I'm a…
Snape
Disclaimer: This story doesn't belong to me, I was inspired to write it by the story 'Life as a Snape' by: Prongs97. I personally think that the latter is better. I only own some parts of the plot.
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Chapter 1: The Dream
She woke up with a start. Her breathing was ragged and the blanket was wrapped around her tightly. Her hair was glued to her forehead because of all the sweat. She had been getting the same dream for 2 years now. Neither Ron nor Harry knew about it, she hadn't told them. Shaking it off, she decided to worry herself with it later, there were more important things at hand. She got dressed and done her hair, as best as she could anyway, her hair was naturally untamable. She braided it and put on a fake smile, because her mind was still whirling with questions as to what this dream was about. What she could remember was a shrill, high-pitched, cold laugh and a woman screaming her name. Ron and Harry were enjoying a game of wizard chess-well a better way to put it is that Ron was beating Harry at wizard chess. A chorus of greeting was heard by the two them. "Um...Harry?" started Hermione. "Yes?" Harry replied. "When…you get that dream…the…the one about Voldemort…how…what happens?" she stuttered. "Well, um…now that you ask, I don't think I ever told you, ok, it starts with a blinding flash of green light and a scream, my mom, then a cold, high-pitched laugh, Voldemort". Ron winced at Harry's use of the name and Hermione froze, what has Voldemort got to do with her? She thought back to this year's exam, the Defense Against the Dark Arts in particular, when she faced that boggart. She told Ron and Harry that it was professor McGonagall telling her she failed everything, but it was actually the fragments of that dream. She hated not knowing anything, as much as she hated being proved wrong. The only thing that snapped her out of her daze was Harry waving his hand in front of her eyes and Ron shouting, "Hermione, earth to Hermione". The whole common room except her seemed to hear. They went down to breakfast and Harry paid no heed to all the Daily Prophets being read about Sirius Black being seen, because we know he is innocent and safe, along with Buckbeack. Today was the last Hogsmead weekend, and Harry got his form signed by Sirius. All breakfast, she noticed something was wrong with Snape, he was giving her weird looks, she paid no mind to it then but thinking about it, it was kind of weird. They spent the day like three normal teen-age friends, not knowing what lies in the future