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Chapter 10: Hermione- take two

It was 6am the day after Susan's little display in class. Professor Snape was still in bed with his blankets pulled up over his head. He had been awake for about half an hour and just couldn't drag himself out of bed. He would never admit it to anyone, but he was afraid to leave his quarters today. Well, not really afraid… he just didn't want to deal with any students.

He found the strength to sit up in bed when his stomach growled reminding him that if he wanted to eat, he would have to face the rest of the world. After bathing and dressing he was debating with himself. One part of him wanted to just ignore the monsters that people try to pass off as children, and the other part wanted to get out there and kick some ass.

He finally decided to just see if anything would happen today, and if it did, well, he'd just cross that bridge when he came to it.

And if he snapped and killed someone, well, then that would be Albus's problem, now wouldn't it?

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Hermione had been up all night trying to find a potion or charm to give herself a new face and hair. Hours of searching she finally found what she was looking for. Just a very simple potion, and it would take only an hour to finish. All she needed was a strand of hair the color and texture she wanted, two drops of a simple food coloring, and a photo.

The first drop of food coloring, the color she wanted her eyes to turn, and for the second, she just had to mix a few colors to get the huge she desired which would change the color of her skin. She needed to find a photo of someone whose facial bone structure she wanted and when she was drinking the potion, only needed to look at the photo.

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The girls all decided to head to the room of requirement early this morning to discuss what to do next. All eight girls had done something to Snape, even Dobby. They needed to decide if they were going to keep going, or stop.

They had planned on meeting at 5. It was now 5:20 and all the girls were in the room with the exception of Hermione. Hermione was never late, they all hoped that everything was ok. Just as the girls were going to leave to try and locate her, the door opened. "Finally!" all the girls said at once.

But, it wasn't Hermione. This girl had jet black hair past her waist, straight and shiny, her eyes were black. She had a lovely, flawless skin tone, she was very, very pale, with a cute little nose and high cheek bones with a perfect hour-glass figure and was 5'7". This girl looked like the female version of their potions professor!

All seven girls were thinking "SHIT!" No one was supposed to see them all together!

"What are you doing here? Get out! This is a private meeting! And don't you DARE tell anyone you saw us here, you understand me?" Pansy yelled.

The girl didn't turn to leave, instead she began laughing. Her laugh was familiar.

"Calm down, geeze, it's me, Hermione!" the girl stated, "I just altered my appearance."

You could see the relief flash across the face of each girl.

"Don't scare us like that! We thought we were gonna be caught!" Millicent whined.

"Sorry girls, and sorry I'm late. But, we gotta get a move on." Said Hermione.

"Why the rose petals?" Luna asked.

'Rose petals?' the girls thought. No one had noticed the large basket filled with rose petals that Hermione was holding.

"Well, that's why we need to get going! If I were you, I'd try and think of a reason to be in the dungeons when Snape gets up to go to breakfast! Which I believe will be soon, so I gotta hurry!" with that Hermione dashed out the door.

While her plan wasn't going to really embarrass her professor, well, maybe it would slightly, but that wasn't the point of why she chose to do. She decided on this, because, students seeing what was going to happen would alter their opinion of Snape slightly. And maybe, just maybe, Snape wouldn't seem so terrifying to all the students anymore.

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Snape was standing in his quarters with his hand on the door knob. Closing his eyes, he sent a prayer up to any deity that could be listening, to please keep those brats away from him. Just ONE day. Taking a deep breath, he opened the door.

Jumping at least three feet in the air, he let out an blood curdling scream then slammed his door shut. Standing not an inch from his door was a STUDENT.

'DAMN IT all! I just screamed like a little girl in front of a student. There goes my reputation.' He moaned to himself.

'What the hell am I supposed to do? I can't just cower in my quarters. I can't let these students scare ME! I'm supposed to scare THEM!'

Taking another breath, he opened his door again, knowing the girl was there so he didn't scream. Glaring at the girl he noticed she wasn't wearing a school robe with any house on it., instead she had a patch that had all four house colors, but only had two S's interlaced over her heart. Taking a closer look, he knew he had never seen this student before, but somehow she looked oddly familiar. He just couldn't place it.

"Get the hell away from me!" Snape screamed. The girl, however only took a step back away from him but didn't leave. 'Fine' he thought. She, at least, wasn't in his face any longer. As he was lifting his foot to take a step towards the stairs, she immediately dipped her hand into her basket and threw a handful of rose petals at his feet. He froze.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" Snape snapped throwing a glare at her that would leave a first year in tears.

She never said a word. Just stood to the side with a slight smile on her face. Not even giving a hint that she heard him.

He stood in the same spot for almost five minutes, trying to stare her down. But she was showing no sign of breaking. Sighing, that the world was out to get him, he shook his head and resumed his walk.

Regardless of any look her threw her way, or any threats he could spout to her, she was relentless. She would walk on his left about a half a step in front of him, throwing rose petals at his feet. He also noticed that no matter how many petals she threw to the floor her basket remained full. He had been hoping he could lead her in circles, thus, causing her to run out.

Finally, he realized she wasn't going away and he was still hungry. But who the hell would be afraid of a professor that someone throwing petals at his feet look? How can he seem intimidating with ROSE PETALS?

So, he came to term with his fate and began towards the now PACKED great hall for breakfast.

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Walking through the Great Hall on the way to the head table, he finally realized why this girl looked familiar. Every student he passed would lean over to their friends, and talk in a loud whisper, "I didn't know Snape had a DAUGHTER!" "Wow. Who knew a child from that greasy GIT could be so beautiful!" "I can't believe he makes his daughter follow him around, throwing petals for him to walk on, talk about a big ego." "HA! Snape likes roses! Must not be as macho as he'd like us to believe!"

By the time he made it to his seat he was receiving curious or even GIDDY looks from the students, and accusing looks from his fellow professors. With the exception of the headmaster who had that infuriating smile and that damned twinkle working overtime.

'Merlin, please, let the floor open up and swallow me whole.' Apparently today wouldn't be any better for poor Snape.