"Very well" he said turning and leaving, as soon as he was out the door, Hermione let one tear of anger escape but only one, as she straightened her robes, stowed her wand away and looked back on what had just happened, and frankly she felt disgusted with herself, this only added to her anger as she seized her bag off the side and stomped down to potions, keeping her head down not making eye contact with anyone, even as she queued, not that this was hard of course, as Harry was still at the Weasley's, if her education wasn't such a worry for her she would have skipped all her lessons ever since the day he died, but no, she must battle on, she wouldn't let this effect her whole future, except it has, he's gone, he was my future. She thought to herself standing in the Gryffindor line waiting outside of potions, the funny thing was, she bet, that at least nearly everyone here, had one thing or another weighing on their mind, some admittedly a lot more substantial than others, but still…. The dungeon door interrupted her train of thought, she looked up and her anger began to boil beneath the surface once more as she saw him, looking away, Malfoy caught her gaze, he gazed at her and she simply looked back, her eyes held nothing but hurt and anger, if it was directed towards him he did not know, and wouldn't find out as they were swept in with the crowd.

SSPOV

I watched her as she walked in and set up at their usual table, obviously trying to avoiding looking at where Weasley worked, yet as always she failed, glancing her eyes filled with tears, but she blinked and they disappeared, walking to the front of the class I began and her eyes didn't lock with mine as frequently as they usually did, as I lectured them on the ingredients of blood-replenishing potion and why they were used, but when they did, all I saw was pain, pain and anger, if it was directed towards me I do not know, I feel terrible for what I said to her, yet I will not admit it, not even to her, even though I know it will ease some of her pain, her eyes were dark, oh so dark, yet I can't help but search for them when I teach, it was a sort of reassurance that at least one of my students learn from me. I can remember her eyes when the light was gone, when they weren't filled with pain. She has changed so much, and I haven't changed at all. Or maybe, I have become an old fool and changed as much as she. Either way, as I scan my classroom for someone to pick on to answer my latest question, her eyes keep jumping out at me, no one has eyes like that.

"Class dismissed" I called and my eyes locked on her following her out the room, before I cleaned my classroom, locked it and went to join her for dinner. That was the longest two hour lesson I had, had in a while.

HGPOV

That was the longest potions class she had had in a while, half expecting him not to turn up for dinner, she settled in the couch and gazed into the fire, longing for Ron. For her parent's, for someone. Standing to leave and find Lupin she swung open her door and walked straight into Snape.

"Going somewhere?"

"Obviously not anymore" she growled under her breath but loud enough for him to hear as she turned on her heel and he closed the door.

"Where were you going?"

"Why do you care?" she growled but realised she was being out of order, correcting herself "To see Remus"

"Oh it's Remus is it now?"

"Stop it!"

"Stop what Miss Granger?" he was smirking outside but inside he was far from happy

"Stop acting! Stop pretending that you don't care! Because you do!" she said raising voice before quietening it "Just stop it, please."

"Im not pretending Miss Granger"

"How can you stand there and lie to my face! Lie to yourself! I mean a certain amount of lying is required to get through the day, but you never face the pain, you never did after the day you found her. You saw her lying there, you cradled her I your arms and wept. But now you lie. That's right, I know Professor. You hate Harry because he looks so much like James, but when you look into his eyes you can't see anything but her, and it causes you so much pain, and you hate him so much" her voice full of emotion

"You don't know anything; you're just an immature, hormonal little girl" he growled

"Ah you see that, right there, just proves how little you know"

"Then please do enlighten me"

This threw her a bit and she went to look out the window over her kitchen counter

"Exactly you have nothing to say!" and as soon as these words were out of his mouth

She yelled "IM SCARED!" spinning around and their eyes locked, before she whispered "Im scared and im hurting and I don't know what to do" Her voice full of pain and terror and longing

"I."

A tear escaped her eye, out of the many she was holding back, that was the one that had successfully escaped from the prison she had been holding it in, the one that showed how she truly felt, but at that moment, that tear was her worst enemy, but she let it run down her cheek, burning a track into her cheek as it shouted out to this man in front of her, almost begging for comfort, she didn't shy away, she didn't hide her pain, she just sunk to the kitchen floor and began weeping her eyes out

"Hermione" he whispered caringly hiding the pain from his voice as he saw her like this, sitting on the floor next to her he put his arms around her and she immediately cuddled into his chest, she felt safe in his arms, she felt like nothing else could her hurt, she fitted perfectly, slowly but eventually she stopped crying and listened to his heartbeat, drifting off, he gently brushed the hair out of her face and drifted off next to her. This is how Dumbledore found them, embracing each other, one with a tear stained face, the other with a tear stained robe, and at that moment in time he knew they would both be okay eventually, as long as they had each other

Out of character but still in character, Snape's nice side, isn't it cute :) Please R&R :)