Apprentice

A/n: So I laughed at some of the reviews haha and I was very flattered in one in general. I was told I capture Snape's voice very well. YES that was my hardest obstacle in this story. So thank you! :D

Hermione screamed bloody murder, she felt the world around her disappear. Her eyes snapped open, a very worried Severus looked at her. Her heart stopped and she glanced around.

It was just a dream.

She laid back and put her head on his chest "Bad dream." He gently placed an arm around her and nodded.

She got up minutes later and checked on her potions, the polyjuice was finally done. She smiled and corked it. She needed to move the liquid luck into the classroom, it needed to get sun from the window for at least two days. She carefully levitated the cauldron into the classroom and set it on the large window sill. She opened the blinds and nodded.

The dream still disturbed her. It made her afraid of Ron, but then again, he was never the best at spells, let alone the killing curse. She was the only one among the trio to use it. She decided that Severus would kill him before he even stepped into the room.

"What bothers you?" He was in his usual attire.

"Nothing."

"Tell me." He insisted.

"In my dream, Ron killed you." She felt silly revealing that.

His eyebrow raised in a sarcastic way "You are afraid that some dunnerhead war hero will kill the almighty Severus Snape? You have no faith."

She rolled her eyes "Your arrogant today."

He hummed a response. "You must get changed."

She sighed and nodded. "Ill see you in a few minutes."

She walked out and to her room silently. She slowly undressed and walked into her shower. She sighed as the hot water purified her skin. She scrubbed her hair and stepped out reluctantly. She placed a drying spell on her hair and dressed in her favorite shirt and a black cardigan and a pair or pants. She slipped on some flats and walked back to the dungeons. Her shoes made a small patter as she walked on the cold stone. "That was quick. I have a class in fifteen. You may sit in the back if you'd like."

Hermione smiled and gently hugged him, he stiffened. She frowned and backed off. She turned on her heel and walked to the very back. He sighed and followed her. Why did he care so much? It was just unnecessary trouble. He grabbed her hand hugged her tightly.

He returned to his desk, and continued to grade as if nothing happened. She laughed lightly and sat down.

He stopped writing. That was why he cared, it made her happy. He relized he would do anything to keep her happy. Well almost anything, if she asked him to hex a certain part of his anatomy off he would have to decline. But she would never do that. She wasn't that crazy.

Minutes later his class of Gryfindore's and Slytherin's filed in. Joy, his favorite. He placed his quill down and began scribbling on the board.

"Can anyone of you tell me how long it takes to brew a sufficient batch of Liquid death?" He snapped.

Hermione giggled and raised her hand. "What is the fifth ingredient in Dreamless Sleep drought?" His anger was rising, did they not pay attention the first six damn years.

Hermione raised her hand. He glared at her. She bit her lip and held back a giggle.

"Does anyone know anything besides the annoying Know-it-all?"

Her mouth popped open. She could tell he was just joking with her.

"Moonstone is used in love potions." One Gryffindor stated.

Hermione put her head on the desk 'My god.'

Severus ignored her " Your brewing instructions are on the board." Hermione giggled into her hand.

Students got up and started to get ingredients and cauldrons, her eyes narrowed as students glanced onto the cauldron on the window sill.

"Touch that and ill kill you." She stated at one boy who reached out.

The boy looked back at the woman ready to rip her a new one but stopped when he saw who it was. He knew she had used the killing curse and gotten away with it once, why not twice? He sat down and gulped.

If Severus, wasn't Severus he would have laughed out loud, but he had a reputation to uphold. At least until Hermione took over. He wondered what it would be like to work with her? Would she be able to deal with the dunnerheads? Of course she would, there was no one else anyway, she was stuck.

She sighed and got up and walked around the classroom, making sure no one messed anything up.

"Is it crushed bi-corn first or fluxweed?" a dumb question, yes.

"Fluxwee-" A large explosion and smoke clouded the classroom. She quickly felt her way to her cauldron she glanced in and her eyes widened.

It was bubbling, and smoking. She looked at the caouldron, some of the potion that exploded got into hers. Anger boiled as her cauldron exploded. She screamed as loud as she could. Smoke cleared and there stood a very unhappy Hermione with thick grey goo all over her.

"You idiot! That was two months of brewing!" She screamed loudly and moved to tackle the girl that added the wrong ingrediant.

Severus caught her and pushed her back.

"Get out! Now!" He yelled, students quickly ran out.

"It even started to get lighter." She looked at the light grey matter. She felt like crying.

"Today is such a bad day, do you know how its going to be to get this out of my hair?" She was angry.

He sighed and waved his wand, the mess cleaned out. He was unsure waving a wand could get the goo out of her hair though, that might take a surgeon from St Mungo's. He was unsure if it could be saved.

She sighed. "You may use my bathroom to get it out." He offered.

She stomped into bathroom and began trying to comb the goo out. It did not want to come out and she was getting angry, she had succeeded in pulling more hair out than the goo. She winced and a tear dripped from her eye as she ripped the goo out.

"Good merlin woman! How are you not bald?" Severus exclaimed.

"Sod off." She slammed the door in his face.

Maybe that wasn't the nicest thing to say at the moment. He shrugged, he was entertained for the moment. "I have a hair growing potion if you need it."

"I know, you take too much of it! There's more hair on your back than your head!" She snapped.

He frowned, his back wasn't that hairy. Was it?

A/n: Lol soo I guess this is an alright chappie. Review.