Author: Louise Mills
Email: thephoenixsong@hotmail.com
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Author's Note: I want to mention a few of my reviewers who have given me great suggestions and plots they wanted to see in my story pureblood. The reviewers are Timgold, Shdurrani, ears91 and cherrity. I will be using all your suggestions at some point, and shdurrani don't ruin the story for the other reading email if you want to.
Summary: Hermione is told she is really a pureblood witch. Her and Harry get a few surprised though out their firth year, and how powerful they both really are. (I have changed the summary, as I have been writing the story I thought it would be better for Ron to still talk to Harry and Hermione, but that doesn't mean it will always stay like that!!)
Chapter Rating: 15
Chapter 8
Professor Snape walked into the classroom and silence immediately took hold of the room, no one wanted to brave the waft of the notorious angry teacher.
Snape started to write ingredients on the black board, then wrote the name of the potion at the top after, it was like a ritual for him to write the name of the potion until last, it was a way to surprise his students same times at what potion they were going to make. But if he looked deep down he would realise it wasn't really his ritual, but the way his grandfather wrote everything then he was a little children and his grandfather was one of the most amazing characters he had ever met in his life. He hardly remembers the times he spent with his grandfather, as he died when he was only six, and sub-consciously he had embedded his grandfather antics into his daily live. This was the time before any rifts within the family started to develop, and when Snape line were into the white arts and he and his cousins were best of friends.
When he was at Hogwarts he told no one he was a relative to the most famous Gryffindor in the whole school, James Potter. He knew after him and James had fixed the beech, their parents made years before they joined Hogwarts, James had never told his best friends 'the marauders' that he was related to their worst emery. He admitted to James that he was sick and tried of playing the games his parents wanted him to play, and how they forced him and be angry and right-down rude to him. When inside the hurt him more to hurt James, and even more so when James both physically hurt and embarrassed him in front of the whole school. As he knew he deserved whatever James had put him though.
The night he was sorted at Hogwarts he literally begged the sorting hat to place him in Slytherin so he wouldn't disappoint his parents, the sorting hat knew the minute he put the hat on he wasn't a true Slytherin at heart and belonged to another house. The sorting hat didn't really need him the beg, it only tried to talk him out of finally deciding on Slytherin, but he had one the most famous trait he got from his mother family, who happen to be James's Dad's sister (Potter's Side), he was as stubborn as hell once his mind was made up.
Once he reconciled his relationship with James, he became the person he really was and he loved and the time he spent with James. He missed his cousin and his cousin darling wife, whom was more surprise his antics and calling her mudblood was an act he had to keep up to make it seem that he was truly a Slytherin that his parents always wanted him to be.
When Dumbledore asked him after the day his baby cousin Harry destroyed Voldemort, to join the staff that Hogwarts he was over the moon, he could be the teacher that he always wanted in school a fair and considerate teacher, but his dreams fell short when Dumbledore asked him to he head of Slytherin and to act like he did at school. When Snape asked him why he had to act like the person he never was? Dumbledore sighed regretfully knowing full well how Snape would loved to be himself. Dumbledore told him it was because a lot of death eater's children would be in his house and that they had to believe he still fought beside the dark lord. As they would obliviously tell their parents if a Slytherin was acting out of character, and that the order of phoenix still need him be a valued spy for them, even though the threat of the Dark Lord had gone, his death eaters still remained. So he once more became Slimy Git, Snape.
Now that he was able to be himself again, as Voldemort knew of his treachery, he was going to let Hogwarts see whom he really was, starting with the class that consisted his cousin's child, and his notorious house's 5th years.
He wrote the title of the potion in curly writing, which read the motionless potion.
"Please can you get the ingredients that are stated on the black board, quietly? Miss Hamilton, Mr Potter I need to speak to you, please come up to the front!" The slytherin's started to laugh loud as the believed Harry and Hermione were already in trouble. Harry and Hermione glanced their way and just rolled their eyes, as they knew they were going to be given their advanced assignments for the class.
"Didn't I just say gather the ingredients for the potion in silence, Mr Malfoy?"
"Yes sir, but were only laughing because Potter and Mudblood are already in trouble with you sir." Malfoy said innocently to his favourite teacher.
"Mr Malfoy when I say silence I mean silence I especially except my orders to be respected from my own house. And Mr Malfoy you will attention detection tonight with Mr finch for insulting a fellow student, and ten points from Slytherin for not carrying out a teachers order!" Snape said calmly, shocking both the Gryffindor and Slytherin students equally, and Malfoy crammed shut his mouth and didn't say another word for the whole lesson. He was reviewing his thoughts about his now ex-favourite teacher at Hogwarts.
Harry and Hermione were standing in front of Professor Snape's waiting for him to stop glaring at Malfoy, he slowly turned back towards his two awaiting students shaking his head disappointedly.
"I am sorry for Mr Malfoy outburst Miss Hamilton, especially calling you that awful word."
"That's okay Professor it doesn't really bother me then people insult me, as I see them as insure people have to result to insulting people just to get a high." Hermione answered, not caring if she was talking out of turn, Snape smiled.
"You are to much like your mother!" He started, this resulting in Hermione smiling back at her professor.
"Thank you, sir!"
"Your Welcome, anyway onto your lesson, both of you will have advanced potions that are related to the potions your fellow classmates will be doing. Meaning you will be producing a motionless potion but a stronger version and a lot harder to produce. Here are the ingredients you need and the instructions, which will have to be carried out exactly as it is stated. And for your homework tonight, I want you to research the potion in full, and the others uses for your potion, the name you of the motionless potion you will completing is 'Defectio Motusus'."
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"Well that was a rather shocking lesson! I wonder what has come over Professor Snape? I didn't think I see a day the Professor would take points away from his own house!" Lavender said eager, wanting to know what the other thought.
"I don't think anything did come over Professor Snape, Lavender. I think for the first time we re actually seeing the real Professor Snape!" Harry stated then quickly darted away from the group, dragging Hermione reluctantly away.
"Harry, Hermione do you know sometime we DON'T?" Lavender shouted after them.
"That's for us to know Lavender and you to find out!" Hermione shouted back equally as loud as lavender did, giggling along the away in the excitement of being dragged away by Harry to somewhere she didn't know where they were going.
"Harry? Where we're going?" Hermione asked, when Harry decided to slow down.
"It's a surprise!" He stated mysteriously.
Harry slowly pulled and pushed Hermione along corridors she had never seen before, it was obvious they were in the part of the castle that was never used, and it scared her. He finally stopped outside a portrait he pulled out his wand and whispered a spell that made the portrait move aside to show an opening to a room. Harry gestured for Hermione to walk forward, the minute Hermione walked into the room it made her feel safe and warm, and the ceiling was enchanted, like the great hall. Very worn sofas, antique table and chair and the colour were reds, blues, yellows, and greens. There was a huge bay window that seemed to fill one entire side of the room, and a view of the mountains,
"It's beautiful!" Hermione expressed.
"I suppose so, I hadn't really thought about it that much! Dumbledore gave me this room last year, right after the tri-wizard tournament, for the solitude I needed. At the time the beauty of the room wasn't in my mind!"
"Dumbledore gave you this room? Are you sure he didn't say barrow?" Hermione question, it seemed highly unlike the headmaster of a school like Hogwarts would give a student one of it's rooms. Harry chuckled as he had asked the same question to Dumbledore the year before.
"Yes, pretty sure. He said and I quote "The room is rightfully yours, and I believe it is the right time you knew of it's existence and rightfully give it back the family, your family." I want you to use this room encase you ever need solitude or you can't stand to be around me!"
"I don't think there ever going to be a time I don't want to be with you, or round you!" Hermione seductively said as she approached Harry. She placed her arms around his neck and leaned into him.
"But I'm glad you showed me the room, it's quite romantic place!" She finished speaking and placed her lips on Harry's whom immediately grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer. This caused them to fall back into one of the sofas in the room, she broke contact the minute they hit the sofa and looked at Harry, she noticed how turn-on he was just by a kiss, and she smiled devilishly and straddle Harry's Lap. She pushed him further against the sofa and captured his lips again this time more passionately. Harry felt like his was on fire and Hermione felt like she was in the middle of a volcano.
Harry's hands started to wonder, he pulled Hermione's blouse out of the waistband of her skirt, Hermione moaned into the kiss when Harry's hands touched her bare skin, she moaned more when they started to travel up. His hands brushed the side of the breast and electricity flowed though them, this caused Hermione to brake away from the kiss. Harry knew he went a little to far to soon, and he pulled back he hands back out from under her blouse.
"Harry we should stop I not ready to go any further, I'm not even 15 yet, lets wait a little longer?!"
"Your right, I don't think I'm ready yet either, but I couldn't help myself. Must be Hormones!" Harry stated, not regretting that Hermione pulled away or stopped him, he knew he wasn't ready.
"Yeah, probably" Hermione said, while chuckling. Hermione climbed off his lap and they snuggled together occasionally kissing until lunch. Making sure their hormones didn't make themselves do something they weren't ready for.
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