A/N: sorry this one is so short, but unfortunately it's the last chapter I have finished and my fiancée has my computer at the moment, so it'll be a while. Please please please review! And enjoy.
Ron sat motionless watching Snape, with a smirk on his face, watch Harry stomp up the stairs.
"Well, I'm sure Hermione will be happy to meet you," said Mr. Granger.
These people have not clue, Ron thought.
"Oh yes, just delighted," Snape said, his voice absolutely dripping with sarcasm.
Ron met his eyes, then quickly looked away, frightened by them.
What was he doing down here anyway? Why wasn't he upstairs with Hermione, Harry and…
Malfoy, Ron glumly thought.
Ron wasn't sure who he'd rather be with at the moment. Snape, who had a growing hate toward him and his friends or Malfoy who used to be the same but supposedly broke free of a stupid curse and is actually nice now?
"I'll go get Hermione," Ron quickly made up his mind and headed for the stairs.
Before he went up he stopped at the bottom stair and turned toward Snape, "Professor?" Ron politely asked.
"What is it, Weasley?" Snape coldly asked back.
Ron had been wanting to ask someone this question since before last school year ended. Someone who would know the answer.
"Who's the new defense against the dark arts teacher?" he asked.
Snape's lip curled, "Such questions are no business of yours, Weasley," he said, his eyes flashing. Ron basically tripped up the stairs trying to get to Hermione's room, away from Snape.