Author's note : And a new chapter !! Hooray! I just noticed that I hadn't
really put any author's note in the beginning of my chapters. And I'm
terribly sorry for: a) the poor length of my chapters and b) about my bad
updates.
Blame my chemistry teacher for my bad updates. He still is quite upset with me about a *cough* "accident" that happened on the chemistry hour, so now I have lots of detention.
[To those who wonder what I did, just know it includes me, my best friend, a Bunzerbrenner , two-three explosions and bugs. Lots of bugs. And screams. And a month detention.]
When Hermione came back to her room, she saw her parents in a deep discussion with professor McGonagall. As soon as they saw her, they stopped talking.
"- Hermione, where were you? We really worried about you!"
Hermione looked at her watch. 3 a.m. She left almost ten hours before.
"- I . . . I was with my Potions Professor, Mister Snape. He . . . wanted to talk with me."
McGonagall seemed to be satisfied with her answer, but Hermione saw her mother exchange a glance with her father. But both said nothing.
"- Miss Granger, the Headmaster sent me here to tell you that you will go to classes, as usual. I bought you your homework."
"- And about my . . . ehm. . . wings?"
"- Professor Flitwick is going to put an invisibility Charm on them, tomorrow morning. He was supposed to do it this afternoon, but you weren't here."
McGonagall bid them goodnight and left the room. Then she hurried to Dumbledore's office. Her star student being with Snape for ten hours and coming back intact couldn't be normal. She wanted to know what happened.
Meanwhile, Hermione sighed and jumped on her bed. Annabelle Granger sat beside her.
"- Hermione, where were you really?"
"- I already said where I was. I was in the Dungeons with professor Snape, my potions teacher."
"- The one you always sent small caricatures of and write about how annoying and slimy he is?"
"- Yes dad, erm . . . that's professor Snape. But now I really start to like him."
Bartholomew looked curiously at her daughter, and Annabelle chuckled.
"-And why that?-
"- He can fence."
At this; all three burst out laughing. Everyone who knew Hermione knew she would have done anything to have a good sword fight. But then again, no one really knew all the different faces of Hermione Granger.
*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°
Meanwhile in the dungeons, Severus Snape was wondering why he had embraced the girl earlier that evening.
* Shock of the reminisces of my past, the news delivered by Lucius Malfoy and the fencing skills of Miss Granger surely caused me some strange emotional shock.*
He went to bed and tried to read. But his mind couldn't focus. Frustrated, he tossed the book away and snapped off the lights.
Just when he was falling asleep, he remembered the young naked body of Hermione Granger, and he grinned in his sleep.
Blame my chemistry teacher for my bad updates. He still is quite upset with me about a *cough* "accident" that happened on the chemistry hour, so now I have lots of detention.
[To those who wonder what I did, just know it includes me, my best friend, a Bunzerbrenner , two-three explosions and bugs. Lots of bugs. And screams. And a month detention.]
When Hermione came back to her room, she saw her parents in a deep discussion with professor McGonagall. As soon as they saw her, they stopped talking.
"- Hermione, where were you? We really worried about you!"
Hermione looked at her watch. 3 a.m. She left almost ten hours before.
"- I . . . I was with my Potions Professor, Mister Snape. He . . . wanted to talk with me."
McGonagall seemed to be satisfied with her answer, but Hermione saw her mother exchange a glance with her father. But both said nothing.
"- Miss Granger, the Headmaster sent me here to tell you that you will go to classes, as usual. I bought you your homework."
"- And about my . . . ehm. . . wings?"
"- Professor Flitwick is going to put an invisibility Charm on them, tomorrow morning. He was supposed to do it this afternoon, but you weren't here."
McGonagall bid them goodnight and left the room. Then she hurried to Dumbledore's office. Her star student being with Snape for ten hours and coming back intact couldn't be normal. She wanted to know what happened.
Meanwhile, Hermione sighed and jumped on her bed. Annabelle Granger sat beside her.
"- Hermione, where were you really?"
"- I already said where I was. I was in the Dungeons with professor Snape, my potions teacher."
"- The one you always sent small caricatures of and write about how annoying and slimy he is?"
"- Yes dad, erm . . . that's professor Snape. But now I really start to like him."
Bartholomew looked curiously at her daughter, and Annabelle chuckled.
"-And why that?-
"- He can fence."
At this; all three burst out laughing. Everyone who knew Hermione knew she would have done anything to have a good sword fight. But then again, no one really knew all the different faces of Hermione Granger.
*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°
Meanwhile in the dungeons, Severus Snape was wondering why he had embraced the girl earlier that evening.
* Shock of the reminisces of my past, the news delivered by Lucius Malfoy and the fencing skills of Miss Granger surely caused me some strange emotional shock.*
He went to bed and tried to read. But his mind couldn't focus. Frustrated, he tossed the book away and snapped off the lights.
Just when he was falling asleep, he remembered the young naked body of Hermione Granger, and he grinned in his sleep.