As We Know It
By LadyTiffany
Chapter Six
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Disclaimer: This definitely does not belong to me. Well, some of it does, but you know, the whole Hogwart's scene and gang, things like that are definitely not mine. I have been inspired by certain people though. I am making absolutely ZERO dollars, pounds, lira, franks, euro dollars, what- have-you, from this work. I do this purely for my own fulfilment and [of course] for my readers.
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Hermione Granger smoothed out her black mini-skirt as she listened to the click-clack of Blaise's vampy stilettos grow quieter. Hermione's high- heels made clicking noises on the cold stone floor, similar to that of Blaise's stiletto heels. Hermione made a mental note to purchase some stilettos to add to her look. She pulled some imaginary lint from her maroon ¾ sleeve button-up top as her eyes roamed around the Great Hall and settled on the Head Table. The deep black eyes of Severus Snape locked on Hermione's eyes; they did not look happy.
Directly after Hermione first learned about her role as a spy she went shopping with a few members of the Order for sexy outfits fit to tantalize, entice, and allure men; outfits that were so not Hermione. She had been accompanied by Severus, and Nymphadora Tonks for different perspectives on the outfits. Of course, when it came time to pick out the sexy lingerie, Severus, who had been particularly eager to decline on that part of the outing, was roped into joining Tonks and Hermione to pick out several lace and satin items from a wizard shoppe called 'Sugar and Spice.' Despite all odds, Severus did well on that outing and went back to 12 Grimmauld Place whilst Hermione and Tonks picked out matching jewelry in every style imaginable. From toe rings and belly rings to necklaces and bracelets, Hermione became extraordinarily well accessorized. Hermione also had handbags to suit any outfit she would ever wear. Hermione thought that spending hundreds of Galleons on clothing, accessories, and cosmetics just for her was a bit much, but after attending some social events and meetings with Severus Snape and Draco Malfoy, she realized just how impeccably dressed and accessorized these dark women were.
Silver jewelry with garnets and onxy stones adorned her ears, her finger, and her ankle and an onyx pendant sat on her chest, hanging from a thin silver chain. Hermione's dangling earrings swung to and fro as she made her was up to the Head Table to join Severus. A few strands of wavy chocolate brown hair framed her porcelain face and Hermione gave her hair a flip as she walked with long purposeful strides between the Slytherin and Ravenclaw tables.
Hermione bade good morning to a few professors that she passed as neared her seat next to the infamously dreaded potions master. She sat down in the unoccupied oak chair and eyed the food before her, desperately hoping to avoid conversation with the Potions Master of Hogwart's.
After a few quite minutes spent eating, Professor Snape spoke.
"Hermione?" The professor said in a voice barely above a whisper. "What the hell was that?"
"What the hell was what, sir?" Hermione asked innocently. "Draco simply wanted to tell me that he hoped he would see me at his Quidditch practice today."
Severus raised an eyebrow. "I do believe that plans were already made, Miss Granger, to work on potions."
Hermione took a bite of her buttered toast. She looked his was after finishing it. "Well, Severus," She said, "Due to circumstances beyond my control, I do believe, that potions will just have to wait until after the Slytherin Quidditch practice."
"What do you mean, 'beyond your control?'" Snape asked. Hermione's waves bounced as she shook her head and didn't respond.
After breakfast, Hermione headed back towards the Head Girl's quarters to change, as Severus had pointed out that she was wearing Gryffindor colors. Besides, it was chilly outside, and Hermione needed to grab a cloak. Hermione spotted Ginny Weasley heading up to Gryffindor Tower and called her over.
"What's up, Hermione? I thought you had to do some extra credit with Snape?"
"Ugh, change of plans, Gin," Hermione said. "I'm going to watch Quidditch practice, want to help me find something to wear?"
Ginny agreed and followed Hermione to her dungeon room. Hermione murmured the password to a drapery of a little girl picking daises in a spring meadow and the two girls walked into the room. Ginny's eyes roamed the Head Girl room for the first time in awe, looking much the way Hermione had felt when she first saw it.
Something occurred to the younger girl and she looked at Hermione questioningly. "Mya, there is no Gryffindor Quidditch practice today!"
"I know, Hun, I didn't say I was going to a Gryffindor practice." Hermione said, skirting the issue and pulling open the door to her bedroom. The look of which was a complete one-eighty from the ebony furniture and bold yet deep décor.
Ginny too walked into the pastel accented bedroom. "What house then?" She asked as she ran her fingers over the white furniture. She looked up as Hermione pulled a few forest green pieces from her wardrobe. She gasped. "Hermione, not Slytherin!"
Hermione sighed. "Yes, Slytherin. But don't tell your brother, Harry, or anyone else in the Group."
"But, why, Hermione?" Ginny asked.
"I don't really think I can be talking about it, Gin. Seriously. But I need your fashion expertise, in Slytherin colors." Hermione said in a pleading tone.
"Okay, don't worry about it, Mya. Now let's see, how long've we got?" Ginny asked as she walked over to the white wardrobe.
Hermione told her and stepped out of Ginny's way and began to take off her jewelry and began to put it into one of her jewelry boxes.
"Wow! Mya, you have definitely got a great set of clothing here! You have to let me borrow some of this sometime."
Hermione smiled and said that she'd be happy to lend her friend anything. After she put all her garnet and onyx jewelry away, she began to pick out all the silver and emerald jewelry that might work.
Ginny began laying outfits onto Hermione's baby blue comforter. The accessories had already been decided on: geometric silver jewelry, closed toe and closed back black heels, and white tights. Hermione insisted on thick tights if she was going to be wearing a skirt, because it was cold outside. They finally decided on a fitted forest green button up dress. The long sleeves ended in French cuffs with silver buttons. She finished the outfit off with simple silver accessories and put half of her wavy hair up into a rectangle silver clip. She added a silver snake pin to the dress and put on her lighter black cloak over her outfit.
"Mya, you look so good. That dress fits you so well!" Ginny gushed when they were done with the outfit, now going through Hermione's small perfume collection.
Hermione blushed. "Thanks Gin. I had to get all these clothes tailored to my exact size."
"Bloody hell! Really, Mya?"
"Really. Now I've got to be going. I don't want to be--" Hermione began, but was interrupted when Professor Snape walked into Hermione's common room.
Professor Snape quickly took in the situation. "Good morning, Misses Weasley and Granger,"
"Good morning, Professor," Ginny squeaked and Hermione said.
"Excuse me for entering like this, next time perhaps I should knock." He said. "Should you be with the rest of your Gryffindor friends, Miss Weasley?"
Hermione glared at Severus, but Ginny didn't notice.
"Uh, yes sir, I definitely should." Ginny inched her way around Hermione. "See you, Mya."
"Ciao!" Hermione called after her friend.
~~~
It turned out that Severus Snape decided to attend the Slytherin Quidditch practice as well. He occasionally would oversee them, just to ensure that his house team wasn't Merlin-awful. Together they walked to the Quidditch Pitch. Draco, seemed a bit upset that Hermione was accompanied by his Head of House. This meant he couldn't pull anything nasty.
For fifteen or so minutes the Professor and the Head Girl sat in silence under the pretense of watching the game, but neither was really paying attention.
"Hermione," Severus Snape asked, turning to the young girl. "What's going on between you and Draco? Things don't seem right,"
"That's because they are not, Severus. I don't know what happened," Hermione looked out onto the Quidditch pitch. "I don't know if I'd like to talk about it out here."
Severus stood up and called Draco, who was the captain of the Slytherin team over to the stands where he and Hermione were sitting. "I've seen enough, Mr. Malfoy. The team has excellent form. I'm going back to the castle and Miss Granger be joining me in my lab."
"Actually, Professor Snape," Draco said in a sort of pressed tone. "I think that Hermione would much rather stay out here and watch the rest of the practice."
Hermione looked back and forth from Draco to Severus.
"I think not, Draco." Professor Snape said tersely. "Good day." He and Hermione stood up and he led Hermione away from the Quidditch, his hand on the small of her back.
~~~
Here's something to ponder: If a man says something and a woman is not around to hear it, is it still wrong?
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Thank you to everyone who reviews for me and who is still there despite my horrid hiatus. I'm terribly sorry. I think I was simply overwhelmed. I've decided to take it one story at a time, so I'll be updating this story only, then most likely 'A Turn of Events' because that is my most popular story.
A special thanks to everyone who has me on their favorites list! Woo-hoo!
~~~
SemiCharmed: Sorry about the mess-ups, I'm lazy about proof-reading, I'll work on it.
Keita: Oh dear. Didn't mean to send you into spasms! I do have a beta, but usually I as so eager to put my story out so quickly that I um, 'forget' to send it to my beta, which is really sad because my beta is my grammar freak of a twin sissy. (Caylr Mastra, btw) You know, I used to really like 'girlie,' but now, I think I see your point; I'm still deciding on this one.
Piper5050: Trust me, I will!
Pendragon: Ah, so you're my real live Alexander Nott, huh? Cool. I do wish JKR would let us know if Blaise is a boy or a girl.
~~~
Oh and if you wanna, check out my website! The topic for this week is undies! If you do go to it PLEASE sign the guest book! That makes me oh- so-happy!
By LadyTiffany
Chapter Six
~~~
Disclaimer: This definitely does not belong to me. Well, some of it does, but you know, the whole Hogwart's scene and gang, things like that are definitely not mine. I have been inspired by certain people though. I am making absolutely ZERO dollars, pounds, lira, franks, euro dollars, what- have-you, from this work. I do this purely for my own fulfilment and [of course] for my readers.
~~~
Hermione Granger smoothed out her black mini-skirt as she listened to the click-clack of Blaise's vampy stilettos grow quieter. Hermione's high- heels made clicking noises on the cold stone floor, similar to that of Blaise's stiletto heels. Hermione made a mental note to purchase some stilettos to add to her look. She pulled some imaginary lint from her maroon ¾ sleeve button-up top as her eyes roamed around the Great Hall and settled on the Head Table. The deep black eyes of Severus Snape locked on Hermione's eyes; they did not look happy.
Directly after Hermione first learned about her role as a spy she went shopping with a few members of the Order for sexy outfits fit to tantalize, entice, and allure men; outfits that were so not Hermione. She had been accompanied by Severus, and Nymphadora Tonks for different perspectives on the outfits. Of course, when it came time to pick out the sexy lingerie, Severus, who had been particularly eager to decline on that part of the outing, was roped into joining Tonks and Hermione to pick out several lace and satin items from a wizard shoppe called 'Sugar and Spice.' Despite all odds, Severus did well on that outing and went back to 12 Grimmauld Place whilst Hermione and Tonks picked out matching jewelry in every style imaginable. From toe rings and belly rings to necklaces and bracelets, Hermione became extraordinarily well accessorized. Hermione also had handbags to suit any outfit she would ever wear. Hermione thought that spending hundreds of Galleons on clothing, accessories, and cosmetics just for her was a bit much, but after attending some social events and meetings with Severus Snape and Draco Malfoy, she realized just how impeccably dressed and accessorized these dark women were.
Silver jewelry with garnets and onxy stones adorned her ears, her finger, and her ankle and an onyx pendant sat on her chest, hanging from a thin silver chain. Hermione's dangling earrings swung to and fro as she made her was up to the Head Table to join Severus. A few strands of wavy chocolate brown hair framed her porcelain face and Hermione gave her hair a flip as she walked with long purposeful strides between the Slytherin and Ravenclaw tables.
Hermione bade good morning to a few professors that she passed as neared her seat next to the infamously dreaded potions master. She sat down in the unoccupied oak chair and eyed the food before her, desperately hoping to avoid conversation with the Potions Master of Hogwart's.
After a few quite minutes spent eating, Professor Snape spoke.
"Hermione?" The professor said in a voice barely above a whisper. "What the hell was that?"
"What the hell was what, sir?" Hermione asked innocently. "Draco simply wanted to tell me that he hoped he would see me at his Quidditch practice today."
Severus raised an eyebrow. "I do believe that plans were already made, Miss Granger, to work on potions."
Hermione took a bite of her buttered toast. She looked his was after finishing it. "Well, Severus," She said, "Due to circumstances beyond my control, I do believe, that potions will just have to wait until after the Slytherin Quidditch practice."
"What do you mean, 'beyond your control?'" Snape asked. Hermione's waves bounced as she shook her head and didn't respond.
After breakfast, Hermione headed back towards the Head Girl's quarters to change, as Severus had pointed out that she was wearing Gryffindor colors. Besides, it was chilly outside, and Hermione needed to grab a cloak. Hermione spotted Ginny Weasley heading up to Gryffindor Tower and called her over.
"What's up, Hermione? I thought you had to do some extra credit with Snape?"
"Ugh, change of plans, Gin," Hermione said. "I'm going to watch Quidditch practice, want to help me find something to wear?"
Ginny agreed and followed Hermione to her dungeon room. Hermione murmured the password to a drapery of a little girl picking daises in a spring meadow and the two girls walked into the room. Ginny's eyes roamed the Head Girl room for the first time in awe, looking much the way Hermione had felt when she first saw it.
Something occurred to the younger girl and she looked at Hermione questioningly. "Mya, there is no Gryffindor Quidditch practice today!"
"I know, Hun, I didn't say I was going to a Gryffindor practice." Hermione said, skirting the issue and pulling open the door to her bedroom. The look of which was a complete one-eighty from the ebony furniture and bold yet deep décor.
Ginny too walked into the pastel accented bedroom. "What house then?" She asked as she ran her fingers over the white furniture. She looked up as Hermione pulled a few forest green pieces from her wardrobe. She gasped. "Hermione, not Slytherin!"
Hermione sighed. "Yes, Slytherin. But don't tell your brother, Harry, or anyone else in the Group."
"But, why, Hermione?" Ginny asked.
"I don't really think I can be talking about it, Gin. Seriously. But I need your fashion expertise, in Slytherin colors." Hermione said in a pleading tone.
"Okay, don't worry about it, Mya. Now let's see, how long've we got?" Ginny asked as she walked over to the white wardrobe.
Hermione told her and stepped out of Ginny's way and began to take off her jewelry and began to put it into one of her jewelry boxes.
"Wow! Mya, you have definitely got a great set of clothing here! You have to let me borrow some of this sometime."
Hermione smiled and said that she'd be happy to lend her friend anything. After she put all her garnet and onyx jewelry away, she began to pick out all the silver and emerald jewelry that might work.
Ginny began laying outfits onto Hermione's baby blue comforter. The accessories had already been decided on: geometric silver jewelry, closed toe and closed back black heels, and white tights. Hermione insisted on thick tights if she was going to be wearing a skirt, because it was cold outside. They finally decided on a fitted forest green button up dress. The long sleeves ended in French cuffs with silver buttons. She finished the outfit off with simple silver accessories and put half of her wavy hair up into a rectangle silver clip. She added a silver snake pin to the dress and put on her lighter black cloak over her outfit.
"Mya, you look so good. That dress fits you so well!" Ginny gushed when they were done with the outfit, now going through Hermione's small perfume collection.
Hermione blushed. "Thanks Gin. I had to get all these clothes tailored to my exact size."
"Bloody hell! Really, Mya?"
"Really. Now I've got to be going. I don't want to be--" Hermione began, but was interrupted when Professor Snape walked into Hermione's common room.
Professor Snape quickly took in the situation. "Good morning, Misses Weasley and Granger,"
"Good morning, Professor," Ginny squeaked and Hermione said.
"Excuse me for entering like this, next time perhaps I should knock." He said. "Should you be with the rest of your Gryffindor friends, Miss Weasley?"
Hermione glared at Severus, but Ginny didn't notice.
"Uh, yes sir, I definitely should." Ginny inched her way around Hermione. "See you, Mya."
"Ciao!" Hermione called after her friend.
~~~
It turned out that Severus Snape decided to attend the Slytherin Quidditch practice as well. He occasionally would oversee them, just to ensure that his house team wasn't Merlin-awful. Together they walked to the Quidditch Pitch. Draco, seemed a bit upset that Hermione was accompanied by his Head of House. This meant he couldn't pull anything nasty.
For fifteen or so minutes the Professor and the Head Girl sat in silence under the pretense of watching the game, but neither was really paying attention.
"Hermione," Severus Snape asked, turning to the young girl. "What's going on between you and Draco? Things don't seem right,"
"That's because they are not, Severus. I don't know what happened," Hermione looked out onto the Quidditch pitch. "I don't know if I'd like to talk about it out here."
Severus stood up and called Draco, who was the captain of the Slytherin team over to the stands where he and Hermione were sitting. "I've seen enough, Mr. Malfoy. The team has excellent form. I'm going back to the castle and Miss Granger be joining me in my lab."
"Actually, Professor Snape," Draco said in a sort of pressed tone. "I think that Hermione would much rather stay out here and watch the rest of the practice."
Hermione looked back and forth from Draco to Severus.
"I think not, Draco." Professor Snape said tersely. "Good day." He and Hermione stood up and he led Hermione away from the Quidditch, his hand on the small of her back.
~~~
Here's something to ponder: If a man says something and a woman is not around to hear it, is it still wrong?
~~~
Thank you to everyone who reviews for me and who is still there despite my horrid hiatus. I'm terribly sorry. I think I was simply overwhelmed. I've decided to take it one story at a time, so I'll be updating this story only, then most likely 'A Turn of Events' because that is my most popular story.
A special thanks to everyone who has me on their favorites list! Woo-hoo!
~~~
SemiCharmed: Sorry about the mess-ups, I'm lazy about proof-reading, I'll work on it.
Keita: Oh dear. Didn't mean to send you into spasms! I do have a beta, but usually I as so eager to put my story out so quickly that I um, 'forget' to send it to my beta, which is really sad because my beta is my grammar freak of a twin sissy. (Caylr Mastra, btw) You know, I used to really like 'girlie,' but now, I think I see your point; I'm still deciding on this one.
Piper5050: Trust me, I will!
Pendragon: Ah, so you're my real live Alexander Nott, huh? Cool. I do wish JKR would let us know if Blaise is a boy or a girl.
~~~
Oh and if you wanna, check out my website! The topic for this week is undies! If you do go to it PLEASE sign the guest book! That makes me oh- so-happy!