A/N: I'm gonna be slow on the updates because of my busy schedule
Peeved Adult Reader: Its all well and good that you would like to be a teen again for lack of those adult responsibilities and I'd rather be in your place despite it all. I already deal with work every other week, because I'm on co-op with my school. I only go to school every other week because I go to a technical vocational high school. All those "perks' you mentioned about being a grown up I already deal with. Being in control of my life without somebody else trying to fuck with me will be a blessing. My parents hate my friends because they're witches (like me), and they won't even meet them, and they hate my religious choice. If they could force me to be a Christian they'd do it. I'd rather declare emancipation and I'm on the verge of it because of how bad things are. Being on my own would be a blessing! As long as I could afford it at least.
PunkRock Pixie: Hope your Samhain was better then mine I spent it in Salem Ma, granted I had a good time despite everything but I rather felt like the main attraction at the Zoo. Imagine: your in a huge cage with several other witches and some guy has a megaphone screaming "Hurry, hurry step right up, come and gawk at the witches...never again Way too many drunks everywhere too. Its way to commercialized down there now.
Vema: I'm glad you like the story, but I have one thing to say. This is my fic, and my interpretation of how things are. JK. Rowling doesn't ever mention religion at all in her books but I don't really care. I have a pagan influence in all of my writing so it comes out. I'm glad you noticed though.
Thank you to all of my other reviewers!
Even Dreams Lie
By Akasha Ravensong
Chapter Eight: A moment of Study
I walked towards the Great Hall very satisfied with myself. I was lost in my thoughts and not paying attention to anything going on around me. It was a miracle that I made it through the halls without walking into anybody or anything. I supposed it was automatic. During my days at Hogwarts as a student I did the same thing with my nose in a book.
"Hermione! Wait up!" Ginny called to me.
I stopped and spun around, only to find myself face to face with her as she only just managed to stop in time. "How was your first day of classes?"
"It was interesting. Everyone thought they were gonna get off easy in Potions now that Severus was no longer teaching. They were so wrong!" She ad I laughed and I noticed an evil sort of twinkle in her eyes.
"Oh Ginny, did you go and turn yourself into Snape! Poor creatures to be relieved of one evil potions master to be stuck with another."
"I heard that"
My eyes went wide and I whirled around to see Severus Snape walked only a few feet behind me. "Well its true, that scowl is famous Severus. You have quite a reputation among your students."
"Yes and I try my best to uphold it," he drawled "It keeps the little brats in line."
"Oh come on now, it wouldn't hurt you for once to be kind to your students."
'Actually, it very well may, Hermione" Ginny cut in.
"Yes and who would have guessed that Innocent Virginia Weasly would be just as bad!"
"Hey, I'm not that terrible, I just had to be strict so that they wouldn't get any ideas! It is my first day you know!"
They continued on harmlessly bickering with one another ignoring Severus as he walked behind them. He took his chance to study Hermione. She now had the confidence that spoke of experience. He guessed that she was no longer quite as innocent in the ways of the world. He assumed that she was around 25 now. The clumsy Gryffindor girl who had left Hogwarts seven years ago had been replaced with a more graceful, mature adult.
But her eyes didn't twinkle quite the same way anymore, like the light that they had once had inside of them had gone out. The innocent fantasies of her childhood had no doubt been shattered. But she was still going strong and he smiled inwardly. Miss Granger was a strong person and would not easily break. He wondered what exactly she had been up to since she had disappeared from the limelight after the ever-famous Harry Potter had defeated Voldemort.
Severus sat down at the seat that was always reserved for the DADA Professor and began to eat his dinner absentmindedly. Every once in a while he noticed a few students glance his way and he glared at them with the infamous Snape scowl. Quickly they looked away anxious not to anger their Professor. Some things never change. Even now that he had gotten the job long coveted job of DADA professor he was not about to change his ways.
"Hermione! Please, I would never!" He heard Virginia Weasly exclaim rather loudly at something Miss Granger has said quietly to her. He saw the red headed girl blush profusely. The curse of having her fair skin, the poor thing.
Virginia Weasly was a bit of a pet of his while she was attending Hogwarts. She had shown great promise as a student and was exceptional at potions. He took her under his wing despite the fact that she had bee a Gryffindor and offered her an apprenticeship. She excelled like no other student he had ever had the pleasure of teaching. The only other who had come close to her talent had been Miss Granger, but he wouldn't allow himself to give the apprenticeship to her.
It was mostly out of spite that he ignored her potential, he mused. She irritated him to no end with her know-it-all attitude. He was extra hard on her in his class because he realized how easy getting good grades was for her, and he wanted her to have to work for her grades in his class. She met every challenge he set for her brilliantly, but she didn't have the passion for potions that Virginia had. Hermione was a brilliant witch with a talent for magick that few in the wizarding world possessed.
But it was something more. Hermione Granger intrigued him in a way nobody ever had throughout his entire lifetime. She got underneath his skin and refused to let him be free of her. And that dream he had a few nights ago was almost too much to bear. He had awoken sexually frustrated for the first time since he was first going through puberty.
Now, she was no longer a student and things were slightly more complicated because now it was no longer impossible for him to act upon his desires. But he didn't have the slightest clue where to begin, nor was he sure that he really wanted to act upon them. Hermione was made for a different kind of relationship then he wanted. Casual sex was something he assumed she didn't appreciate. He wasn't about to change his ways for her, or any woman for that matter. No he was better off alone. That way nobody would have the chance to hurt him again. Some wounds never heal.
He got up from the table annoyed with himself for dwelling on thoughts of the past and for spending so much time thinking about Miss Granger. He had better things to do and a good book waiting for him in his own personal Library in the dungeons. Robes billowing behind him he exited the great hall not noticing the woman watching him as he left with a slightly puzzled expression on her face.
Peeved Adult Reader: Its all well and good that you would like to be a teen again for lack of those adult responsibilities and I'd rather be in your place despite it all. I already deal with work every other week, because I'm on co-op with my school. I only go to school every other week because I go to a technical vocational high school. All those "perks' you mentioned about being a grown up I already deal with. Being in control of my life without somebody else trying to fuck with me will be a blessing. My parents hate my friends because they're witches (like me), and they won't even meet them, and they hate my religious choice. If they could force me to be a Christian they'd do it. I'd rather declare emancipation and I'm on the verge of it because of how bad things are. Being on my own would be a blessing! As long as I could afford it at least.
PunkRock Pixie: Hope your Samhain was better then mine I spent it in Salem Ma, granted I had a good time despite everything but I rather felt like the main attraction at the Zoo. Imagine: your in a huge cage with several other witches and some guy has a megaphone screaming "Hurry, hurry step right up, come and gawk at the witches...never again Way too many drunks everywhere too. Its way to commercialized down there now.
Vema: I'm glad you like the story, but I have one thing to say. This is my fic, and my interpretation of how things are. JK. Rowling doesn't ever mention religion at all in her books but I don't really care. I have a pagan influence in all of my writing so it comes out. I'm glad you noticed though.
Thank you to all of my other reviewers!
Even Dreams Lie
By Akasha Ravensong
Chapter Eight: A moment of Study
I walked towards the Great Hall very satisfied with myself. I was lost in my thoughts and not paying attention to anything going on around me. It was a miracle that I made it through the halls without walking into anybody or anything. I supposed it was automatic. During my days at Hogwarts as a student I did the same thing with my nose in a book.
"Hermione! Wait up!" Ginny called to me.
I stopped and spun around, only to find myself face to face with her as she only just managed to stop in time. "How was your first day of classes?"
"It was interesting. Everyone thought they were gonna get off easy in Potions now that Severus was no longer teaching. They were so wrong!" She ad I laughed and I noticed an evil sort of twinkle in her eyes.
"Oh Ginny, did you go and turn yourself into Snape! Poor creatures to be relieved of one evil potions master to be stuck with another."
"I heard that"
My eyes went wide and I whirled around to see Severus Snape walked only a few feet behind me. "Well its true, that scowl is famous Severus. You have quite a reputation among your students."
"Yes and I try my best to uphold it," he drawled "It keeps the little brats in line."
"Oh come on now, it wouldn't hurt you for once to be kind to your students."
'Actually, it very well may, Hermione" Ginny cut in.
"Yes and who would have guessed that Innocent Virginia Weasly would be just as bad!"
"Hey, I'm not that terrible, I just had to be strict so that they wouldn't get any ideas! It is my first day you know!"
They continued on harmlessly bickering with one another ignoring Severus as he walked behind them. He took his chance to study Hermione. She now had the confidence that spoke of experience. He guessed that she was no longer quite as innocent in the ways of the world. He assumed that she was around 25 now. The clumsy Gryffindor girl who had left Hogwarts seven years ago had been replaced with a more graceful, mature adult.
But her eyes didn't twinkle quite the same way anymore, like the light that they had once had inside of them had gone out. The innocent fantasies of her childhood had no doubt been shattered. But she was still going strong and he smiled inwardly. Miss Granger was a strong person and would not easily break. He wondered what exactly she had been up to since she had disappeared from the limelight after the ever-famous Harry Potter had defeated Voldemort.
Severus sat down at the seat that was always reserved for the DADA Professor and began to eat his dinner absentmindedly. Every once in a while he noticed a few students glance his way and he glared at them with the infamous Snape scowl. Quickly they looked away anxious not to anger their Professor. Some things never change. Even now that he had gotten the job long coveted job of DADA professor he was not about to change his ways.
"Hermione! Please, I would never!" He heard Virginia Weasly exclaim rather loudly at something Miss Granger has said quietly to her. He saw the red headed girl blush profusely. The curse of having her fair skin, the poor thing.
Virginia Weasly was a bit of a pet of his while she was attending Hogwarts. She had shown great promise as a student and was exceptional at potions. He took her under his wing despite the fact that she had bee a Gryffindor and offered her an apprenticeship. She excelled like no other student he had ever had the pleasure of teaching. The only other who had come close to her talent had been Miss Granger, but he wouldn't allow himself to give the apprenticeship to her.
It was mostly out of spite that he ignored her potential, he mused. She irritated him to no end with her know-it-all attitude. He was extra hard on her in his class because he realized how easy getting good grades was for her, and he wanted her to have to work for her grades in his class. She met every challenge he set for her brilliantly, but she didn't have the passion for potions that Virginia had. Hermione was a brilliant witch with a talent for magick that few in the wizarding world possessed.
But it was something more. Hermione Granger intrigued him in a way nobody ever had throughout his entire lifetime. She got underneath his skin and refused to let him be free of her. And that dream he had a few nights ago was almost too much to bear. He had awoken sexually frustrated for the first time since he was first going through puberty.
Now, she was no longer a student and things were slightly more complicated because now it was no longer impossible for him to act upon his desires. But he didn't have the slightest clue where to begin, nor was he sure that he really wanted to act upon them. Hermione was made for a different kind of relationship then he wanted. Casual sex was something he assumed she didn't appreciate. He wasn't about to change his ways for her, or any woman for that matter. No he was better off alone. That way nobody would have the chance to hurt him again. Some wounds never heal.
He got up from the table annoyed with himself for dwelling on thoughts of the past and for spending so much time thinking about Miss Granger. He had better things to do and a good book waiting for him in his own personal Library in the dungeons. Robes billowing behind him he exited the great hall not noticing the woman watching him as he left with a slightly puzzled expression on her face.