The Perfect Grade
By Lisa aka Lord Snape's Lady.
A/N I know I hate these but I have to put this.
I KNOW I SHOULDN'T BE WRITING THIS!! And I also know there's a collective sigh three updates in less than a week! I have no idea what's going on with Bob but hey, he stings and then I have to write it!
Sorry for anyone who's being reading Snape's life after the war but bob isn't getting his furry ass into gear on that front so hey a new fic! Oopsies!
I don't own this, nor do I own Starbucks! Or Austin powers (he's not in this btw I just love him!)
Rated R - just in case.
Summary – Just how far would Hermione go to get the perfect grade?
Hermione Granger was sat in the Head Girl rooms and she was thinking. As usual, her thoughts were about school.
'What am I going to do, I need the perfect grade in everything and I'm not. And no, I'm not going to become the Gryffindor version of Pansy Parkinson and sleep with my teacher to score a perfect grade. And I can't say I wouldn't. But unless I can think of something to do to boost my grades that will have to be my plan B. I still need a plan A though!
What does he do on a morning; I'm sure I heard Draco whinging about it when we were doing patrol. Oh goddess what was it. Oh that was it he was annoyed because Snape had gone to get his morning coffee from Starbucks and he wasn't able to get a hangover cure. Well, that's an idea...'
Hermione got up from her bed and left her rooms with a determined glint in her eyes. Professor Severus Snape was NOT a morning person. He wasn't even an afternoon person; hell he wasn't even an evening person. Whenever you caught him he would be in a bad mood, especially on a day like today.
First of all his alarm clock hadn't gone off and so he'd overslept, he had barely had enough time to get dressed and get to his lesson on time, let alone apparate to Starbucks and get his morning dose of espresso. And on top of all that he had the seventh year Gryffindor and Slytherin class to deal with. The door to the potions classroom flung upon and Snape glided in.
He sat down at his desk, flicked his wand and the instructions for the potion to be made that day appeared on the chalkboard.
He called the register and only stopped when he got to Hermione Granger.
"Mister Potter, perhaps you could tell me the whereabouts of the third member of your trio?"
Harry who was deep in concentration and not paying much attention said,
"Ron oh he's over there sir."
"No Potter not Weasly but Granger – the girl with frizzy hair" he clarified.
"Er Mione where are you Snape wants you." He responded while looking under his desk.
"Oh never mind Potter and 10 points from gryffindor for acting blonder than Malfoy is."
Draco looked up and after a loud 'all right' he got back to his work trying to figure out what Professor Snape had meant.
Then for the second time that lesson, the classroom doors flung open. This time it was Hermione who entered.
She strode up to Professor Snape's desk, threw him an almost apologetic look and then placed something on his desk.
He smiled inwardly and then in his silky-est and most deadly voice he said,
"Thank you Miss Granger, 10 points from gryffindor for disrupting my lesson and a further 10 points from gryffindor for trying to bribe me with a cup of Starbucks coffee."
Hermione turned and quickly set up her workstation and began to prepare her ingredients.
'How can he say that, I was doing a nice thing for him. Ok I was trying to bribe him because I have the perfect grade in every subject except potions where I come under Malfoy. Goddess knows why because he can be so ditzy at times it makes models look intelligent. Looks like I'm gonna have to up the stakes a little...'
Malfoy suddenly shouting interrupted Hermione's musings,
"Oh my god, I get it now that's just plain insulting and rude and really hurtful" he said while tears spilled down his face.
Some of the class merely chuckled and got back on with their work. While Harry and Ron both looked at Malfoy and then at each other with horrified looks on their faces.
'Thank god I only have to teach that blonde idiot until the end of the year. I have no idea how he's lasted so long here. Actually yes I do, its because of me giving him no, constantly giving a passing grade in potions. That and the fact he keeps stealing people's homework.'
He took a sip of his coffee.
'God this is perfect. How did she know? I wonder what she'll come up with next?'
A/N 2 – sorry this is crap but its only the beginning and it will get better and all of you thought this would be smutty get your minds out of the gutters [for a while anyway ;)]
Please press the lovely purple go button below and review. If you have any ideas for other things that Hermione could do for Snape, please let me know in a review and I'll incorporate into the story. All credit will be given for the ideas.
And I know its short but sorry it's all I could come up with! Sorry!
By Lisa aka Lord Snape's Lady.
A/N I know I hate these but I have to put this.
I KNOW I SHOULDN'T BE WRITING THIS!! And I also know there's a collective sigh three updates in less than a week! I have no idea what's going on with Bob but hey, he stings and then I have to write it!
Sorry for anyone who's being reading Snape's life after the war but bob isn't getting his furry ass into gear on that front so hey a new fic! Oopsies!
I don't own this, nor do I own Starbucks! Or Austin powers (he's not in this btw I just love him!)
Rated R - just in case.
Summary – Just how far would Hermione go to get the perfect grade?
Hermione Granger was sat in the Head Girl rooms and she was thinking. As usual, her thoughts were about school.
'What am I going to do, I need the perfect grade in everything and I'm not. And no, I'm not going to become the Gryffindor version of Pansy Parkinson and sleep with my teacher to score a perfect grade. And I can't say I wouldn't. But unless I can think of something to do to boost my grades that will have to be my plan B. I still need a plan A though!
What does he do on a morning; I'm sure I heard Draco whinging about it when we were doing patrol. Oh goddess what was it. Oh that was it he was annoyed because Snape had gone to get his morning coffee from Starbucks and he wasn't able to get a hangover cure. Well, that's an idea...'
Hermione got up from her bed and left her rooms with a determined glint in her eyes. Professor Severus Snape was NOT a morning person. He wasn't even an afternoon person; hell he wasn't even an evening person. Whenever you caught him he would be in a bad mood, especially on a day like today.
First of all his alarm clock hadn't gone off and so he'd overslept, he had barely had enough time to get dressed and get to his lesson on time, let alone apparate to Starbucks and get his morning dose of espresso. And on top of all that he had the seventh year Gryffindor and Slytherin class to deal with. The door to the potions classroom flung upon and Snape glided in.
He sat down at his desk, flicked his wand and the instructions for the potion to be made that day appeared on the chalkboard.
He called the register and only stopped when he got to Hermione Granger.
"Mister Potter, perhaps you could tell me the whereabouts of the third member of your trio?"
Harry who was deep in concentration and not paying much attention said,
"Ron oh he's over there sir."
"No Potter not Weasly but Granger – the girl with frizzy hair" he clarified.
"Er Mione where are you Snape wants you." He responded while looking under his desk.
"Oh never mind Potter and 10 points from gryffindor for acting blonder than Malfoy is."
Draco looked up and after a loud 'all right' he got back to his work trying to figure out what Professor Snape had meant.
Then for the second time that lesson, the classroom doors flung open. This time it was Hermione who entered.
She strode up to Professor Snape's desk, threw him an almost apologetic look and then placed something on his desk.
He smiled inwardly and then in his silky-est and most deadly voice he said,
"Thank you Miss Granger, 10 points from gryffindor for disrupting my lesson and a further 10 points from gryffindor for trying to bribe me with a cup of Starbucks coffee."
Hermione turned and quickly set up her workstation and began to prepare her ingredients.
'How can he say that, I was doing a nice thing for him. Ok I was trying to bribe him because I have the perfect grade in every subject except potions where I come under Malfoy. Goddess knows why because he can be so ditzy at times it makes models look intelligent. Looks like I'm gonna have to up the stakes a little...'
Malfoy suddenly shouting interrupted Hermione's musings,
"Oh my god, I get it now that's just plain insulting and rude and really hurtful" he said while tears spilled down his face.
Some of the class merely chuckled and got back on with their work. While Harry and Ron both looked at Malfoy and then at each other with horrified looks on their faces.
'Thank god I only have to teach that blonde idiot until the end of the year. I have no idea how he's lasted so long here. Actually yes I do, its because of me giving him no, constantly giving a passing grade in potions. That and the fact he keeps stealing people's homework.'
He took a sip of his coffee.
'God this is perfect. How did she know? I wonder what she'll come up with next?'
A/N 2 – sorry this is crap but its only the beginning and it will get better and all of you thought this would be smutty get your minds out of the gutters [for a while anyway ;)]
Please press the lovely purple go button below and review. If you have any ideas for other things that Hermione could do for Snape, please let me know in a review and I'll incorporate into the story. All credit will be given for the ideas.
And I know its short but sorry it's all I could come up with! Sorry!