindor tower and somehow get them, for his own safe keeping - and then strangle Longbottom while he was up there), Severus quickly read over Longbottom's essay again.
The logic of his mind was telling him to run out of the room at that very second, but he found that he couldn't move, and he suddenly noticed he was very tired.
He momentarily closed his eyes, and let his head rest on his hand. He sighed again, but not from frustration. He opened his eyes again, and looked in the direction of the door, and thought again to himself, 'I should get out of this bloody room right now.'
He closed his eyes again and let arms fold over his desk and over the many parchments, and his head fell lazily into his arms.
Before long, he was out cold. And in front of him, there was a splash, and buzzing came to an abrupt stop.
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Oh my GOSH! Did I just leave a cliffie? I have been practicing in the fine art of cliff-making for the past few years, and I think I have yet to make one that actually enthralls the public into leaping up to the next chapter to find out what happens.
So, tell me what you think! Again, yes. this was incredibly short. but, if you have read any of my other stories, you realize that if I make it lots longer, you get longer chapters (duh), but only once every few months or whatever. Plus they will get longer. I am just in a hurry to get to the goods, so the intro chappies are a bit shorter then what we would like. I believe in my story Messing With History, I have only done a chapter every two months - and am now due for the next one (I am almost done writing it, too!!) And so for this story you can expect lots more chapters and updates.
Hope you liked! Tell me what you think! Tell my muse ideas! Just please, do something that involves pressing the review button!
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By Mae Noelle
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Disclaimer -- I don't own a thing. In this story. Nope, though it is brilliantly written to fool you all, this actually belongs to a more brilliant author, JKR, to whom I am indebted with my life. All praise JKR!
Summary -- Yes, my gosh, this IS just waaay too cliché. Cute, but cliché. I won't tell you any of the particulars, as I add my own twists and particularly grammatically correct things to this. (not to mention I add proper punctuation! And spelling!! Woot! Aren't you just exciiited!!) But, it is a cute romance story, between. drum roll, please.. Hermione and Sevvie! Yes! If you are surprised, and did not come to this story by putting in 'Hermione' and 'Severus' in the matching couple boxes, then don't worry - this ain't one of the usual Herm/Sev fics. This one happy- fies all couple-goers. All the Sev/Herm people like it, cause it is Sev/Herm. And people that don't like Sev/Herm don't like it because he is an old, greasy middle aged professor, and she is a bushy haired grade school know it all. (Just kidding! Really!) So everyone will be happy by this one. And if you know me, I love, love, love bringing Snape and Hermione together under the weirdest of circumstances, so you can be sure it is good.
Authors Note -- Weeee!!!! I think this is the quickest I think I have ever finish one chapter, and then actually go straight to the next - and actually start and do more then one paragraph in the next chapter! Two chapters in one day! Go me! Go me!! Not posted on the same day, of course, but. Go Ducky, my bestest muse, who hasn't done ANYTHING so far to this story, (my best present from her yet!)
-- Few months later, btw. Four, five, six? Half way through the year! Yah! Sounds good to me.
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Chapter two
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Hermione dropped the last of her vinegar roots into her potion, and was careful to not stir up the stationary liquid in her hot red cauldron.
She looked down fondly at her sparkling green potion, where she hoped that perfect little golden nuggets were almost done forming.
With one last look at her potion (willing to reach down into it to see if it was working, but held herself back with the hellish vision of her grade being whittled away if she were to interfere with her potion), she went to the parchments laying on her desk, and began to jot down her final notes regarding the forming of the potion and times and such.
After finishing her notes, she took out all her pieces of parchments and notes, and began to organize them in the fashion in which they were to be turned in.
She leafed through her notes again and again, and finally getting tired of doing so, pushed them aside and sat down, her head lying in her right palm, elbows resting on the table, and began to drum her fingers. Someone snorted beside her.
Hermione sighed and looked over to see Ron, who was watching Hermione in her state of boredom. 'Must be nice!' he mouthed, before returning grudgingly to his tedious potion (which was actually very easy, Hermione thought, as she had looked over his notes).
Finally deciding she was ready, Hermione took up her parchments and walked up to the front of the large, dark, and musty room.
The Professor was idly messing with bottles of liquids, and constantly referring to a large piece of parchment, where deep green, scrawled words were written. He was clearly ignoring the girl, and continued hunched over his mini lab.
Hermione cleared her throat. Professor Snape didn't look up, but he sighed heavily and set down his bottles, and growled, "What is it, Miss Granger?"
She placed the stack of parchments in front of her and moved them towards the professor, hoping to draw his eye upwards, and said slowly, "Well, I am quite finished with my potion, I believe, and wondered if you needed my notes and reports for your grading. And how soon you will have the potions graded and turned back to me?"
Professor Snape looked up, his temper clearly cut short, and sneered slightly. "Miss Granger, first done, of course. Yes, well, give me those," With that he snatched the parchments from her hand and placed them in an unoccupied drawer of his, and folded his arms over his chest. "And if you are indeed completely finished with your potion, you may leave it where it is and I will tend to it after class. As for the grading - I will take my time, and you may not get your grades back until the end of the marking period, when everyone else will be getting grades." He unfolded his arms and looked back down at his potions, and began reading the parchment again.
Hermione stood still, feeling unbelievably awkward, but intent on asking her final question.
The professor noticed, but hoped she would leave if he ignored her long enough. He waited another minute, and gave up in exasperation.
"What is it, Miss Granger?" He said, a bit loudly even for his own tastes.
She shrank back a bit, and said timidly, "I was wondering, regarding the potions I am to do for the rest of the year, -"
He sighed and put his head into his hands. Waving his hand back towards the desks he said "Just go, and whenever a potion arises to be made, you will be given the directions and it will go from there." His muffled voice sounded exasperated, and even in his tired state Hermione got the feeling that if she didn't leave that moment, he would burst out and hex her to death.
Turning around, she barely caught Ron dropping something into his potion (which he undoubtedly shouldn't have, she thought, after seeing his reaction to dropping it) and Neville turning to smile at her, while stirring his potion to the left. Hermione just smiled and went back to her seat, and sat and admired her perfect potion, hearing more then one 'Oops' from her neighbors.
~*~
Severus walked down to the dungeons, reaching the tall doors of his potions room, and quickly fitted in his key and said his incantation (added security) and billowed hastily into the room. There was much to grade and no time in which to do it.
When he first entered the room, the first thing he noticed was a low buzzing sound.
The first thing he saw being Grangers finished potions project, he assumed that was making the noise, (either that or he was hearing things) and dismissed it.
He made his way to where he had stored the notes she had given him, and quickly skimmed through them to the part where it informed of the end result of the complete potion. He glided over her cauldron, and leaned over slightly to see inside. Deep green. Slight shimmer. When complete, translucent to some degree, and dark shapes will be seen latched to the bottom of the cauldron - the gold.
He looked in the cauldron again and scoffed. It wasn't translucent yet, so she was wrong - it wasn't finished. Now he would have to wait here until he could see the gold, which might take forever, if at all.
All through this he noticed the buzzing of the room fluctuating, which irritated him greatly. He began walking back to his desk, to begin grading some first years' papers, when he realized the buzzing was growing louder while he walked further from the potion that was supposedly making the noise.
He looked back down at the notes of Grangers he held in his hand. He flipped to the end, and skimmed for anything that would have to do with sounds. There wasn't any information on the subject. Surely know-it-all Granger wouldn't leave it out? No - she was complete in everything she did. If her notes said her potion didn't buzz, then it didn't buzz.
Slightly alarmed, Severus walked towards the sound, realizing it was coming from the front of the room. He stopped and realized the buzzing belonged to the cauldron of Neville Longbottom.
That buzzing could not be good.
He tore for his desk, and rifled through mounds of parchments that were messily organized throughout his little area, until he came upon the stack of Potions Project reports, from the seventh years, which were an overall view of their potions. Severus quickly found the one for Longbottom, and scanned through it for any hint as to the buzzing
He looked throughout the parchment a dozen times, but nothing at all was mentioned. Surely a loud buzzing noise would be mentioned somewhere if it were a necessity to the potion.
Yet, it was not.
Severus sighed and wished he had the documenting of ingredients added to Longbottom's potion, so Severus could at least foretell the outcome of the potion, or do something to stop it.
Knowing none of the needed details of the idiots potion (which immediately made Severus want to run up to Gryffindor tower and somehow get them, for his own safe keeping - and then strangle Longbottom while he was up there), Severus quickly read over Longbottom's essay again.
The logic of his mind was telling him to run out of the room at that very second, but he found that he couldn't move, and he suddenly noticed he was very tired.
He momentarily closed his eyes, and let his head rest on his hand. He sighed again, but not from frustration. He opened his eyes again, and looked in the direction of the door, and thought again to himself, 'I should get out of this bloody room right now.'
He closed his eyes again and let arms fold over his desk and over the many parchments, and his head fell lazily into his arms.
Before long, he was out cold. And in front of him, there was a splash, and buzzing came to an abrupt stop.
~*~
Oh my GOSH! Did I just leave a cliffie? I have been practicing in the fine art of cliff-making for the past few years, and I think I have yet to make one that actually enthralls the public into leaping up to the next chapter to find out what happens.
So, tell me what you think! Again, yes. this was incredibly short. but, if you have read any of my other stories, you realize that if I make it lots longer, you get longer chapters (duh), but only once every few months or whatever. Plus they will get longer. I am just in a hurry to get to the goods, so the intro chappies are a bit shorter then what we would like. I believe in my story Messing With History, I have only done a chapter every two months - and am now due for the next one (I am almost done writing it, too!!) And so for this story you can expect lots more chapters and updates.
Hope you liked! Tell me what you think! Tell my muse ideas! Just please, do something that involves pressing the review button!