~Author's note~

Thanks to all my reviewers! And for a certain reviewer's info I do not need to go to school, thank you, for I am already in 4 honors classes (in high school) including Honors English! I also am getting a story of mine published! (so there! :p)

*back to the story*

Ch1: Snape's Revenge

Hermione walked towards the Great Hall for breakfast. Her first official day at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizarding had finally begun, and Hermione was more than happy to leave her life behind and start fresh.

No more parents, no more worrying that something would happen to Harry, and most of all, no more Krum…

She was relieved of the last one the most. The business of everyday life would keep her from missing her ex-boyfriend. Her parents had been more than sympathetic when her word had come to a crashing halt, but she needed more than words and looks of compassion, she needed work. That was the way Hermione Granger had always functioned: Keep busy and don't dwell on it.

As a result of this 'motto', she had experienced less dates and relationships than even Neville. But she didn't care very much at the moment, all she was concern with was feeding her growling stomach and talking with her two best friends.

Snape scanned the room, looking for Hermione. He wanted to see her face.

A "before" picture, he mused.

As she entered the room, he gasped, for she was looking more beautiful than he had ever seen her. A momentary pang of regret seeped into his chest.

Did he really want to hurt her? he thought, but as he looked at her, now sitting with Ron and Harry, her beauty had disappeared.

Yes, he chuckled to himself as he ate the rest of his breakfast.

Hermione made it through the rest of the day, without so much as a thought towards Crum.

Uhg, she groaned, potions! She had always hated potions. Oh, she loved the subject, but hated the teacher.

He had always went out of his way to make her life a living hell, she mused as she took her seat in between Harry and Ron.

"Today we will be learning a potion that will help all you dumb asses who can't read. It is call a literacy potion."

Hermione noticed that this particular potion had been in the book she had asked him to look at.

"Professor," she asked, raising her hand,

"Wasn't this particular potion in that book-"

"10 points from Grifindor, for your smart-aleck remark, Miss Granger." Snape interrupted.

He sat back while they went to work, She was smarter that I thought, he mused. For he had picked this particular potion out of the book she had showed him. I was one of his favorites.

After the students had finished cleaning up the messes they had made, Snape dismissed everyone.

"Except you Miss Granger," he called.

Swallowing hard, Hermione waited until everyone had left.

"No, Ron, don't wait, I'll be fine," she said as she pushed him out the door and closed it behind her.

"Now, professor, I know you wanted to talk to me, but those points that you took were way out of line!" she cried,

"You used that potion on purpose, so I would say something!"

Snape looked at her as she took out her furry, he just waited until she was done.

"And lastly," she said, continuing her speech,

"Wait, you aren't listening to a word I'm saying are you?"

"No, I rather think I'm not!" he smiled as he came towards her.

Hermione felt awkwardly scared for the first time in her life. I mean, this is Snape, what would he do to me?!

She felt her thoughts flood out of her when he reached up and grabbed her face. Then he pulled her lips to his, and she opened her mouth in response.

What the hell was he doing? His thoughts were clouding in his head,

He was supposed to hurt her, not seduce her!

And as abruptly as it began, the kiss ended.

"What the hell-" Hermione started, but her mouth was captured by his again. It was her, this time, that pulled away.

Seeing her fear, Snape yelled,

"Go! Just go!" And he watched as Hermione quickly left the room.

As soon as she was gone, he punched the wall.

Damn her for messing with his purpose! He was supposed to show her who was boss, but instead she had affected him like no woman had ever had! No woman except Lily… He shook his head, Don't even go there, he told himself,

Next time there would be no mistakes! She would know that he called the shots!

Hermione walked towards her room, trying to calm down.

What the hell had just happened? she asked herself.

Snape had just kissed her and she had liked it! She tried to shake her head clear of that thought,

I was scared and mistook it for liking. He just caught me off-guard. Next time he won't even get close! She told herself as she flopped down on her bed.

She didn't go to dinner that night, and she tried to get thoughts of Snape out of her head. She tried everything, sleeping, reading, listening to music, but nothing would get the potions master out of her head.

Snape sat in his chambers and thought of Hermione. But instead of allowing himself to think of that kiss that had left them both breathless, he came up with a plan for next time.

For next time…