A little more than a week later, Hermione was still playing out the kiss in her head. It was mind blowing! She'd never imagined she'd be thinking along those lines about a teacher, but here she was, at breakfast willing herself not to look up to the head table.
"How cliché; bookworm Hermione Granger has the hots for her professor." She thought amusedly. The sheer irony of the situation was yet ANOTHER reason why that kiss had been a bad idea…. Not to say that she did not enjoy it… "Quit thinking like that!" she scolded herself.
She was taken out of her stupor by the loud laughter that erupted in the Great Hall. She looked to see the source of this commotion and saw a young man standing in the hall clad in nothing but his shoes and boxer shorts! The words Property of Rolanda Hooch were seemingly tattooed across his chest in bright purple writing, but he seemed oblivious as to the source of the laughter. He sat up at the head table, taking a place beside Sirius.
"Hey Moony, how are things?" Sirius asked.
"Alright, do you happen to have any idea why everyone is laughing?" Remus asked. He had obviously transformed during the night.
They were interrupted by a certain Madame hooch walking by and pinching Remus in the tush. He yelped and gave Sirius an accusatory look.
Sirius smiled, taking the charm that made Remus blind to his lack if disillusioned clothing off of the poor lycanthrope. He nearly vomited when he saw his state of attire. It did not help that he had chosen the boxers with the smiley faces that day… but the vibrant purple declaration of ownership was too much to bear!
"Happy birthday Moony!" Sirius called after him as he made a dash back to his chambers.
It was good to be back.
A few days later, the trio was called to Dumbledore's office. Harry gave the password (Kit Kat) and they proceeded to climb the still, non escalating staircase.
"Professor, you NEED to get those bloody stairs looked at!" Ron said, out of breath.
"Is everyone at this school so unfit?" he asked to the room, but before one could offer up an answer, he ushered them to sit down.
It was then; the trio noticed that Sirius, Snape and Remus were also there.
"It had come to my attention that Voldemort will launch an attack on Hogwarts before the end of this scholastic year." He began "It is for this reason that I've decided it would be beneficial for the three of you to graduate ahead of schedule. You each will be assigned a tutor so that if and when war does break out, you've the full benefit of a magical education behind you."
The misery apparent on the boy's faces was obvious. They'd rather die in battle than (God forbid) STUDY HARDER!
Hermione seemed indifferent though. She could probably have passed her NEWTs in 6th year, so doing a bit of extra work would make little difference. She was just glad she'd still be able to finish her education and that the war would hopefully not affect her schooling.
"I'm to assign you your tutors. Harry, because you need more practice in Occulmency, Severus here has agreed to be your tutor. Ron, Remus will be your tutor, I believe he may actually be able to discipline you to finish your work on time. (No offence Sirius)"
"None taken" he said.
"And that leaves Hermione and Sirius."
And in that moment, Hermione's worst nightmare had come to life… working one-on-one, with the professor she was infatuated with… She was about ready to Adava herself.
"Now, I'd suggest you go and plan your next few months, you have a lot of work ahead of you!"
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