Word Count: exactly 100
Challenge: 14 Crookshanks
Disclaimer: No money made, JKR owns all of it.
Title: Salt
Hermione returned her attention to the book. "The next sequence is equally colorful," she stated ruefully. "The rulers of the planet, both day and night shall take the earth of the sea and build a house for the eternity of the universe. North to South and South to North do the day and night travel, embracing at the apex within the house'."
"Earth of sea is easy enough, it must be salt," she announced.
Snape removed two square crystals and placed them next to Crookshanks. "Correct, Miss Granger. But not ordinary salt, these are halite crystals created by prehistoric seas."
Long A/N: Snape tells me every conversation exists for a purpose. Thank you for the huge hit count and reviews! Many of you are curious about balance. Snape is balanced at 12 for many reasons; reread the chapter on memory and canon says he knew more dark magic as a first year than most seven years. My fictional theory on balance would apply equally to Harry and Neville (and possibly Luna), who have had plenty of negative life experience given the time I've placed this fic, which is Hermione's 7th year. Hermione and Ron have not lived through enough death or severe injustice. Hermione is still a student and both Snape and I have rules to obey due to this. I don't want to end up in the ffn penalty box again. If you like romances see my other fic called She Waits, this fic is my first attempt at dark fic/horror/mystery.