Summary – When the girls convince Hermione to break the rules and take a
trip to Hogsmeade after curfew to a muggle karaoke bar the last person she
expected to see was her sarcastic Potions Professor.
Explanation – I wanted to write a Hermione/Severus story because apart from disgusting most of my friends, it's my favourite pairing in the world, if a tad OOC.
Pairings – Severus/Hermione
The song that Snape sings is Potion by Morphine – fitting don't you think? It's edited a bit. And the song that the girls sing is 'left outside alone' by Anastacia
OMG! Thank you all so much for the reviews – as a result of them I am updating and for me that's a big deal – I'm very lazy!
Scribbles (by Jen) Moriarty (by Senshiofterrah) (2) Dandelion (by Moo) DIM DIM (by Criminally-Insane) (1)
Stinky
Bobo
Monie
Bob
Chewey
George
Bubbles
Mr.Jackson (All by citrinecastle) Jack (by Parody-of-an-Angel)
Shameless self-advertising – go visit my site, it's in my profile. Also if you like the HG/SS pairing go read my one shot fic WIKTT.
NOW I PRESENT TO YOU .............................................................................................................................................................................................................
THE THIRD CHAPTER!
(::) text cookie by Ron's Best Mate
Hermione walked slowly up the stairs leading to the common room, which was holding her doom in the form of 3 teenage girls. Hardly paying attention to where she was going, her feet trailing wearingly after the other, they trod the path they knew so well. Her mind was in turmoil as she agonised over what to do. Should she avoid them and simply head off to the library or go forward to meet her inevitable doom. So, being the logical person she was, she made a mental list of pros and cons.
Pro; she needed a break from studying. Con; she still had homework to do Pro; it might be fun Con; they might be caught Pro; it might help ditch her bookworm reputation Con; she could end up doing something really embarrassing, which she would regret for the rest of her life. Pro; she could use it as a learning experience for later days and maybe learn from her mistakes.
So far the pros were outweighing the cons by one and since Hermione couldn't think of anything else, she guessed that she would have to go to the common room and play along. Looking up she was startled to see that she was already in front of the fat lady, having not been paying attention to where she was walking. The fat lady hadn't noticed her yet and was shamelessly flirting with Sir Codagan, giggling and winking at him, while he simply looked uncomfortable.
Clearing her throat rather loudly, she tried to get the portraits attention. Finally realising that a student was waiting to be let in, the lady looked down on her, annoyed that Hermione had interrupted what, in her opinion, was the beginning of a beautiful friendship. Taking this opportunity when she was distracted, the usually brave knight ran away through the next portrait of a girl playing the piano and into the next.
"Password?" inquired the fat lad with a glare, her chins wobbling dangerously.
"Phoenix tears," stated Hermione, stifling a most childish giggle at the portrait characters behaviour as said portrait grudgingly swung aside to let her in.
Stepping through the circular hole in the wall that had previously been covered by the portrait, Hermione spied the 3 teenagers of doom in the corner. All three looked up as they heard someone coming in and realising it was her, began to converse in hushed tones.
Trying to look clueless, Hermione made her way to her dormitory to put her bags away. Dumping them on her scarlet and gold canopy bed, she became aware of footsteps on the stairs, which she presumed belonged to Parvati, Lavender and Ginny. Running a hand through her hair and pondering whether to just tell them that she knew or play dumb, she decided to play dumb and see how they would go about it. At that moment, the three girls entered the room, wringing their hands and throwing nervous glances at each other every now and then. Ginny, once again, was the first to speak.
"Hermione", she began apprehensively, plonking herself down on her bed, the others following suit, effectively encompassing the amused girl in a circle. "How was Potions?" she asked, obviously trying to get her into a good mood.
"Dismal, as usual," Hermione replied, trying to look like she was in a bad mood just to see how they would take it. As she had predicted, they paled, but nonetheless plunged onwards.
"Do you have any plans for this evening?" asked Lavender, getting straight to the point.
"I'm not sure, but I'll probably go to the library. I still have heaps of homework to do," Hermione explained adding a wary "Why".
"Oh, no reason," sighed Ginny who had obviously already given up. Parvati however hadn't.
"Look Hermione, I'm gonna be straight with you," started Parvati. "We want you to break the rules by sneaking out with us to go to Hogsmeade tonight".
The others groaned, their hopes of succeeding flashing before their eyes before fading. The expressions on their faces were dismal, but instantly turned to shocked and surprised when they heard Hermione's next words.
"Okay," she said and noticing their dumbfounded expressions, elaborated. "I already knew you were going to ask me and came to the conclusion that it might actually make a good change for me".
"Then why did you tell us you have homework?" inquired Lavender, closing her gaping mouth.
"I do have homework!" argued Hermione. "I just think that seeing as I have the whole weekend to do it, I may as well take the night off".
This sentence caused all three girl's surprised expressions to return to their faces. Hermione Granger, bookworm extraordinaire, was ditching homework to indulge in self-pleasure? Apparently so. Once they had absorbed the news, their faces lit up in smiles as they gathered around Hermione congratulating her and patting her on the back.
"Well come on!" Parvati broke the praising of Hermione up. "We only have an hour to get ready!"
Swaying drunkenly, Severus walked to the edge of Hogwart's grounds, before apparating with a faint pop to Hogsmeade. Slowly making his way through the crowds, he somehow managed to remember the location of the bar. Eventually he came across it, a neon green sign flashing with a sign saying 'Opening Night – Discounts'. Pushing the door open, he was greeted with horrendous singing from a short bald guy, who had his eyes firmly fixed upon a small blue screen.
Thinking that he could probably do much better then that old fool, he asked the nearest bar wench how he could sing up on stage. Smelling the alcohol on his breath, she wrinkled her nose and advised him to simply go up when the other was done, the song would be chosen randomly.
Just then, the bald man finished to much cheering and applauding, more for the fact that he was done than a good performance. Setting the now empty bottle on the counter, Severus Snape waltzed up the stairs leading to the stage and registered the name of the song, which was now appearing on the blue screen. Amazingly his alcohol-numbed mind was still able to make out and process the words. The song, he noted with a dry laugh was 'Potion' by someone or a group by the name of Morphine. Opening his mouth, he waited for the music to begin before starting to sing...
Exactly 1 hour and 13 minutes later, the foursome was ready to set out. They had taken extreme measures in their appearances, Hermione even straightening her hair for the first time since the Yule ball in her fourth year. Giggling and laughing, they made their way down through the common room and out the portrait hole, ignoring the curious and suspicious glances coming from their peers.
Sliding under Harry's invisibility cloak, which was only just big enough to conceal them all, Hermione got out the marauder's map, which along with the cloak, she had nicked from Harry. Assured that there was nobody between them and the entrance, but leaving the cloak on nonetheless, they shuffled their way down to the one eyed witch.
Unfortunately, they had missed a small dot labelled Peeves, whom they spied in the hall, knocking over suits of armour and pouring glue on the floor, which they had conveniently stepped in, thus making it impossible to move. Peeves noticed the set of footprints, which they had left before the glue had started to dry and cackled gleefully.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't ickle students out of bed and after curfew too," he taunted prodding them with the blunt end of a spear from a suit of armour, causing muffled 'ouches' to be emitted from the girls, who were trying to stay upright in order to not fall into the glue.
"Sod off Peeves," said Hermione as she muttered a 'scourgify' on the floor, the glue coming clean leaving them free to move once again.
Although unable to see them, Peeves followed them, stretching his hands out every now and then trying to catch 'ickle students', them ducking when he came close. Eventually they lost him, but now had to take a different route back to the humped statue, which they found after much wandering. Muttering the needed words, they descended into the tunnel, storing the cloak at the entrance. Walking together, Hermione was strangely excited at the prospect of breaking the rules, the rebellious side in her breaking free.
Reaching the end of the tunnel, they ascended the stairs and cautiously peeped through the trapdoor. Seeing no one, they pushed it completely aside and scrambled out, being careful not to damage their clothes in the process. Once they were all up, the trapdoor was once again pushed back into place and they made their way upstairs, easily mingling with the others in the crowded shop. Making their way to the door, they walked outside into the fading light. Night was approaching and it would soon be dark.
"So, where do you want to go?" asked Ginny. "The three Broomsticks is out of the question as the teachers often go there, but I'm sure there are plenty of other bars around".
"You mean you haven't planned it?" asked Hermione incredulously. "Where the hell are we going to go now?"
"I thought we could just wander around looking," Ginny shrugged apologetically.
Sighing melodramatically, the other three proceeded to do just that. They passed Quidditch Supplies, Honeydukes, Zonkos, the Hog's Head and a range of other shops, neither one of them agreeing on anything. Very soon they found themselves at the edge of Hogsmeade.
"Maybe we should just go back," suggested a defeated Parvati, at which Lavender and Ginny nodded their agreement.
"Come on guys," pleaded Hermione. "This is the one night I'm actually consenting to forsake all rules and enjoy myself and you're simply giving up?"
The girls shrugged. "Pretty much".
"Can we at least check out that place over there first?" she pleaded with them, motioning to a small building a couple hundred metres away.
"Fine," the others gave in. "But it's the last place before we go back".
"Okay"
The small group made their way across the ground, walking leisurely and chatting amongst themselves as to what this mysterious place might be. Was it a restaurant or a bar or a clothes store or a candy store? The possibilities were endless. Hermione knew what she wanted it to be, but didn't have high hopes in that respect as Hogsmeade was an all-magical place. Then again, it was isolated from the rest of the shops, though still in the same area. She at least hoped that it was open to minors and that they sold food and drink there – she was desperate. If this place was a dead end, they had wasted the whole night while she could probably have finished all her homework by now.
Suddenly reaching their destination, Hermione at once realised that it was muggle, from the electronic devices to the people. After that realisation came the one that told her it was a karaoke bar, judging from the sign. Apparently, it was also opening night. Hardly daring to believe her luck, she informed the others of this and they at once decided to spend the night here.
Pushing the door open, they looked around, mouths agape. There was a silver disco ball suspended from the ceiling and small tables situated around the room. There was a small bar too and a stage was set up complete with monitor and mike. What really surprised them though was the person on stage, singing.
It was their snarky Potion's master – Severus Snape.
Sorry it wasn't as long or good as the last chapter, but it was longer than the first one and I'm half asleep here. Will probably upload this in the morning.
Don't forget to review with names or votes for my poor nameless plot monkey
PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW
Explanation – I wanted to write a Hermione/Severus story because apart from disgusting most of my friends, it's my favourite pairing in the world, if a tad OOC.
Pairings – Severus/Hermione
The song that Snape sings is Potion by Morphine – fitting don't you think? It's edited a bit. And the song that the girls sing is 'left outside alone' by Anastacia
OMG! Thank you all so much for the reviews – as a result of them I am updating and for me that's a big deal – I'm very lazy!
Scribbles (by Jen) Moriarty (by Senshiofterrah) (2) Dandelion (by Moo) DIM DIM (by Criminally-Insane) (1)
Stinky
Bobo
Monie
Bob
Chewey
George
Bubbles
Mr.Jackson (All by citrinecastle) Jack (by Parody-of-an-Angel)
Shameless self-advertising – go visit my site, it's in my profile. Also if you like the HG/SS pairing go read my one shot fic WIKTT.
NOW I PRESENT TO YOU .............................................................................................................................................................................................................
THE THIRD CHAPTER!
(::) text cookie by Ron's Best Mate
Hermione walked slowly up the stairs leading to the common room, which was holding her doom in the form of 3 teenage girls. Hardly paying attention to where she was going, her feet trailing wearingly after the other, they trod the path they knew so well. Her mind was in turmoil as she agonised over what to do. Should she avoid them and simply head off to the library or go forward to meet her inevitable doom. So, being the logical person she was, she made a mental list of pros and cons.
Pro; she needed a break from studying. Con; she still had homework to do Pro; it might be fun Con; they might be caught Pro; it might help ditch her bookworm reputation Con; she could end up doing something really embarrassing, which she would regret for the rest of her life. Pro; she could use it as a learning experience for later days and maybe learn from her mistakes.
So far the pros were outweighing the cons by one and since Hermione couldn't think of anything else, she guessed that she would have to go to the common room and play along. Looking up she was startled to see that she was already in front of the fat lady, having not been paying attention to where she was walking. The fat lady hadn't noticed her yet and was shamelessly flirting with Sir Codagan, giggling and winking at him, while he simply looked uncomfortable.
Clearing her throat rather loudly, she tried to get the portraits attention. Finally realising that a student was waiting to be let in, the lady looked down on her, annoyed that Hermione had interrupted what, in her opinion, was the beginning of a beautiful friendship. Taking this opportunity when she was distracted, the usually brave knight ran away through the next portrait of a girl playing the piano and into the next.
"Password?" inquired the fat lad with a glare, her chins wobbling dangerously.
"Phoenix tears," stated Hermione, stifling a most childish giggle at the portrait characters behaviour as said portrait grudgingly swung aside to let her in.
Stepping through the circular hole in the wall that had previously been covered by the portrait, Hermione spied the 3 teenagers of doom in the corner. All three looked up as they heard someone coming in and realising it was her, began to converse in hushed tones.
Trying to look clueless, Hermione made her way to her dormitory to put her bags away. Dumping them on her scarlet and gold canopy bed, she became aware of footsteps on the stairs, which she presumed belonged to Parvati, Lavender and Ginny. Running a hand through her hair and pondering whether to just tell them that she knew or play dumb, she decided to play dumb and see how they would go about it. At that moment, the three girls entered the room, wringing their hands and throwing nervous glances at each other every now and then. Ginny, once again, was the first to speak.
"Hermione", she began apprehensively, plonking herself down on her bed, the others following suit, effectively encompassing the amused girl in a circle. "How was Potions?" she asked, obviously trying to get her into a good mood.
"Dismal, as usual," Hermione replied, trying to look like she was in a bad mood just to see how they would take it. As she had predicted, they paled, but nonetheless plunged onwards.
"Do you have any plans for this evening?" asked Lavender, getting straight to the point.
"I'm not sure, but I'll probably go to the library. I still have heaps of homework to do," Hermione explained adding a wary "Why".
"Oh, no reason," sighed Ginny who had obviously already given up. Parvati however hadn't.
"Look Hermione, I'm gonna be straight with you," started Parvati. "We want you to break the rules by sneaking out with us to go to Hogsmeade tonight".
The others groaned, their hopes of succeeding flashing before their eyes before fading. The expressions on their faces were dismal, but instantly turned to shocked and surprised when they heard Hermione's next words.
"Okay," she said and noticing their dumbfounded expressions, elaborated. "I already knew you were going to ask me and came to the conclusion that it might actually make a good change for me".
"Then why did you tell us you have homework?" inquired Lavender, closing her gaping mouth.
"I do have homework!" argued Hermione. "I just think that seeing as I have the whole weekend to do it, I may as well take the night off".
This sentence caused all three girl's surprised expressions to return to their faces. Hermione Granger, bookworm extraordinaire, was ditching homework to indulge in self-pleasure? Apparently so. Once they had absorbed the news, their faces lit up in smiles as they gathered around Hermione congratulating her and patting her on the back.
"Well come on!" Parvati broke the praising of Hermione up. "We only have an hour to get ready!"
Swaying drunkenly, Severus walked to the edge of Hogwart's grounds, before apparating with a faint pop to Hogsmeade. Slowly making his way through the crowds, he somehow managed to remember the location of the bar. Eventually he came across it, a neon green sign flashing with a sign saying 'Opening Night – Discounts'. Pushing the door open, he was greeted with horrendous singing from a short bald guy, who had his eyes firmly fixed upon a small blue screen.
Thinking that he could probably do much better then that old fool, he asked the nearest bar wench how he could sing up on stage. Smelling the alcohol on his breath, she wrinkled her nose and advised him to simply go up when the other was done, the song would be chosen randomly.
Just then, the bald man finished to much cheering and applauding, more for the fact that he was done than a good performance. Setting the now empty bottle on the counter, Severus Snape waltzed up the stairs leading to the stage and registered the name of the song, which was now appearing on the blue screen. Amazingly his alcohol-numbed mind was still able to make out and process the words. The song, he noted with a dry laugh was 'Potion' by someone or a group by the name of Morphine. Opening his mouth, he waited for the music to begin before starting to sing...
Exactly 1 hour and 13 minutes later, the foursome was ready to set out. They had taken extreme measures in their appearances, Hermione even straightening her hair for the first time since the Yule ball in her fourth year. Giggling and laughing, they made their way down through the common room and out the portrait hole, ignoring the curious and suspicious glances coming from their peers.
Sliding under Harry's invisibility cloak, which was only just big enough to conceal them all, Hermione got out the marauder's map, which along with the cloak, she had nicked from Harry. Assured that there was nobody between them and the entrance, but leaving the cloak on nonetheless, they shuffled their way down to the one eyed witch.
Unfortunately, they had missed a small dot labelled Peeves, whom they spied in the hall, knocking over suits of armour and pouring glue on the floor, which they had conveniently stepped in, thus making it impossible to move. Peeves noticed the set of footprints, which they had left before the glue had started to dry and cackled gleefully.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't ickle students out of bed and after curfew too," he taunted prodding them with the blunt end of a spear from a suit of armour, causing muffled 'ouches' to be emitted from the girls, who were trying to stay upright in order to not fall into the glue.
"Sod off Peeves," said Hermione as she muttered a 'scourgify' on the floor, the glue coming clean leaving them free to move once again.
Although unable to see them, Peeves followed them, stretching his hands out every now and then trying to catch 'ickle students', them ducking when he came close. Eventually they lost him, but now had to take a different route back to the humped statue, which they found after much wandering. Muttering the needed words, they descended into the tunnel, storing the cloak at the entrance. Walking together, Hermione was strangely excited at the prospect of breaking the rules, the rebellious side in her breaking free.
Reaching the end of the tunnel, they ascended the stairs and cautiously peeped through the trapdoor. Seeing no one, they pushed it completely aside and scrambled out, being careful not to damage their clothes in the process. Once they were all up, the trapdoor was once again pushed back into place and they made their way upstairs, easily mingling with the others in the crowded shop. Making their way to the door, they walked outside into the fading light. Night was approaching and it would soon be dark.
"So, where do you want to go?" asked Ginny. "The three Broomsticks is out of the question as the teachers often go there, but I'm sure there are plenty of other bars around".
"You mean you haven't planned it?" asked Hermione incredulously. "Where the hell are we going to go now?"
"I thought we could just wander around looking," Ginny shrugged apologetically.
Sighing melodramatically, the other three proceeded to do just that. They passed Quidditch Supplies, Honeydukes, Zonkos, the Hog's Head and a range of other shops, neither one of them agreeing on anything. Very soon they found themselves at the edge of Hogsmeade.
"Maybe we should just go back," suggested a defeated Parvati, at which Lavender and Ginny nodded their agreement.
"Come on guys," pleaded Hermione. "This is the one night I'm actually consenting to forsake all rules and enjoy myself and you're simply giving up?"
The girls shrugged. "Pretty much".
"Can we at least check out that place over there first?" she pleaded with them, motioning to a small building a couple hundred metres away.
"Fine," the others gave in. "But it's the last place before we go back".
"Okay"
The small group made their way across the ground, walking leisurely and chatting amongst themselves as to what this mysterious place might be. Was it a restaurant or a bar or a clothes store or a candy store? The possibilities were endless. Hermione knew what she wanted it to be, but didn't have high hopes in that respect as Hogsmeade was an all-magical place. Then again, it was isolated from the rest of the shops, though still in the same area. She at least hoped that it was open to minors and that they sold food and drink there – she was desperate. If this place was a dead end, they had wasted the whole night while she could probably have finished all her homework by now.
Suddenly reaching their destination, Hermione at once realised that it was muggle, from the electronic devices to the people. After that realisation came the one that told her it was a karaoke bar, judging from the sign. Apparently, it was also opening night. Hardly daring to believe her luck, she informed the others of this and they at once decided to spend the night here.
Pushing the door open, they looked around, mouths agape. There was a silver disco ball suspended from the ceiling and small tables situated around the room. There was a small bar too and a stage was set up complete with monitor and mike. What really surprised them though was the person on stage, singing.
It was their snarky Potion's master – Severus Snape.
Sorry it wasn't as long or good as the last chapter, but it was longer than the first one and I'm half asleep here. Will probably upload this in the morning.
Don't forget to review with names or votes for my poor nameless plot monkey
PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW