I don't own Harry Potter, not that I would want to. Come one the boy is what, six-teen and I'm what they would call "too old for him." No I'd love to own, Snape. Is it me or is that man hot? Maybe I'm jsut sick in the head. shrugs Plz tell me what you think of this chapter. Worked that I'm having probs seeing due to an accident at work. Beware Keep Pine-Sol away from your eyes. mumbles to self stupid customers....
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"Please let me know of your decision by Sunday night, so as I can come up with something if you decline for Monday." Hermione nodded. Dumbledore helped her stand and they walked back to the castle.
Nither of them noticed a cloaked figure lurking in the shadows. "Please, say yes." said the figure in a low voice.
Now:
Hermione spent the next two days thinking of Dumbledore's proposal. She was extremely tempted to take the job. But then again it was her last year at Hogwarts. There would be a plus to accepting the job: She wouldn't have to take classes again. Granted she loved doing the home work every night and makeing sure that it was an A paper or that she had the articulation of a spell or incantation correctly. Also if she did take the job she would be able to help young minds grow. But there was, as with all things, a down side. She would have to teach her fellow peers. She would have to give them homework and give out detentions and take house points. Granted that wouldn't be a big problem with the Slytherin house but still.
"Mione are you going to sit there all night or are you going to come down to dinner?" asked Harry, standing at the entrance of the common room.
"Yes, I'm coming. I need to talk to Dumbledore anyways." she sent him a smile and stood up from her chair next to the fire.
"Well then lets get a move on!" wined Ron. "I'm starving!"
"Oh, Ron." laughed Hermoine, shaking her head.
The group made their way down to the Great Hall. Like every night it was full. It had become mandatory for all students to at least attened dinner. Hermione's eyes flew right to the head table upon entering the hall. She noted the empty chair between Snape and that suposide "seer", Trelawney. It was the seat reserved for the DADA teacher. Tomorrow every student would get their class schedule. She has only until mid-night to tell Dumbledore wether or not if she wanted to become a teacher. 'Professor Granger. I like the sounds of that.' she thought to herself. 'I guess I've made up my mind.'
Severus took his normal seat at the head table. 'Damn you Dumbledore. If isn't bad enough that I have to see these poor excuses of wizards every day you insist on me attending the evening dinner.' He would have rather taken his dinner in his private rooms so he could finish the potion he was working on. He had been trying to keep his mind off his goddess. These dinners weren't helping. It took all of is self control not to run down to the Gryffindor table and pull her into his arms. She teased him with her looks (she doesn't know she does this, mind you). He watches her smile at her friends and he hears her laugh. Oh the sound of that laugh, like harps of the heavens.
'Your going soft, Severus. Keep reminding yourself. She's a student.' he had to keep telling himself.
"Sev, you seem quiet t'night." said a deep voice.
"It's nothing, Hagrid. When did you get here?" he hadn't realized that he was talking normally with the ofe known as the Care of Magical Creatures Professor. Severus let his eyes fall on her again. She had her hair pull up today. A few peices of hair fell from the braid it was up in and framed her beautiful face and showed off her wonderful neck.
"Jus got in. Lest I made it here 'fore start of term." laughed Hagrid. "Whacha staring at?"
"No...nothing." he quickly turned his eyes at the part giant. "Thought I saw something."
"Mione you going with anyone to the halloween dance?" asked Harry.
"Hmm?" Her two friends were talking about that stupid match of Wizards Chess they had played in the tower. She had learned to tune them out.
"I asked...if you were going with anyone to the halloween dance?"
"Harry that's not for almost two months." she sighed. "What makes you think anyone's had a chance to ask me out?"
"Well, I had hoped no one had." he grinned. "I was thinking..." Hermoine held up her hand to stop him.
"Hold that thought, Harry. I need to go and talk to Dumbledore for a second." Harry nodded.
Hermoine walked up to the head table. She past several teachers. Saying her polite hello's she stopped infront of the headmaster. She waited for him to finish talking with Professor McGonagall. Her eyes roamed the other professors that sat at the table. Sprout and Madame Pomfrey were talking about some herbs that needed to be harvested and to her astonishment Snape was talking with Hagrid. Her eyes lingered on the potions master. He looked different somehow.
"Yes, Miss Granger?" The headmaster's voice tore her eyes from the professor.
"I wanted to ask you if the 'proposal' was still open?" McGonagall looked at her favorite student then at Dumbledore.
"Why yes, yes it is." beamed Albus. "I do hope you have come up here to take me up on my offer."
"If you really want me then I would be delighted to." smiled Hermione.
"Albus?" asked McGonagall. "Please tell me what 'proposal' you have offerd Miss Granger." Hermione and Dumbledore chuckled a bit.
"Minerva I offered Miss Granger here the position of DADA professor." smiled Dumbledore. "What did you think I asked of her?"
"I...nothing...nothing." she said quickly.
"Miss Granger, I do hope you haven't already unpacked your things. Unless you want to stay in the Gryffindore tower."
"I haven't had time to unpack. Beside what fool would pass the offer to begin a wonderful job like this before graduating."
"Speaking of which. In order for you to take the position you will need this." Dumbledore took out his wand and with a wave of it a roll of parchment appeared.
"Attention!" he said allowed. The whole hall became silent. "Granted it is the 'beginning' of the school year it seems a little out of place that I tell you all this but" he looked at Hermione. "It seems that we are losing one of our prized students. She has completed her studies here at Hogwarts and it is aparent to me that we are unable to challange her eager mind anymore. So it pleases me to tell you all that our Miss Granger here has now Graduated from Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry." He handed the parchment to Hermione. Her face became bright red.
The hall stayed silent. This only made Hermione's face grow, if possible, redder.
Suddenly, out of nowhere someone began to applaud. Hermione's eyes flew to the end of the head table. Hagrid was standing. His face beamed with pride. It was as if some one turned the volume in the hall up. The whole hall broke out in applause and many people were whistling and yelling. Dumbledore stood up from his chair and like it started the noise level dropped.
"I have another annocement. It seems that our new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor has decied to join us. Let me all introduse you to your new professor, Professor Granger."
If not sending her away made Snape smile, having her join the staff was pure ambrosia. (A/N: don't you hate these...ambrosia is a the fruit of the Greek Gods and my family eats it around Christmas and those other holidays.) He couldn't lust after her if she was a student. She was forbidden fruit. Now she was his equal, but still she was above him. His eyes searched up and down her body. 'Oh, how I long to for that body.' his body ached for her. If she only knew. 'Those annoying boys are around her again. Get your hands off of her, Potter!' he screamed in his mind as he saw Harry and Ron run up to her and wrap their arms around her.
"This has been a wonderful evening." smiled Dumbledore. "I wish to bid you all good-night and hope you are all ready for the start of term tomorrow. Now, let us all head to bed so as we will be well rested for tomorrow."
Final Test:
Start Anew
Last time:
"Please let me know of your decision by Sunday night, so as I can come up with something if you decline for Monday." Hermione nodded. Dumbledore helped her stand and they walked back to the castle.
Nither of them noticed a cloaked figure lurking in the shadows. "Please, say yes." said the figure in a low voice.
Now:
Hermione spent the next two days thinking of Dumbledore's proposal. She was extremely tempted to take the job. But then again it was her last year at Hogwarts. There would be a plus to accepting the job: She wouldn't have to take classes again. Granted she loved doing the home work every night and makeing sure that it was an A paper or that she had the articulation of a spell or incantation correctly. Also if she did take the job she would be able to help young minds grow. But there was, as with all things, a down side. She would have to teach her fellow peers. She would have to give them homework and give out detentions and take house points. Granted that wouldn't be a big problem with the Slytherin house but still.
"Mione are you going to sit there all night or are you going to come down to dinner?" asked Harry, standing at the entrance of the common room.
"Yes, I'm coming. I need to talk to Dumbledore anyways." she sent him a smile and stood up from her chair next to the fire.
"Well then lets get a move on!" wined Ron. "I'm starving!"
"Oh, Ron." laughed Hermoine, shaking her head.
The group made their way down to the Great Hall. Like every night it was full. It had become mandatory for all students to at least attened dinner. Hermione's eyes flew right to the head table upon entering the hall. She noted the empty chair between Snape and that suposide "seer", Trelawney. It was the seat reserved for the DADA teacher. Tomorrow every student would get their class schedule. She has only until mid-night to tell Dumbledore wether or not if she wanted to become a teacher. 'Professor Granger. I like the sounds of that.' she thought to herself. 'I guess I've made up my mind.'
Severus took his normal seat at the head table. 'Damn you Dumbledore. If isn't bad enough that I have to see these poor excuses of wizards every day you insist on me attending the evening dinner.' He would have rather taken his dinner in his private rooms so he could finish the potion he was working on. He had been trying to keep his mind off his goddess. These dinners weren't helping. It took all of is self control not to run down to the Gryffindor table and pull her into his arms. She teased him with her looks (she doesn't know she does this, mind you). He watches her smile at her friends and he hears her laugh. Oh the sound of that laugh, like harps of the heavens.
'Your going soft, Severus. Keep reminding yourself. She's a student.' he had to keep telling himself.
"Sev, you seem quiet t'night." said a deep voice.
"It's nothing, Hagrid. When did you get here?" he hadn't realized that he was talking normally with the ofe known as the Care of Magical Creatures Professor. Severus let his eyes fall on her again. She had her hair pull up today. A few peices of hair fell from the braid it was up in and framed her beautiful face and showed off her wonderful neck.
"Jus got in. Lest I made it here 'fore start of term." laughed Hagrid. "Whacha staring at?"
"No...nothing." he quickly turned his eyes at the part giant. "Thought I saw something."
"Mione you going with anyone to the halloween dance?" asked Harry.
"Hmm?" Her two friends were talking about that stupid match of Wizards Chess they had played in the tower. She had learned to tune them out.
"I asked...if you were going with anyone to the halloween dance?"
"Harry that's not for almost two months." she sighed. "What makes you think anyone's had a chance to ask me out?"
"Well, I had hoped no one had." he grinned. "I was thinking..." Hermoine held up her hand to stop him.
"Hold that thought, Harry. I need to go and talk to Dumbledore for a second." Harry nodded.
Hermoine walked up to the head table. She past several teachers. Saying her polite hello's she stopped infront of the headmaster. She waited for him to finish talking with Professor McGonagall. Her eyes roamed the other professors that sat at the table. Sprout and Madame Pomfrey were talking about some herbs that needed to be harvested and to her astonishment Snape was talking with Hagrid. Her eyes lingered on the potions master. He looked different somehow.
"Yes, Miss Granger?" The headmaster's voice tore her eyes from the professor.
"I wanted to ask you if the 'proposal' was still open?" McGonagall looked at her favorite student then at Dumbledore.
"Why yes, yes it is." beamed Albus. "I do hope you have come up here to take me up on my offer."
"If you really want me then I would be delighted to." smiled Hermione.
"Albus?" asked McGonagall. "Please tell me what 'proposal' you have offerd Miss Granger." Hermione and Dumbledore chuckled a bit.
"Minerva I offered Miss Granger here the position of DADA professor." smiled Dumbledore. "What did you think I asked of her?"
"I...nothing...nothing." she said quickly.
"Miss Granger, I do hope you haven't already unpacked your things. Unless you want to stay in the Gryffindore tower."
"I haven't had time to unpack. Beside what fool would pass the offer to begin a wonderful job like this before graduating."
"Speaking of which. In order for you to take the position you will need this." Dumbledore took out his wand and with a wave of it a roll of parchment appeared.
"Attention!" he said allowed. The whole hall became silent. "Granted it is the 'beginning' of the school year it seems a little out of place that I tell you all this but" he looked at Hermione. "It seems that we are losing one of our prized students. She has completed her studies here at Hogwarts and it is aparent to me that we are unable to challange her eager mind anymore. So it pleases me to tell you all that our Miss Granger here has now Graduated from Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry." He handed the parchment to Hermione. Her face became bright red.
The hall stayed silent. This only made Hermione's face grow, if possible, redder.
Suddenly, out of nowhere someone began to applaud. Hermione's eyes flew to the end of the head table. Hagrid was standing. His face beamed with pride. It was as if some one turned the volume in the hall up. The whole hall broke out in applause and many people were whistling and yelling. Dumbledore stood up from his chair and like it started the noise level dropped.
"I have another annocement. It seems that our new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor has decied to join us. Let me all introduse you to your new professor, Professor Granger."
If not sending her away made Snape smile, having her join the staff was pure ambrosia. (A/N: don't you hate these...ambrosia is a the fruit of the Greek Gods and my family eats it around Christmas and those other holidays.) He couldn't lust after her if she was a student. She was forbidden fruit. Now she was his equal, but still she was above him. His eyes searched up and down her body. 'Oh, how I long to for that body.' his body ached for her. If she only knew. 'Those annoying boys are around her again. Get your hands off of her, Potter!' he screamed in his mind as he saw Harry and Ron run up to her and wrap their arms around her.
"This has been a wonderful evening." smiled Dumbledore. "I wish to bid you all good-night and hope you are all ready for the start of term tomorrow. Now, let us all head to bed so as we will be well rested for tomorrow."