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Hermione continued to stare. Wow her whole opinion of Snape had changed. No longer did she see him as the broody uncaring potions teacher. Now she saw him as well.... well she did not know. His room was covered from head to foot in teddy bears. Large ones, small ones, pink ones and many many black ones. There must be hundreds, they all looked very well cared for. So this is what Snape had wanted her to keep secret. She smiled, it probably would not do much for his mister evil and brooding image if this got out. She walked around the room looking at the bears. Each one looked careful preserved and very well loved. Hermione laughed to herself, it was true you did learn something new everyday. Rather than explore the rest of the room Hermione slumped down on the bed. She had had a busy day and was tired. Rather than change she simply drifted off to sleep.
Harry and Ron were having much more fun than Hermione. Poor Snape was having to put up with their childish jokes and mocking of him. He rolled his eyes, how did Granger put up with this pair of loosers? Could his day get any worse? This morning he had been just another moody teacher dreading another day of teaching Hufflepuffs and now, well now he was just another moody teenager stuck with two immature boys. It was just like when he had been at school. Potter was exactly like his father and Weasley, well Weasley was not clever enough to be compared to any of Potter seniors gang. No Weasley was in a league of his own. After what seemed like an age they finally reached the common room. "You wait here me and Ron will check if the common room is clear and we'll come back and get you." Snape sighed, the last thing he wanted to do was see anymore students from Gyriffindor. Harry and Ron whispered the password to the fat lady and entered the common room. Snape stood patently outside waiting for them to come back.
He waited and he waited but they did not return. How could he have been so stupid? This was a classic joke of course they were not going to come back and he did not know the password. He would try and get in anyway. Puffing his chest out he walked up to the fat lady. "Let me enter." The Fat Lady who had been snoozing looked angrily down at Snape. "Password." Snape faltered but only for a second. What was the password? He was sure he had heard Professor Mcgonagle talking about it. He racked his brain but was unable to recall it. "I can't remember. It's late can't you just let me in." After the rude way Snape had spoken to her he Fat Lady was unwilling to help. "No password no access. You'll just have to wait for someone else to let you in." The Fat Lady was confused normally this girl was very polite but today there was something different about her. Oh well she was tired and the girl should not have been so rude, she went back to her nap. She was sure someone would be along soon. Snape considered shouting at the Fat Lady but realised in the end that this would do him no good. He would just have to wait for Potter to come back or for someone to let him in. He was in for a long wait.
Harry and Ron ran up to their dormitory laughing. "When do you think he'll realise?" Through fits of giggles Harry shrugged. The boys were laughing so hard that the others in the dorm began to stir. "Shhhhhhhh" Ron hissed to Harry. The last thing he wanted was a barrage of questions from Neville. The two boys crept into their beds and began to change into their pyjamas. It was only then they realised they were in the wrong beds. This promoted yet another round of laughter. After swapping over and changing they lay down to sleep. Harry drifted off straight away but Ron lay awake. He was thinking about Hermione. How would he be able to impress her if he never saw her? After all now she was in Snape's body she would be teaching all day. The only time he would see her would be in the Great Hall and it would look a bit odd if Snape came and sat with them. It was then he began to realise he did not actually care. He was having so much fun with Harry that Hermione no longer mattered. Anyway he was far to young to be getting a girlfriend. Perhaps he would try again in a year when he had matured a bit more. He giggled to himself. If you ended up like Snape when you matured, then Ron wanted to stay immature forever. And with that happy thought he drifted off to sleep quite forgetting about Snape sat in the corridor.
When Harry and Ron emerged from behind the Fat Lady the next morning, Snape had gone. He was probably sat somewhere plotting their demise, not that they cared that much. The sun was pouring through all the windows and it was clear that today would be another nice day. After their lessons, Harry and Ron would head out to the Quiddich pitch and practise for a while. As they walked along the corridor they realised that their first lesson would be potions. What a happy coincidence, the one day Hermione was Snape they had a lesson with her. It would be a doddle compared to normal Snape's lessons. The boys headed off towards the Great Hall full of mischief.
Snape had eventually been let into the common year by a first year in the early hours of the morning. It had taken him a while to finally find his bed and in the process he had woken some of the girls up. Hermione was not the most popular girl at the best of times and Snape's little incident did nothing for her image. Snape had been rudely woken by them the next morning. While the others went down to breakfast he frantically searched for Hermione's timetable. He eventually found it and was flabbergasted by the size of it. How did the girl have time to socialise. It seemed every hour was filled with lessons.He shrugged and walked to the wardrobe. Disgusted by the choice of clothes he pulled out the first thing he saw, this happened to be Hermione's best dress. Although to Snape's eyes it was the biggest fashion disaster ever. Not that he much cared all he had to do was get though today and then he would be back to his normal self. He pulled the dress on and then attempted to brush his hair. He did not have much luck the brush became tangled in the mass of hair. No amount of tugging or pulling seemed to be able to get it out. He was eventually forced to yank it extremely hard which caused a huge chunk of hair to come out. Hermione's normally curly hair now looked like a bird nest. Snape reached for his wand but realised it was back in his own room. Unwilling to use Granger's he lamely attempted to tie the hair back. He eventually gave up all together and headed for the potions lesson.
Hermione stood outside the classroom, she did not know if she was excited or scared. She needed to keep everything as normal as possible, the slightest change and she could be discovered. The best way to do that was act exactly the same as Snape. Appearances were everything and so it began. She billowed into the classroom. Snape who was sat near the back of the class sneered, a second class billow, if that, he thought to himself. No one would ever belive that was the real Snape. The class stared at Hermione waiting for her to speak. She stood admiring her power for a few seconds. The moment passed and she realised she actually needed to speak. Turn to page 555 and someone tell me the ingredients to a sleeping potion. Snape smiled to himself this was easy. "The ingredients are......." "Silence" Screamed Hermione. The class jumped. "Granger did I ask for your answer. No. Did I even see you put your hand up. No. You will speak only when spoken to!" Hermione enjoyed shouting at Snape. Now he would know how it felt. At the front of the class Ron and Harry burst out in laughter, they could not believe that Hermione had just shouted at Snape. Not amused, Hermione glared at the two boys. If they had been paying attention they would have noticed that Hermione's face was growing redder and redder. She would not put up with this kind of behaviour in her class. " You two detention tonight. Meet me here after you have eaten." This silenced the boys. Had Hermione really just given them a detention? She was meant to be their friend, however after seeing the angry look on her face they decided not to argue.
Giggles seemed to be infectious in the classroom and they had spread to Malfoy. Draco Malfoy was a particularly nasty Slytherin boy who Hermione could not stand. At every given opportunity Malfoy would make fun of her. Well now the roles were reversed. Normally he was immune to things like detention in Snape's class. After all Snape would not want to make his own house look back. However it was not Snape teaching potions today, but Hermione instead. "And you Malfoy!" Hermione smiled she was enjoying this. "You can join them! Now silence and read page 555!" Draco was both outraged and surprised. How could Snape do this to him? There was definitely something strange going on. He opened his mouth to protest but Crabb nudged him. "I wouldn't look at his face." Crabb, for once was right. He would keep his mouth shut for now. But he was determined to find out what was happening and when Draco wanted something he generally got it.
Snape sat humiliated. The rest of the class carried on seemingly uncaring about what had just happened. They were use to Hermione being a know it all and they were use to Snape knocking her down. Today was no different from any other in their eyes. Hermione smiled to herself, now Snape would know how it felt to be humiliated in front of everyone. It had worked, Snape had a sudden feeling of guilt, he had done the same thing to her a million times. The difference now was that he knew how it felt. Snape felt a new kind of admiration for her. Even though lesson after lesson he knocked her down she kept trying. Perhaps he had misjudged her. Still he would have plenty of time to find out at his detention that night. Surely Granger had been joking about that, I mean how could she put him in detention? And especially a detention with Malfoy, Potter and Weasley. It would be hell.
