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Final Test:
Behind the Mask
Hermione walked into her class room. She hadn't been in this class room since before the war. It felt odd going back into the one class room where she had learned to battle. Her last year DADA classes had been turned into a combat class. Rumeus had come back just for this particualer class. Dumbledore had asked him to teach the kids to fight, to save their lives if they had to. She paused for a moment in the door way and then walked in. The desks had been placed randomly around the room. She walked over to the desk that she, Ron and Harry had claimed as their own for the past six years and sighed.
"Looks like I'm not going to be sitting here this year." she said aloud.
"But would will like it much better sitting up here." said a deep, calm voice. Hermione turned around quickly and say Dumbledore sitting at the 'teacher's' desk.
"Honestly, Professor. You could have given me a heart attack." she held her hand over her chest and tried to calm herself down.
"Please forgive me, Hermione. I did not intend to surprise you." he smiled at her and his eyes twinkled. "I just wanted to make sure you found the class room. Not that I needed to, seeings how this was one of your favorite classes." Hermione blushed.
"Can I help you with something, Professor?" she walked up to the desk Dumbledore was sitting.
"Actually you just might be able to." if possible the twinkle in his eyes became brighter. "You see I know school has just started but I'm at a loss for a head for one of the houses."
"But Professor..."
"Albus, please." he intrupted.
"Albus, I don't understand. Luckly none of the heads where injured in the war, why would you need to replace one of them?" asked Hermione.
"You see, McGonagall has asked to be relived of the position for awhile and I can't deny her." he chuckled a little. "I was hoping that since you happen to be a Gryffindor alumni now that maybe you would like to keep an eye on the dorm until Minerva feels she is up to doing the job again."
"I would be honored to, Albus." smiled Hermione. "I do hope that doesn't mean I'm going to have to pack once again."
"Of course not. Minerva is still the Transfiguration teacher and you are the DADA teacher. Your rooms are placed near your class rooms so that you may rest between classes. I can have it set up so you will have a direct link to the Gryffindor tower from your chambers. It's not that difficult." Suddenly a bell began to ring and students started to file into the room. "I will leave you to your job Professor Granger. I do hope you enjoy youself."
"I will try, Albus."
Potions class room
Severus' cloke bellowed out from around him as he slammed the dungon door open. Several of the first year that were waiting for him to enter jumped.
"There will be no foolish wand waving in this class..." he started as he approched the front of the class. A sneer crossed his lips as he continued his famous start of term speech. He pointed his wand at the black board behind him. "Read chapters one though five and have two feet of parchment on my desk by next class on how belladonna and witch hazel counter act each other when prepairing the anti-drowning potion. Explain why they react how they do and Friday we will be brewing the potion. Next Monday you will be testing the potions on your fellow peers in the lake."
The first year started reading the chapters assigned in silence as Severus walked around the class room. A quiet knock came at the dungon door. The students looked up from their books but quickly looked back down when Severus staired at them. He walked to the door to find a prefect standing at the door looking slightly un-nerved.
"Yes?" asked Severus. "I do hope you relize you are intrupting my class."
"Y-yes, Professor Snape. I'm very sorry to do that. I was sent by Professor Dumbledore to give you this letter." said the prefect. "He told me that I was to wait for your answer." Severus took the letter and read it to himself.
'Severus,
I am sorry to intrupt your lesson but I wish to imform you that there will be a Head of House meeting this afternoon before dinner and as Head of Slytherin you must attend the meeting. Please tell, Miss Smith if you will be able to attend the meeting.
Albus'
"Miss Smith, please tell Dumbledore that I will be at the meeting. And that he could have just sent an owl." said Severus with venom in his voice.
"Y-yes S-ir." the girl quickly turned from the door and headed up the stairs. "Absolutely annoying." he said under his breath. "Back to work!" he yelled.
DADA class room
"Professor Granger, is it true that you fought in the war?" asked a first year Ravenclaw.
"I did." smiled Hermione. "I learned that even though I had trained for a long time in DADA and other parts of magic, common sense and good reflex will be the best weapon in battle." "Did you ever see You-Know-Who?" asked a Hufflepuff. "I've heard that you saw him and he tired to kill you!" there was a lot of chatting after this coment.
"Actually, I did see him. But not he didn't try and kill me. Well, I can't really say that..." Hermione stopped to think how to answer that. Luckly there was a knock on the door. Hermione walked from the front of the room to the back of the door.
"Professor Granger. Professor Dumbledore sent me to deliver this to you." the prefect, Miss Smith, handed the letter to Hermione. She read it to herself.
'Hermione,
I am sorry to intrupt your lesson but I wish to imform you that there will be a Head of House meeting this afternoon before dinner and as temporary Head of Gryffindor you must attend the meeting. Please tell, Miss Smith if you will be able to attend the meeting.
Albus'
"Thank you, Miss Smith. Please tell Albus that I will be at the meeting tonight." she smiled at the girl. "Now if you will excuse me."
"Yes, ma'am" Hermione closed the door and turned back to her class.
"Where was I?" several hands shot up in the air. 'This is going to be a long day.' she thought to herself.
Lunch
Hermione took her seat next to Severus at the head table. Her feet were killing her and she was completely parched. She took her goblet and filled it with pumpkin juice and started to drink it. She ate her dinner quietly. She had four classes today and didn't know how the other professor did it. Her first class was First year Ravenclaw-Hufflepuff, the second class was fourth year Gryffindor-Ravenclaw, her third class was sixth year Slytherin-Hufflepuff and her last class was her advance DADA class with all four houses seventh years who got "O's" in their O.W.L.'s (She has this class almost every day). Harry and Ron had been in that class, as well as a few people she didn't really care for (Malfoy, Parkinson ect... [Slytherin]). She ended up having to take points in each class and of course she awarded points. She was very pleased that she could take 125 points from Malfoy for a coment he made about her sleeping her way into the potions. (I would have killed the boy but then again...I have other plans for him. evil gin) She also gave in a detention for a week.
Seeings how the classes had been cut short for the first day of term Hermione didn't have any more classes that day (The classes had only been about an hour to and hour and half each). She made her way from the Great Hall to the entrance hall. She walked down towards the lake and sat down under a tree. She looked out on to the lake and sighed. "I really should be inside preparing for tomorrow's classes."
"What fun would that be?" came a voice behind her. Her dark haired friend took a seat next to her. On the other side her red haired friend took a seat.
"Mione I never thought I'd enjoy a class as much I did yours." beamed Ron. "I mean it wasn't all that great when you assigned that homework but still."
"Ron it's not that much. A foot of parchment on the Basilisk should be a breeze for you and Harry. Concidering that is what he found in the Chamber of Secrets our second year."
"But you have to remember Hermione, it was you that did all the smart work. I just killed it." laughed Harry. "But at least I know what it looks like." Hermione shook her head.
"How are the other class you're taking?"
"Not too bad." sighed Ron. "I finally saw something in a crystal ball."
"Really?" asked Hermione. "What?"
"I saw Harry, picking his nose!" both Harry and Ron burst out laughing. Hermione just shook her head again. "Snape seems even more ticked off then normal." said Harry, after he calmed himself down. "It's like somethings bothering him."
"Not to mention the way he kept staring at Mione during lunch." added Ron. "Since when does he show up for lunch? I've never seen him come to lunch before in all the time I've been here."
"Al-Dumbledore had made it manditory for us to attend at least two meals a day. Dinner being one of them. He wants to make sure that we are eating." explained Hermione.
"But he was at breakfast." said Ron. "If he only has to go to two meals and one of them being Dinner why didn't he just pick one of them and give us one meal of peace."
"RON!" cried Hermione. "He's a professor!"
"So?"
"You do realize that I'm one now too, right?"
"Of course we do." smiled Harry as he slinked his arm around her waist.
"Harry I already told you, not to do that. Please don't make me take points away from you for condunct unbecoming of a student." pleaded Hermione, pulling away from Harry.
"You wouldn't."
"But I would." said a silky voice. "Professor Granger, Albus has asked me to find you. He has informed me that you've taken the head potion." Hermione nodded and stood up. "Well then we had better get to the meeting before we are late."
"Of course. I'll talk to you guys later." Hermione waved as she and Severus walked back up to the castle.
"He fancies her you know." said Ron out of nowhere.
"WHAT?!" yelled Harry. "Its beyond obvious."
"Ron! Please, Snape can't stand her and you know it."
"Then why is he so protective of her? And tell me why it was him at the hospital with her and not you?"
"You know my Uncle wouldn't let me go and see her...wait..." Harry took in what Ron said. "Snape went to the hospital to see her?" Ron nodded.
"He was there almost every day." Ron looked out to the lake. "Mum and I went to see her once and he was there sitting next to her bed holding her hand sleeping. After she woke up he would come and see her but never went over and talk to her. The day she left the hospital she got a dozen red roses. I know he sent them to her."
"How do you know I didn't send them?" asked Harry. (Shame on you Harry.) Ron looked at Harry.
"I was working at the floral shop when the order came in." Harry looked shocked. "Yes I took a job at a floral shope this summer to earn some money. Anyways, I was in the back room when he came in and ordered them. I saw what he had written on the card. He didn't sign it."
"That doesn't mean he fancies her!" stormed Harry. He left his friend sitting next to the lake by himself.
Severus and Hermione joined Professor Sprout and Madame Hooch (is she the Head of Ravenclaw?) in Dumbledores office. McGonagall was standing next to Albus.
"Thank you all for coming. This so be a short meeting." smiled Albus. "I would first like to thank Hermione for taking the positon as a temp. Gryffindor head while Minerva here takes some time off."
"Are you going away, Minerva?" asked Sprout. She shook her head.
"I just need some time. This war as taken a lot out of me. If you all remember it was my house that was hit hard with the losses. Our seventh year has only eight graduating this year. Nine if you count Miss Granger." she smiled at her favorite student. "I just need some time."
"We understand." said Madame Hooch. "If you need anything, please don't hesitate to ask." Mineva nodded.
"Now that we have that done." grunted Severus.
"Yes." said Albus. "I would like to discuss the up coming Halloween dance. Which houses is it this year that has to plan it."
"Gryffindor and Slytherin." said Sprout. "Last year it was myself and Hooch."
"Ahh, that is right." smiled Albus. Once again that twinkle appeared. "Severus you and Hermione will work together on the preperations on the dance this year." Hermione's eyes grew very wide and Severus' jaw fell. Albus just smiled.
A/N: Who would have guess that Ron would be so calm? And so smart? Alright that was just me. I don't like him being thought of as a moron. Besides I have plans for him and Harry later on hint hint. If you are wondering about the title of this chapter it has to do with the fact that Snape has this mask he wears to make his seem so mean but when Ron saw him at the hospital he saw past that mask. That is why he is so calm about the whole him liking Hermione...I need a theme for the dance. Give me some ideas! R&R begs please!
Final Test:
Behind the Mask
Hermione walked into her class room. She hadn't been in this class room since before the war. It felt odd going back into the one class room where she had learned to battle. Her last year DADA classes had been turned into a combat class. Rumeus had come back just for this particualer class. Dumbledore had asked him to teach the kids to fight, to save their lives if they had to. She paused for a moment in the door way and then walked in. The desks had been placed randomly around the room. She walked over to the desk that she, Ron and Harry had claimed as their own for the past six years and sighed.
"Looks like I'm not going to be sitting here this year." she said aloud.
"But would will like it much better sitting up here." said a deep, calm voice. Hermione turned around quickly and say Dumbledore sitting at the 'teacher's' desk.
"Honestly, Professor. You could have given me a heart attack." she held her hand over her chest and tried to calm herself down.
"Please forgive me, Hermione. I did not intend to surprise you." he smiled at her and his eyes twinkled. "I just wanted to make sure you found the class room. Not that I needed to, seeings how this was one of your favorite classes." Hermione blushed.
"Can I help you with something, Professor?" she walked up to the desk Dumbledore was sitting.
"Actually you just might be able to." if possible the twinkle in his eyes became brighter. "You see I know school has just started but I'm at a loss for a head for one of the houses."
"But Professor..."
"Albus, please." he intrupted.
"Albus, I don't understand. Luckly none of the heads where injured in the war, why would you need to replace one of them?" asked Hermione.
"You see, McGonagall has asked to be relived of the position for awhile and I can't deny her." he chuckled a little. "I was hoping that since you happen to be a Gryffindor alumni now that maybe you would like to keep an eye on the dorm until Minerva feels she is up to doing the job again."
"I would be honored to, Albus." smiled Hermione. "I do hope that doesn't mean I'm going to have to pack once again."
"Of course not. Minerva is still the Transfiguration teacher and you are the DADA teacher. Your rooms are placed near your class rooms so that you may rest between classes. I can have it set up so you will have a direct link to the Gryffindor tower from your chambers. It's not that difficult." Suddenly a bell began to ring and students started to file into the room. "I will leave you to your job Professor Granger. I do hope you enjoy youself."
"I will try, Albus."
Potions class room
Severus' cloke bellowed out from around him as he slammed the dungon door open. Several of the first year that were waiting for him to enter jumped.
"There will be no foolish wand waving in this class..." he started as he approched the front of the class. A sneer crossed his lips as he continued his famous start of term speech. He pointed his wand at the black board behind him. "Read chapters one though five and have two feet of parchment on my desk by next class on how belladonna and witch hazel counter act each other when prepairing the anti-drowning potion. Explain why they react how they do and Friday we will be brewing the potion. Next Monday you will be testing the potions on your fellow peers in the lake."
The first year started reading the chapters assigned in silence as Severus walked around the class room. A quiet knock came at the dungon door. The students looked up from their books but quickly looked back down when Severus staired at them. He walked to the door to find a prefect standing at the door looking slightly un-nerved.
"Yes?" asked Severus. "I do hope you relize you are intrupting my class."
"Y-yes, Professor Snape. I'm very sorry to do that. I was sent by Professor Dumbledore to give you this letter." said the prefect. "He told me that I was to wait for your answer." Severus took the letter and read it to himself.
'Severus,
I am sorry to intrupt your lesson but I wish to imform you that there will be a Head of House meeting this afternoon before dinner and as Head of Slytherin you must attend the meeting. Please tell, Miss Smith if you will be able to attend the meeting.
Albus'
"Miss Smith, please tell Dumbledore that I will be at the meeting. And that he could have just sent an owl." said Severus with venom in his voice.
"Y-yes S-ir." the girl quickly turned from the door and headed up the stairs. "Absolutely annoying." he said under his breath. "Back to work!" he yelled.
DADA class room
"Professor Granger, is it true that you fought in the war?" asked a first year Ravenclaw.
"I did." smiled Hermione. "I learned that even though I had trained for a long time in DADA and other parts of magic, common sense and good reflex will be the best weapon in battle." "Did you ever see You-Know-Who?" asked a Hufflepuff. "I've heard that you saw him and he tired to kill you!" there was a lot of chatting after this coment.
"Actually, I did see him. But not he didn't try and kill me. Well, I can't really say that..." Hermione stopped to think how to answer that. Luckly there was a knock on the door. Hermione walked from the front of the room to the back of the door.
"Professor Granger. Professor Dumbledore sent me to deliver this to you." the prefect, Miss Smith, handed the letter to Hermione. She read it to herself.
'Hermione,
I am sorry to intrupt your lesson but I wish to imform you that there will be a Head of House meeting this afternoon before dinner and as temporary Head of Gryffindor you must attend the meeting. Please tell, Miss Smith if you will be able to attend the meeting.
Albus'
"Thank you, Miss Smith. Please tell Albus that I will be at the meeting tonight." she smiled at the girl. "Now if you will excuse me."
"Yes, ma'am" Hermione closed the door and turned back to her class.
"Where was I?" several hands shot up in the air. 'This is going to be a long day.' she thought to herself.
Lunch
Hermione took her seat next to Severus at the head table. Her feet were killing her and she was completely parched. She took her goblet and filled it with pumpkin juice and started to drink it. She ate her dinner quietly. She had four classes today and didn't know how the other professor did it. Her first class was First year Ravenclaw-Hufflepuff, the second class was fourth year Gryffindor-Ravenclaw, her third class was sixth year Slytherin-Hufflepuff and her last class was her advance DADA class with all four houses seventh years who got "O's" in their O.W.L.'s (She has this class almost every day). Harry and Ron had been in that class, as well as a few people she didn't really care for (Malfoy, Parkinson ect... [Slytherin]). She ended up having to take points in each class and of course she awarded points. She was very pleased that she could take 125 points from Malfoy for a coment he made about her sleeping her way into the potions. (I would have killed the boy but then again...I have other plans for him. evil gin) She also gave in a detention for a week.
Seeings how the classes had been cut short for the first day of term Hermione didn't have any more classes that day (The classes had only been about an hour to and hour and half each). She made her way from the Great Hall to the entrance hall. She walked down towards the lake and sat down under a tree. She looked out on to the lake and sighed. "I really should be inside preparing for tomorrow's classes."
"What fun would that be?" came a voice behind her. Her dark haired friend took a seat next to her. On the other side her red haired friend took a seat.
"Mione I never thought I'd enjoy a class as much I did yours." beamed Ron. "I mean it wasn't all that great when you assigned that homework but still."
"Ron it's not that much. A foot of parchment on the Basilisk should be a breeze for you and Harry. Concidering that is what he found in the Chamber of Secrets our second year."
"But you have to remember Hermione, it was you that did all the smart work. I just killed it." laughed Harry. "But at least I know what it looks like." Hermione shook her head.
"How are the other class you're taking?"
"Not too bad." sighed Ron. "I finally saw something in a crystal ball."
"Really?" asked Hermione. "What?"
"I saw Harry, picking his nose!" both Harry and Ron burst out laughing. Hermione just shook her head again. "Snape seems even more ticked off then normal." said Harry, after he calmed himself down. "It's like somethings bothering him."
"Not to mention the way he kept staring at Mione during lunch." added Ron. "Since when does he show up for lunch? I've never seen him come to lunch before in all the time I've been here."
"Al-Dumbledore had made it manditory for us to attend at least two meals a day. Dinner being one of them. He wants to make sure that we are eating." explained Hermione.
"But he was at breakfast." said Ron. "If he only has to go to two meals and one of them being Dinner why didn't he just pick one of them and give us one meal of peace."
"RON!" cried Hermione. "He's a professor!"
"So?"
"You do realize that I'm one now too, right?"
"Of course we do." smiled Harry as he slinked his arm around her waist.
"Harry I already told you, not to do that. Please don't make me take points away from you for condunct unbecoming of a student." pleaded Hermione, pulling away from Harry.
"You wouldn't."
"But I would." said a silky voice. "Professor Granger, Albus has asked me to find you. He has informed me that you've taken the head potion." Hermione nodded and stood up. "Well then we had better get to the meeting before we are late."
"Of course. I'll talk to you guys later." Hermione waved as she and Severus walked back up to the castle.
"He fancies her you know." said Ron out of nowhere.
"WHAT?!" yelled Harry. "Its beyond obvious."
"Ron! Please, Snape can't stand her and you know it."
"Then why is he so protective of her? And tell me why it was him at the hospital with her and not you?"
"You know my Uncle wouldn't let me go and see her...wait..." Harry took in what Ron said. "Snape went to the hospital to see her?" Ron nodded.
"He was there almost every day." Ron looked out to the lake. "Mum and I went to see her once and he was there sitting next to her bed holding her hand sleeping. After she woke up he would come and see her but never went over and talk to her. The day she left the hospital she got a dozen red roses. I know he sent them to her."
"How do you know I didn't send them?" asked Harry. (Shame on you Harry.) Ron looked at Harry.
"I was working at the floral shop when the order came in." Harry looked shocked. "Yes I took a job at a floral shope this summer to earn some money. Anyways, I was in the back room when he came in and ordered them. I saw what he had written on the card. He didn't sign it."
"That doesn't mean he fancies her!" stormed Harry. He left his friend sitting next to the lake by himself.
Severus and Hermione joined Professor Sprout and Madame Hooch (is she the Head of Ravenclaw?) in Dumbledores office. McGonagall was standing next to Albus.
"Thank you all for coming. This so be a short meeting." smiled Albus. "I would first like to thank Hermione for taking the positon as a temp. Gryffindor head while Minerva here takes some time off."
"Are you going away, Minerva?" asked Sprout. She shook her head.
"I just need some time. This war as taken a lot out of me. If you all remember it was my house that was hit hard with the losses. Our seventh year has only eight graduating this year. Nine if you count Miss Granger." she smiled at her favorite student. "I just need some time."
"We understand." said Madame Hooch. "If you need anything, please don't hesitate to ask." Mineva nodded.
"Now that we have that done." grunted Severus.
"Yes." said Albus. "I would like to discuss the up coming Halloween dance. Which houses is it this year that has to plan it."
"Gryffindor and Slytherin." said Sprout. "Last year it was myself and Hooch."
"Ahh, that is right." smiled Albus. Once again that twinkle appeared. "Severus you and Hermione will work together on the preperations on the dance this year." Hermione's eyes grew very wide and Severus' jaw fell. Albus just smiled.
A/N: Who would have guess that Ron would be so calm? And so smart? Alright that was just me. I don't like him being thought of as a moron. Besides I have plans for him and Harry later on hint hint. If you are wondering about the title of this chapter it has to do with the fact that Snape has this mask he wears to make his seem so mean but when Ron saw him at the hospital he saw past that mask. That is why he is so calm about the whole him liking Hermione...I need a theme for the dance. Give me some ideas! R&R begs please!