Author's Note: Thank you everyone who reviewed, your reviews are awesome!! I am new at writing fanfiction and I have been so nervous about posting my work, I really hope that you all are enjoying the story. Every time that I see my reviews I feel like jumping up and down and screaming with excitement!
Anyway I also must give a disclaimer this time because I totally forgot the last time. Okay here goes....
Disclaimer: I do not nor have I ever owned any of the characters in Harry Potter, if I did I would be much, much richer and my student loans would not have amounted to the monstrosity that have risen to. I just enjoy writing and reading about characters that I love!
...okay how'd I do?
The beginning of the year. Once again, but for the last time, Hermione was packing her trunk and heading to Hogwarts. As she folded her robes she thought of the upcoming year. She was really excited about working as the potions apprentice, but she was still concerned about working so closely with Snape. The man seriously hated her. Just because he had worked on the side of light for the war, did not give her the illusion that he hated her any less. Just because he didn't want to kill innocent people did not mean that Hermione Granger was now on his most favorite people list. Now that she thought of it though, she wasn't sure that Snape had any favorite people, and certainly not enough to require a list.
She sighed her gaze wandering to the stack of books that Snape had lent her for the summer. She had done what he asked and now knew them backwards and forwards, but she knew that would still not impress him, nothing would. As an apprentice, she would be seeing him everyday. She would still sleep in the dorms, but she was to be in the potions room at any time that the instructor required. Traditionally the student who was doing the apprenticeship would acquire chambers near the instructors, however this tradition had been forgone,. Snape had no desire to see more of her than necessary, she thought. She sighed again as she placed the last item in her trunk and closed the lid.
Hermione thought that perhaps she was a little depressed. It was exciting to now be the upperclassmen at Hogwarts, but at the same time, this was it. This was the end of her Hogwarts career. She would be leaving and never returning. Or even if she did ever return, it would not be in the student capacity. This would be the last year that Harry, Ron, and she would be spending together. She knew that they would always be friends in their hearts, but after school was over they would all go their own ways, it would not be the same. Although, this year wouldn't be the same either, Hermione thought, after all Snape did say that there would be no time for frivolities.
And that crush...she'd totally forgotten about the crush she used to have on Snape. Harry and Ron had teased her mercilessly about it, after they'd gotten over the "ick factor" of course. It probably helped them to be a little more understanding when they knew that nothing would come of it. Why had she had a crush on Snape? It didn't take her long to remember, like everything else she had done, it was more a crush on his brains than his looks...She just hoped that her crush didn't return this year, it was going to be hard enough working with the man.
"Hermione, time for supper!" Hermione's mother called up the stairs. Well, she thought tomorrow, will start the new term, I guess we'll just have to wait and see what happens.
"Coming Mum!" she yelled back. She exited her room and made her way down the stairway to have supper with her family for the last time that summer.
Snape woke up on the last day of summer vacation with a sense of dread. The last day of freedom before another year of these...children. He stared at the ceiling of his dungeon rooms. Maybe it was time for a career change, after all he had assumed the teaching position once as a refuge from the Dark Lord, then as a key player in the war, now the war was over, and his life could perhaps be lived. The dark mark had faded almost completely away. It faintly remained, a reminder to him of his indiscretions, but also proof that Voldemort was truly gone. Snape knew that even though a new evil would probably rise, they always seemed too, but he would not be a part of it. He had learned his lessons well.
There must be many things that a Potions Master could do with his life, he thought. He climbed out of bed and made his way into the bathroom, where he then jumped into the shower. Contrary to popular belief Snape did shower regularly, although he did neglect his hair care routine. He washed it, but people in his profession were supposed to use a special protective conditioner to make his or her hair appear normal. It didn't really matter to him what he looked like, and spending most of the day bent over a caldron, did not make his neglected hair appear healthy.
Tomorrow, why did the thought of this school year fill him with more dread that all of the others combined, including the years spent as a spy for the Order? Then just as he was rinsing the last of the soap off of his body, he remembered, Miss Granger. Snape had almost forgot that her apprenticeship would also start with the new school year. He could feel a headache coming on. Then he thought back to the party over the summer, and how she had defended him to Potter and Weasley. How she had actually seemed excited to be working with him. Maybe he could stand her this year. Maybe if she tried, he would as well. However, never one to think positively Severus Snape shook his head. Yeah, Snape thought, and Draco Malfoy is my biological son. He snorted at his own sarcasm and made a conscious decision to enjoy his last day of freedom and to look into a career change for the upcoming years. This would be his last year in Hogwarts...the thought made him smile. Now if there was just a way to deal with the Granger situation...
Anyway I also must give a disclaimer this time because I totally forgot the last time. Okay here goes....
Disclaimer: I do not nor have I ever owned any of the characters in Harry Potter, if I did I would be much, much richer and my student loans would not have amounted to the monstrosity that have risen to. I just enjoy writing and reading about characters that I love!
...okay how'd I do?
The beginning of the year. Once again, but for the last time, Hermione was packing her trunk and heading to Hogwarts. As she folded her robes she thought of the upcoming year. She was really excited about working as the potions apprentice, but she was still concerned about working so closely with Snape. The man seriously hated her. Just because he had worked on the side of light for the war, did not give her the illusion that he hated her any less. Just because he didn't want to kill innocent people did not mean that Hermione Granger was now on his most favorite people list. Now that she thought of it though, she wasn't sure that Snape had any favorite people, and certainly not enough to require a list.
She sighed her gaze wandering to the stack of books that Snape had lent her for the summer. She had done what he asked and now knew them backwards and forwards, but she knew that would still not impress him, nothing would. As an apprentice, she would be seeing him everyday. She would still sleep in the dorms, but she was to be in the potions room at any time that the instructor required. Traditionally the student who was doing the apprenticeship would acquire chambers near the instructors, however this tradition had been forgone,. Snape had no desire to see more of her than necessary, she thought. She sighed again as she placed the last item in her trunk and closed the lid.
Hermione thought that perhaps she was a little depressed. It was exciting to now be the upperclassmen at Hogwarts, but at the same time, this was it. This was the end of her Hogwarts career. She would be leaving and never returning. Or even if she did ever return, it would not be in the student capacity. This would be the last year that Harry, Ron, and she would be spending together. She knew that they would always be friends in their hearts, but after school was over they would all go their own ways, it would not be the same. Although, this year wouldn't be the same either, Hermione thought, after all Snape did say that there would be no time for frivolities.
And that crush...she'd totally forgotten about the crush she used to have on Snape. Harry and Ron had teased her mercilessly about it, after they'd gotten over the "ick factor" of course. It probably helped them to be a little more understanding when they knew that nothing would come of it. Why had she had a crush on Snape? It didn't take her long to remember, like everything else she had done, it was more a crush on his brains than his looks...She just hoped that her crush didn't return this year, it was going to be hard enough working with the man.
"Hermione, time for supper!" Hermione's mother called up the stairs. Well, she thought tomorrow, will start the new term, I guess we'll just have to wait and see what happens.
"Coming Mum!" she yelled back. She exited her room and made her way down the stairway to have supper with her family for the last time that summer.
Snape woke up on the last day of summer vacation with a sense of dread. The last day of freedom before another year of these...children. He stared at the ceiling of his dungeon rooms. Maybe it was time for a career change, after all he had assumed the teaching position once as a refuge from the Dark Lord, then as a key player in the war, now the war was over, and his life could perhaps be lived. The dark mark had faded almost completely away. It faintly remained, a reminder to him of his indiscretions, but also proof that Voldemort was truly gone. Snape knew that even though a new evil would probably rise, they always seemed too, but he would not be a part of it. He had learned his lessons well.
There must be many things that a Potions Master could do with his life, he thought. He climbed out of bed and made his way into the bathroom, where he then jumped into the shower. Contrary to popular belief Snape did shower regularly, although he did neglect his hair care routine. He washed it, but people in his profession were supposed to use a special protective conditioner to make his or her hair appear normal. It didn't really matter to him what he looked like, and spending most of the day bent over a caldron, did not make his neglected hair appear healthy.
Tomorrow, why did the thought of this school year fill him with more dread that all of the others combined, including the years spent as a spy for the Order? Then just as he was rinsing the last of the soap off of his body, he remembered, Miss Granger. Snape had almost forgot that her apprenticeship would also start with the new school year. He could feel a headache coming on. Then he thought back to the party over the summer, and how she had defended him to Potter and Weasley. How she had actually seemed excited to be working with him. Maybe he could stand her this year. Maybe if she tried, he would as well. However, never one to think positively Severus Snape shook his head. Yeah, Snape thought, and Draco Malfoy is my biological son. He snorted at his own sarcasm and made a conscious decision to enjoy his last day of freedom and to look into a career change for the upcoming years. This would be his last year in Hogwarts...the thought made him smile. Now if there was just a way to deal with the Granger situation...