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..."Miss Granger, you have to understand that you have broken several rules. You are no longer Head Girl," he announced. "However, I could reconsider the reasons for your expulsion if you tell me the entire story."

"Fine. I'll tell you everything," Hermione said despondently...

"Please, do," Snape said mockingly.

"Well... Umm... I don't know where to start," she said, blushing.

Hermione looked at the walls, trying to come up with a clever excuse. However, this was not her lucky day. She tapped her nails on the desk, thinking desperately.

"Miss Granger, I think I would prefer the truth," the professor said warningly.

"I would appreciate if you did not use leglimency on me, professor," she said quietly.

"Unfortunately for you, Miss Granger, you are not in charge. Now tell me everything."

"Well.. I... Umm the first time I had alcohol was the summer before my fourth year. I hung out with these muggle guys quite a lot back then. We were on the beach, and one of them had stolen a bottle of vodka from his parents. They passed it around, and I, well I kind of like the feeling it infused," she said, feeling very uncomfortable. She tried to avoid his piercing eyes.

"You were thirteen the first time you were drunk. My, I did not expect that from you, Miss Granger. Apparently wonders never cease to occur." Snape gestured for her to continue.

"I met those guys this year too. They smoked weed, and so did I. One of the guys sent me this," she pointed at the empty plastic bag. "For my birthday. That's about it I suppose."

"What you are saying, Miss Granger, is that the reason for your behaviour is bad company. I don't buy that," Snape said skeptically.

"I wouldn't call it bad company," Hermione replied defensively. "They're not all stupid, you know. One of the guys got accepted at the University of Oxford, for example."

"I see. Now, would you please tell me the rest?," he said ironically.

"There's nothing more. That's all, I promise." She looked into his eyes.

"Never look into the eyes of a leglimens, Miss Granger. I can tell a lie," Snape warned. "Why do you sneak out to Hogsmeade? I can tell you are seeing someone."

"Do you really have to know everything?," she asked desperately.

"Do you really want to get expelled?," he retorted dryly.

"Martin's a wizard. He got accepted at the Academy of Paris." Hermione almost thought she heard her professor gasp, but decided that it was nothing but delusion. "I told you he was clever. They only accept about 25 people each year."

"I am very well aware of that, Miss Granger," Snape snorted. Naturally she always has to be an insufferable know-it-all, he thought sourly.

"Martin brought me to some wizard pubs in Hogsmeade this summer. I met someone. I couldn't stand being without him, so I sneaked out."

"Miss Granger, are you not aware of the risks? Did you not know that there are death eaters in Hogsmeade during night time? Did you even consider the risks?," he muttered questioningly.

"With all due respect, Professor. I was not seeing a death eater," she said softly.

"Miss Granger, you are on the Dark Lord's most wanted list. I am astonished that you are taking such risks. You are endangering yourself and those around you."

"Sir, if I tell you who he is, will you please stop accusing me of having an affair with a death eater. I am not a fool, for Merlin's sake."

"Language, Granger," Snape snapped.

"Professor William Artory. I told you he's not a death eater."

"Miss Granger, I believe I have to update you on the laws of the Wizarding World. It is illegal for an adult to have an affair with someone under the age of 17. Professor Artory is 35."
"I am 17, Sir. However, that is not of any importance, as we split up two weeks ago. This is my first time in Hogsmeade since then. I brought my birthday gift from Martin with me, I didn't really plan on getting high but then I just felt like it and thought 'why not'. Sir, I'll do anything, just don't expel me, please...," Hermione pleaded.

"I will have a word with the headmaster and I will let you in on the consequences tomorrow morning. Come see me in my office before breakfast. Now you are going straight to bed, no excuses," Snape declared and expected her to run out of his office.

"Thank you, professor. Umm... do you think you could refrain from mentioning William? It's just that I really wouldn't want something to get in the way of his career."

"Goodnight, Miss Granger." He swung the door open with a flick of his wand.

"Goodnight, Sir," Hermione whispered as she slowly walked out of the room.

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Hermione did not sleep very well that night. She lay awake for an hour, scolding herself.

"What if this is my last night ever here? I won't even get to finish my N.E.W.T.s. What on earth are my parents going to say? Where am I going to go? What are Harry and Ron going to say? How could I screw it up like this? I really am fucked up, aren't I?,"Hermione thought sorrowly and she started sobbing quietly.

After an hour or so, she finally fell asleep. Unfortunately, nightmares were haunting her. Most of them included a really dissappointed Professor McGonagall who told her over and over again how dissappointed she was in her. Professor Dumbledore was also in his dreams, saying that he had to expel her. Snape was there too, he was just watching the scene though.

She awoke as her alarm went off, after just two hours of sleep. Her body was wet of cold sweat.

Thankfully, she had her own room which meant that no one would have noticed at what time she went to bed. After a quick shower, she entered the Gryffindor common room, feeling very haggard.

"Hermione, hey! Mione!," Ron called for her as he descended the stairs.

"Morning, Ron," she replied tonelessly.

"You ok?," he asked suspiciously.

"Yeah, of course!," she forced a smile. "Where's Harry anyway?

"He's not feeling too good, he's still in bed," Ron explained. "Let's go to breakfast!"

"I can't, I have to go see Professor Snape about something. I bet it's got something to do with the next Hogsmeade weekend or something like that," she lied quickly.

"Ah, I see. It's a hard life being Head girl, eh?"

"Yeah... I'll see you later," she mumbled and hurried off.

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The flies in her stomach was almost unbearable. She was breathing heavily by the time she reached the dungeons. Despite that, her hand knocked firmly on the door to Snape's office.

"Come in," he replied out of habit.

Hermione nervously entered his office. She saw him gesture on the chair in front of him and she sat down, waiting for him to speak up.

"I see you have not got a lot of sleep," Snape began as he eyed her.

She found it strange that he did not look tired at all. Well, maybe he's got this fantastic potion, she thought.

"I have spoken to the Headmaster and your Head of House. We have come to an agreement."

Snape smirked slightly as he could almost hear her breathe.

"You will be allowed to stay at Hogwarts. However, you are no longer Head girl," The Head of House explained and he watched his student's eyes get teary. "Each evening you will have to meet me in my office at 9 p.m. to leave a blood sample. If there are any traces of alcohol or drugs in your blood you will be expelled with immediate effect."

Hermione could not express in words how relieved she felt. At least she would be able to finish her N.E.W.T.s. It would be very embarrassing, though, when the colleges she applied for would learn that she had been Head girl but had been bereaved the title.

"Ah, I forgot to mention that you will serve detention every evening except Sundays at 7 p.m., starting tonight. You will have detention with Professor McGonagall every Monday and Thursday. Unfortunately, you will serve the other detentions with me."

"Yes, Sir," Hermione mumbled.

"Consider yourself lucky. If it were not for your Head of House, you would be expelled by now," Snape snapped.

"I understand. Umm... you didn't mention William, did you, professor?," she asked anxiously.

"I did not find it necessary," he replied curtly.

"Thank you, Sir. I really appreciate it." The Gryffindor smiled slightly and left the room.