Title: Opposites

Summary: Hermione, a Gryffindor. Snape, Head of Slytherin. Total opposites, but opposites attract. First few chapters will be establishing a focus. Later on there will most likely be more romance. HG/SS

A/N: Hermione's POV may switch to Snape's later, but I can relate better to a girl, so… read on!

He strode into the Great Hall. My eyes were fixed upon him. Nobody else noticed him arrive, but I did.

This shouldn't be happening, I'm a Gryffindor! I shouldn't be crushing on a Slytherin. Well, I guess he's Head of Slytherin, but that still counts, right? He's looking at me! Oh, no I was wrong, he's looking at Malfoy, that little twerp.

Potions Class

"Hermione, Hermione! Wake up!" Harry whispered. Snape was walking over, and I was still asleep. Harry was even shaking me. I just wouldn't wake up.

It was too late. Snape (that greasy old git as Harry calls him) had seen me. He whispered a spell that made me wake up.

"What's going on?" I asked. My mind was all askew. Where was I? Who was that standing in front of me wearing the darkest black?

"Miss Granger, I do believe you were sleeping in my class. That'll cost you 50 points." Snape said with a sneer. My memory was coming back. I remembered what I had been dreaming about. Snape. Yes, again I had been dreaming about him.

"Let's see what Miss Granger over here was dreaming about, shall we? Was it anything… special?" Snape performed a spell, and instantly he was watching my dream. In it I was kissing him. Slowly Snape's sneer turned into a look of utter revulsion. "Detention tonight, 8:00, maybe it will stop those dirty thoughts of yours."

The rest of the day Harry and Ron pestered me about my dream. They wanted to know what it was about and who was in it. I never let one word escape out of my mouth. I've learned never to let Harry and Ron know anything about my dreams.

Detention

At 7:30 I started walking towards the dungeons. When I arrived I was a minute early, so I waited until exactly 8:00 and then knocked on the door.

"It's Hermione, I'm here for detention." I called.

"Come in Miss Granger, I have a special job for you tonight." Snape gave a slight sneer. "I would like you to help me finish some Veritaserum. I believe you know all about it. Is that right?"

"Yes Professor. Veritaserum is a powerful truth potion. It is used to make the drinker answer any questions truthfully." I stated.

"As usual, a response taken word for word from the textbook, Miss Granger, I expected better." Snape replied, he had a little smirk on his face, I wondered why.

I walked over to the potion which was boiling in a black cauldron. The potion was a pale blue. Fourth and Final Stage, I thought. Snape pointed his wand at the blackboard and instructions appeared on it.

"Read it carefully Miss Granger. You will regret it if you make a mistake." Snape said softly, he then walked over to a bookshelf, plucked a burgundy book from it and sat in a black leather chair and started to read.

I quickly got to work finishing the potion. I don't know why, but the whole time I had the strangest feeling; like someone was watching me intently. I looked around, nobody was there but Snape, and so I went back to work.

It took me an hour and a half to finish the Veritaserum. Once I had finished I walked up to Snape, sitting there in his leather black chair; he was still reading the burgundy book.

"Professor?" I mumbled.

"Yes Granger." Snape muttered back.

"I've finished the potion." I managed to stammer.

"Ahh. Excellent, let's see. Shall we test it?" Snape asked with a sneer.

"Test it? But Professor, the use of Veritaserum is strictly controlled by the Ministry of Magic." I stated. Oh god! Sometimes I do sound like a textbook! I thought to myself.

"Miss Granger, you think the pitiful Ministry of Magic has stopped me before?" Snape asked, he had a slight smirk on his pale face.

"Um… well…" I twittered, I did not know what to say.

"Come here Miss Granger." I walked slowly over to the cauldron, where Snape was now standing.

"Closer, you pitiful girl I do not have all night!" I moved closer. Snape ladled some Veritaserum into a black flask.

"Drink" He instructed me. I gingerly took the flask and dropped the contents down my throat. The next thing I knew my head was swirling and I lost consciousness.

A/N: What did you think? R & R