I cringed when I realized I hadn't updated in months. I guess I just lost interest in it… well anyways here I am, I hope you can forgive me 

Out in the hallway, Hermione smacked her head against the wall. I can't believe I told Ginny! She thought.

Then she remembered that she had detention with Snape that night. She had been embarrassed enough to be around him in class, she didn't want to think about how embarrassed she would be when it was just the two of them.

Her afternoon classes passed by in a blur, Hermione dreading every second, for it was one less second until her detention.

Later at dinner, Hermione found she was too nervous to eat.

"What's up with you Hermione?" asked Ron

"Nothing"

"What, scared of your detention with old Snape?" Harry said sarcastically

"NO!" Hermione screamed, as everyone turned around and looked at her.

Just then Ginny sat down

"Shit, Hermione. What are you screaming about? I heard you all the way from the bathroom."

"Uh, nothing."

"Yea nothing, except she's scared of her detention with Ol' Snapey-Poo" said Harry, making Ron snort into his mashed potatoes.

Hermione rolled her eyes. She loved Harry and Ron to death, but they still acted like first- years. Which sometimes was good, when you wanted a laugh.

She looked over at Ginny, who was chewing with a thoughtful look on her face. Wondering what she was up to, Hermione got up to go back to the common room and count the minutes until her detention. She figured there were 72 left when Ginny walked in.

"C'mon, Hermione. Were going to get you ready for your detention with Snape."

"Huh? What's there to do to get ready for?"

"Well, you want Snape to like you, don't you? You very well can't walk in looking like crap."

"WHAT? I do not look like crap!" Even as she said this, she knew it was true. She still had on her black school robes, even though they were not required after classes were over. She hadn't felt like doing her hair this morning, so that looked like complete and utter shit.

"WAIT! Wait, wait, and wait. Who said anything about me wanting Snape to like me? I've already told you Ginny, this cannot happen. He is a teacher, I am a student. Teacher plus Student equals no!"

"aww, Hermione, come on. Your never any fun" said Ginny exasperatedly.

"Fun? This isn't fun!" Ginny was Hermione's best friend, but Hermione had to admit, her ideas were a little strange. But then she thought for a minute, maybe it wouldn't hurt to look nice. But she didn't want this crush of hers to go past anything except a crush

"Please, Hermione?"

"OH FINE!"

An hour later, Hermione stood in front of the full-length mirror she shared with the other Gryffindor Sixth-Year girls. She was wearing jeans with a black, low cut tank top. She thought it was a bit too slutty, but she knew better than to argue with Ginny. Her hair however, she loved. It was straight but still thick, without a trace of bushiness. She would have to ask Ginny how she did that. Ginny had also insisted on make-up, but just a little of it.

"Holy Shit," whispered Ginny. "You look great"

"Thanks" Hermione said, laughing

She walked down the stairs and down the hall to her detention. When she reached the dungeons, she waited a moment before going in. She took a couple deep breaths and knocked on the door.

"Enter" said a voice.

Hermione walked in and saw the Potions Professor sitting at his desk writing. When he looked up, she saw he did a slight double take, and she smiled to herself.

Her heart beating madly as she shook nervously, she watched as stood up and put a piece of paper on the desk, along with a quill.

"For your detention tonight, I have decided that you will write lines. I want one thousand lines of "I will not whisper directions to the class idiot" by the end of the night.

Sighing, Hermione sat down and began writing.

Severus Snape sat at his desk, pretending to work. He was really thinking about Hermione, stealing glances at her whenever he could. God she looks so beautiful, he thought to himself. He tried not to think about her, but he couldn't help himself. He wondered what she thought of that kiss they had shared the other night. He had been dreading the whole day up to this night of her detention, nervous as hell of how awkward an embarrassing this was going to be. But he had maintained his composure and it hadn't been so bad.

He was so lost in his thoughts he didn't notice that Hermione was standing there. She had her lines in her hand, and looked extremely embarrassed.

"Give me your lines" he snapped.

Hermione handed them over and as she did, their fingers brushed. Emotion shot through him. Before he could stop himself, he stood up and leaned across the desk and pressed his lips against hers. After what seemed like years, they broke apart, Hermione looking shocked.

"Miss. Granger, I apologize" he said, embarrassed.

Hermione walked away from his desk, pick up her things, and walked out the door.

Once she got outside, she leaned against the wall, her heart beating like crazy.

What the fuck just happened? She thought, amazed. What does this mean? Does he like me, what is going on?

Walking back to her common room, she wondered whether she should tell Ginny. Of course I should, she's my best friend. But what if this makes her try even harder? She decided that she should tell her, knowing that Ginny would kill her if she ever found out from someone besides her.

Hermione reached the common room.

"Fairy Dust" she said to the Fat Lady. As the portrait swung open, Hermione rolled her eyes to see Ginny sitting there waiting for her, along with, as her insides froze, Harry and Ron.

Ginny jumped up as soon as she saw her.

"So?"

"Well, um… uh", she stuttered, not wanting to tell Harry and Ron. "It was fine. He only made me do lines."

"Oh" said Ginny, disappointed.

"Well if that's what I waited two hours to hear, I'm going to bed. Ginny hear made it seem like it was so important, she wouldn't go to bed, so I figured I would wait to see what the excitement was" said Ron. " Wow lines, so exciting. Come on Harry. Night Hermione."

Hermione had to keep from laughing. Boys were so dense. Especially these two.

"So what really happened?" whispered Ginny when Harry and Ron were out of earshot.

"You never give up do you" Hermione said, laughing.

"Tell me!"

"okay okay. He had me do lines, and when I finished, I walked up to his desk, and before I realized what was happening, he..he-

"What! He what? Realized he was gay? Turned into a monkey?" said Ginny impatiently.

"He kissed me." Said Hermione quietly.

"Oh my god, no way!"

"Yup"

"This proves it, he totally likes you"

"No he doesn't. I don't know what happened. I don't know. I'm going to bed. Night, Gin."

Walking up the stairs to her dormitory, Hermione smiled to herself.