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"One more class and then I can head to the library and start all my homework." Hermione said to the boys.
"Oh bloody hell Hermione! We only have transfiguration homework…and it's due next week!" Ron said waving his hand in exhasturation.
"Ron, Shut up. I happen to like to get my work done. Instead of doing it at the last minute. Unlike some people I know." Hermione said looking at Ron.
He said nothing and Hermione smiled knowing she won this argument.
The three of them stepped into the potions room, for one of the first times…on time, and took there seats in the back. Only seconds later, Malfoy and his friends came into the room, glaring at the trio. They too glared back.
Silver eyes caught brown, and didn't let it go till Severous Snape came into the room, like he did every year slamming the door open and walking so fast his robes billowed behind him. 'He kind of looks good this year'...'Wait what did I just say' Hermione thought. Though to some people's eyes, he did look a little bit better.
Hermione's P.O.V
Well he does look better. His hair isn't so greasy no more. But straight and silky hair came around his face. His eyes were so intense and dark, that they looked just about black. And maybe he is happy about something, because the wrinkles that once came about his face was gone, and now rested smooth pale skin, with a crooked nose and a hard jaw line. I could also tell, he came from a rich family. His robes looked made of pure black silk. And under it was a smooth wrinkle free button down black shirt. With black tailored pants. With shiny black shoes that looked so shiny you might be able to see your face in it. As for his body. He was tall. Very tall, around 6'4. Like Ron I mused. But I couldn't tell about his chest. I couldn't see what it looked liked under his robes. 'Wait a sec. Did I want to?' oh god. I better not get a crush on him. No. he is a professor. NO NO NO NO NO, was the only thought in my head. I was repeating these thoughts someone tapped my shoulders.
Oh no.
I looked up and saw the man I was staring at no less then 10 seconds ago looking down at me. Oh God.
"Ms. Granger" Oh my God his voice is so smooth. Sounds like silk. Like his robes. "Can you please tell me why you didn't answer my question? Or better yet, even acknowledge I asked one?" he asked.
"I'm sorry professor. I wasn't paying attention." I said looking down.
"Not paying attention ey? And why not?"
"Because my mind was on something else sir" Please don't ask what. Please don't ask what.
I think god heard me because all he said was.
"5 points from Gryffindor. Ah feels good to be back again." He smirked and walked back down to the front of the class. He turned to faced us.
"Now were just going to do a little review, because I doubt you little hooligans read over the summer, well except a certain bookworm." As he said this the Slytherins looked at me. "Now who can tell me what the Polyjuice Potion does?" a lot of people looked at me and I nodded at Ron to answer. He raised his hand first.
"Wow that's a first Weasley. I would have thought Hermione would have answered." Wait a second did he just say Hermione? And not Granger? Oh my God.
Ron stood up. And cleared his throat." 'When the polyjuice potion is properly brewed it allows you take the place of another, as long as you have a piece of that person. A hair is most used.' "Ron sat down. And Snape looked shocked. Ron winked at me.
"5 points to Gryffindor." You could tell it was hard for him to say that.
Ron's Point of View
"You see Hermione! I listen to you…sometimes" I said.
"This is the first time you listened Ron." Hermione laughed kind of.
"Guys, shut up. I got to go round up the qudditch team. Ron meet us at the pitch in 20 minutes. Okay?" Harry asked me.
"Yea sure Harry."
"Yea I'll see you guys later. I'm off to the library." I scoffed.
"Oh come on Hermione! Ah never mind. Go. See you later" I said as she walked away.
I started walking up to the common room to get my quidditch robes and broom, when I bumped into someone.
"Oh, im sorry. Are you okay?" I asked as I helped her up. Oh shit I thought as I looked down at Luna Lovegood.
"Sorry Luna. Are you okay?"
"Yeah Ronald, its okay. I wasn't paying attention." She held up the Quibbler. "I was reading."
"Please Luna call me Ron" I begged her slightly. I hated my name.
"Nope. It sounds better this way. Trust me. Bye Ronald." She giggled and gave me a kiss on my cheek and walked away continuating reading her magazine upside down. I blushed a little after she kissed my cheek.
Tuesday lunch
Hermione's P.O.V
I can't lie. I was just as hungry as Ron. Care of magical creatures wore me out and I could eat a whole horse. I took potatoes chicken a biscuit pumpkin juice and some chocolate pudding.
"You see Harry. We eat she complains. She eats like a pig, and we can't say anything! That isn't fair!" Ron whined.
"Oh Ron! Shut up. I'm hungry and I watch you eat nastily every day. Why cant I for once. I'm hungry" I repeated.
Just about as he was about to go on, the mail came, and I saw Samone flying towards me with hundred other owls. Ron got something from his mother, Harry something from note from Lupin. And I got one from my parents. I petted Samone and gave her a piece of bread and she flew off. To professor dumbledor. Um okay.
'Dear Hermione
How did your first day of school go? Or second depending on how fast you get this letter.
Listen sweetheart. Now I don't want you running home when you hear this but your father, well, he is sick. The doctor said he won't make it. He has only a few days. You see when he told you, he already knew. But he didn't want you to know all of it. Your father doesn't want you to see him like this, so he wishes the time at kings cross the last time Hermione.
He wants me to tell you he loves you very much. And if you ever need him, too look inside your heart. We already notified your head master. I'm sure he will give you some days away from school. We both love you very much. And I will owl you when we have the funeral okay? Please don't worry Hermione. People have to leave one day…im sorry my self that your father's time is soon over, but please remember sweetheart you had many good times with him. Once again he loves you very much alright? And so do I. I will see you soon baby. Please remember what I said.
Love dad and mom.
Joining the dry tears that were most likely her mothers, her wet ones joined the paper. Oh my God. No. I got up. Harry and Ron looked at me. Questioning looks on their faces.
"Hermione what's wrong?" Harry asked.
"Everything." I said and ran out of the hall out of the doors and out by the lake… I ran as fast as I possibly could and collapsed on the grass on my knees and started crying holding my head. Screaming in my head why didn't he tell me sooner.
Mostly everyone saw Hermione leaving and running out. Though one person got up and one person only
Professor Snape walked out towards the lake. Towards one crying girl. A beautiful one by that. Even though he nagged her in class yesterday he did it because he had a rep. So to make it up, before Dumbledor got up, he nodded as in saying he would go.
Clearing his throat Hermione looked up at him.
"Please go away professor. I'm not in the mood to be have taking points off for crying. So please with all do respect go away." Hermione asked choking on her words because of her crying. But he didn't leave she noticed. Instead transfigured a rock into a chair and sat beside her kneeling form.
"Do you mind telling me what's wrong Miss Granger?" he asked. And she noticed softly. Not coldly.
"Yes I do mind professor." She said.
"Well we could probably make things a little better if you tell me." He suggested and made her look at him by putting his hand under her chin and pushing her face up at his.
"Uhg. You want to know so bad huh? Here" she said and threw the letter at his face and got up and walked around.
His eyes skimmed the letter. And slightly widening at the words he saw. Completely understanding. He had lost his parents also…though not at a young age like her. He was around 30 when he lost his parents to Voldemort. He did it as a lesson when he had a hunch he was betraying him.
He got up and walked up to her, and came behind her and put his hand on her shoulder.
"Miss Granger I know how you feel. But this is life. We can't do anything about these problems that pop up in life. But we all have people here to help us. You have Potter, Weasley, Dumbledor, all the professors, and your friends. And me to Hermione." He put both of his hands on her shoulders. The way she was looking at him. With her eyes wide, full of tears and surprise. He just had to do this.
He did the one thing she thought he would never do. And that was hugging her and letting her cry into his expensive clothes.
'Is he really doing this for me? I thought he would just laugh and walk away.'
She continued crying until all you heard was sniffling. He once again tilted her head up. Looking into her eyes.
'I know I will regret this later.' He thought as he brought his lips down apon her and closed his eyes as hers did.
"Oh shit. Miss Granger im sorry. I'm your professor, and I took advantege of you. Please forgive me. If you need to tell the—" he was cut off as Hermione brought him down to her and she kissed him. Slowly going to the ground. She was on top of him. Her soft lips on his. She slowly and shyly put her tongue in his mouth dancing with his. Exploring each others taste. He brought a hand to her face and caressed it. As she did to him.
Letting go of the kiss for breath, Hermione looked into his eyes, before he brought her lips down upon his again.
Cliffy! I know it's a Hermione and Draco fic. But I have to put this in here. It will make sense later…im writing the father part from experience. In February my dad pasted away. And I wanted to use this as some sort of inspiration. One thing I want to tell you. Never take your parents. No matter how much they piss you off.
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