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hi guys just a quick note.. this is my first time writing a fanfiction like ever and obviously(I know you said that in Snapes voice as well..and now your smiling... good keep smiling its all worth it) and I would appreciate and constructive criticism.. any mean comments will be fired and made redundant.. I also would like to noe that thoughts will be in capitaled italics xx
thank you guys for reading its helping my flow xxx
it was the begining of th next day hermione found hersef down in the great hall once again with harry ron ginny and draco, unaware on what was being said she decided to retreat to her own thoughts and dreams..COULD IT BE ? COULD SNAPE BE THE MAN OF MY DREAMS? AND WHY? ITS NOT AS IF HE WAS BEING MEAN AND THROWING INSULTS AROUND ANYMORE. HE SEEMED ACTUALLY QUITE NICE MORE APPROACHABLE..OH GOD AM I ACTUALLY CONSIDERING THAT IT COULD BE SNAPE AND NOT BEING REPULSED BY THE THOUGHT? IM LOOSING THE PLOT...with that thought she ploncked her head rather hard against the table with a resounding thud... the quartet around her stopped their animated conversation asking if hermione was okay.. her reply was "yeah im find just misjudged putting my head in my arms" its was a look that made the quartet think that there was more to this than she was letting on. they leave her to her thoughts and go back to their convasation about quittich...
across the great hall a pair of dark brown almost black eyes were watching the whole exchange..severus had to hold his laugh in when hermione banged her head on the table the look on her friends faces when she did it almost broke the dam but he held it back.. he stopped and wandered what it was that made her do it she looked to be in a state of deep thought before she did it.. resisting the temptation of takig a peek into said thoughts he kept an eye on her and her friends, watching her friends ask her what hapend and if she was okay he could have swore he saw a flicker over to him and a faint blush ash she awnsered thm. not being able to hear what was being said he put it down to embarrssment and continued on with breakfast...
feeling a pair of eyes on her ermione looked around in hopes to catch the culprit but alas she was too slow she had a feeling she knew who it was and looked up to where she know proffesor snape was eating his breakfast... he wasnt looking. furrowing her face in thought she took this time to quickly go over his body and features whilst he wasnt looking she noted again his dark hair looked no longer greasy, but soft and thick... she once again fought the feeling of running her hand through he hair and pushed these feelings aside, standing upto leave she said to her friends that she was heading to the library and that if they didnt want to miss their classes they best get their butts in gear and shiift..
sitting in the lirary in the furthest corner at a large round table hermione was surrounded by books trying to figure out why she was having these dreams every night and just who was this man.. she had a feeling but she knew she could not just assume she needed to figure this out for both of thier sakes and she needed to sort herself out before double potions the next day... THIS IS GOING TO BE A LOOOOONNNNGGG TERM was the last thought through hermiones head before she rested her head and drifted off to sleep still at the table in the library not knowing the same pair of eyes shes being dreaming bout has been watching silently since she came to the libray...