Chapter 3: One Grueling Day

Authoress: Dodge-This

Based on idea by: PookaSeraph (she's got a SSHG fic too, go read it)

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            Hermione stormed up to the Headmaster's abode, hoping he would be in, so she could throttle his neck. She glared at students who got in her way, scaring all but a small group of seventh year Slytherins. She stood before the gargoyle and yelled, "Chocolate Frog!"

            The gargoyle hopped out of her rather quickly as the staircase came to a rest at her feet. She hurried up the stairs and into Dumbledore's office.

            "I am what?" She asked exasperatedly of her Headmaster.

            Dumbledore looked up at her from his comfy chair, leather bound book in his lap. "Sorry my dear, I'm afraid I don't know what you are speaking of." He said, eyes twinking.

            "The younger Mr. Malfoy was kind enough to inform me that I was the Head of Slytherin." She huffed and sank into a chair.

            "I shall assume that you are referring to Draco, though at this moment Lucius is the younger Malfoy." He sat in his chair. "Sherbert lemon?"

            She shook her head. "So I'm Head of Slytherin?"

            "Yes, the only Slytherin on staff is Professor Vector, and she politly refused the position. As the replacement of the past Head, you were nominated for the position." He sucked on a sherbert. "Your rooms are closest to their rooms as well."

            "I had wondered why my rooms were in the dungeons." Tricky, manipulative old man.

            "Well, no trouble then, you've got class in five minutes." He smiled.

            She shook her head to herself, it's not like it was a big deal anyway. She trotted back to her classroom, taking shortcuts she learned from exposure to Harry and Ron. She winced at the name. Now that wont do. It was still painful to think of Ron, but she had to or he would be forgotten. She shook herself out of her musings and entered her class. Sixth years. She thought to her hastily made lesson plans. As she strode into the room she began speaking. "We will be spending much of first term on poisons and their antidotes, so who can tell me the effects of Scarburow Poison?" She looked around the class and spotted Ginny. She smiled and returned to the task at hand. Looking to a blond boy with his hand in the air, "Yes, name and House first."

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            Hermione looked to the clock. "Alright class dismissed, there will be a welcoming party of sorts in here, starting at 6:30 tonight. Extra credit to all those that stay the entire night, participation is highly recommended. See you all in class Thursday, if I'm not mistaken." After the class filed out she filed a few notes she had taken on her class. She mused that even as a teacher she was eternally taking notes.

            She thought back on the day. Not bad for the first round. She had made it to lunch time. She gathered her things neatly on her desk before starting off to the Great Hall. She exited and warded her classroom before turning to almost run into Ginny, who had been waiting for her.

            The girl smiled. "Nice class. I think I actually learned something. Heading to lunch?"

            Hermione nodded and smiled, "Glad you liked it, not too scary?"

            The redhead began walking beside her to the Hall. "At the start, you did kinda stomp in and give us a scare, it was like Snape on the first day of Potions. But after you got down to being all nice."

            She cocked her head at her friend, "I guess I'll take that as a compliment?"

            They both wandered through the corridors and at the door to the Great Hall Hermione split off, "I'm supposed to sit up at the 'Big Table,' but you'll come to my party right?" She pushed out her bottom lip in an absurd poud.

            "Yes, yes, now off with you, go yell at my brothers for me." She playfully shoved Hermione towards the Head Table

            "What did they do?" She asked as she walked backwards to the table.

            "I don't know, they probably deserve it," She laughed and settled at Gryffindor table with Neville and Harry.

            Hermione shook her head and sat in the seat saved for her between the Weasley teachers.

            As soon as she sat down she was questioned on how her first day was going, if the students were good, given any good detentions lately. She staved off the questions for a moment to try and answer them. She paused for a moment.

"Which of you is teaching what?" She asked in an attempt to take in some food in the time the response took.

Bill looked at her funny, "Must you ask even?"

It was then she took a moment to actually look at them. Bill, on her left, was outfitted in muggle clothes, loose gray tailored pants and a black silk shirt with hair cropped fashionably close and slightly spiked. On her other side was Charlie, outfitted in worn black jeans and a rather tight fitted gray shirt, also worn, with a vaguely dragon shaped squiggle on the front, underneath printed CMU SCS, his hair was tied back into a ponytail trailing down his back. There was a brown leather jacket tossed over the back of the chair.

She laughed to herself and took a bite of corn, "Is that indignation I hear Bill?"

He shook his head, "Just can't see how I could be confused for him."

Charlie dropped his fork and exclaimed, "Oh come on, chicks dig the sexy!" He said gesturing to himself. He nudged her for back up.

"Hm? Oh, oh yeah, of course chicks dig the sexy," she managed to get out. After the moment of silence the three started cracking up.

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            Severus was poking the food on his plate as he briefly contributed to his conversation with Draco, Lucius, and a few others. Much of his meal was spent observing his new Potions Professor. Interesting, he thought, she was more than competent in Potions, was friends with some seventh year students, a younger redhead student, and a few of the new Professors. She was intelligent enough to pass eight NEWTs before term even started.

            Startled from his reverie by Lucius telling a horrid potion joke he responded, "It would be vampire blood, not bat blood anyway," and settled back into thinking.

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            Hermione walked back to her room and let herself in before mentally prepping herself for her first years. Ok, we wont scare them, scaring bad. Go over basics. Students filtered in. Some came in a few minutes late, with first years on the first day of school she thought she would let that slide a bit.

            "Today is an exception because it is your first day of school in the castle. From now on try to be on time. Today we will be covering the very basics of potion making." She settled on her desk. "Who can tell me how potion making differs from many other wizarding subjects?"

            She nodded to a brown haired girl in the back of the class. "Name and House?"

            "Liza Teirdre, Gryffindor." She motioned for her to continue. "Potions is the only wandless practice of magic."

            "Not quite, though that is what I was looking for. There are a few others not requiring a wand, none you are taking this year."

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            I made it through all my classes. She thought she managed her first years well. Hadn't scared them near as badly as Severus had in her first year. Severus… where'd that come from? She mused. She checked herself, ok, invited both the sixth and seventh years, shouldn't be that many people. As Potions wasn't mandatory after 5th year, the classes were much smaller, at about twenty each for the whole grade level. With the sixth an seventh years, that brought the total to forty. She didn't expect them all to show, so thirty give or take. She expected the point incentive to draw in those who didn't know how hard she would grade, and wanted an early start. Of course that was her manner of thinking---Her thoughts were interrupted by a  knock on her closed classroom door.

            "Enter," she said as she finished organizing her notes for the day.

            Dumbledore wandered into her classroom looking around. "Seems you managed well."

            She smiled, "Yes, not bad for my first day."

            He nodded, "I hear you were planning a party?"

            "Oh, I had forgotten to ask if it was ok." She was surprised at herself, forgetting about rules, how could she.

            "No problem, no problem at all. This early in the year, why not. We are in need of a good bit of celebration. Just let them go before curfew." He began to meander his way back to the hall. "Have a good time."

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            Hermione settled herself into her chair for dinner, giving her input when it was required. Her mind was racing, planning out this evening. After dinner I'll have about a half an hour. She shook her head to herself and started eating faster.

            When she finished she excused herself and walked out of the hall, breaking into a jog once out the doors. Rounding a corner towards the stairwell to the kitchen she ran into a person about six inches taller than her, they both tumbled to the ground.

            "Owwie," Hermione rubbed her hip where she fell.

            "Need a hand?" She turned her attention from the fall to who she had run into. Severus Snape was standing in front of her offering a hand up.

            She smiled and took it, he gently pulled her to her feet. "Thank you, in a rush to prep for tonight." She continued with mock sternness, "You are coming, right?"

            He nodded, "Draco said we had to."

            "Good, see you then." She then made her way quickly to the stairs.

            He watched her off and laughed to himself shaking his head.

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            "Thanks so much Dobby!" She gave her house elf friend a hug. Her party was almost ready. Food was arranged, now she needed to go set up her room. Hermione waved one last time to Dobby and made her way back to her classroom.

            Once she made her way through the wards she gave her room a look over. She sighed and set to work.

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Reviewer Thanks:

MoonAssasin13: Her you are!

Tigerfanfry: Yes, amusing.

Parody-of-an-Angel: Hopefully it was interesting enough to keep you amused.

Larna Mandrea: Good to know you like, I guess we'll be seeing how Harry can handle Nev.

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Slytherin Queen: Sevvy didn't have a partner because I wanted to show that even in his school days he was introverted and didn't befriend easily.

Elnora: Yuppers, Mione is now Head o' Slytherin, should prove fun. I thought about the whole respect thing, but I think as long as she still acts authoritative in class that she can be a kid outside the classroom.

artemisgirl: Yes, not quite sure how I'm going about the SSHG ness yet, but it shall be done, so no worries.

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MoD: Mmm, I thought it would help ease House rivalry b/w Slytherin and Gryffindor a bit.

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Spider Web: there shall be no DMHG, tis a SSHG story. And sorry if anyone is adverse to it, but Draco shall be getting some male tail. 10 points to respective House if you can guess who!

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PART NEXY CHAP, YAYAY

Authoresses Notes: No clue where this chapter came from.

I am working on the assumption that there are four periods a day, 2 before lunch, 2 after. 4 periods a day for 5 days of the week.that's 20 periods. 2 periods for each grade. The sixth and 7th years are in one big class which meets twice a week. 14 of the 20 leaving 6 off periods which she takes on Thursday afternoon and Friday.

Scarburow Poison or whatever I called it, not based on anything except vaguely on a song called Scarbrough Fair I think.

Made me think of something potioney so I threw it in.