Disclaimer: I still don't own 'em. (Do I have to say this every time??? LOL)
Hermione was having a very bad day, this was not a good way to start off the school year. First, for some unexplainable reason, she had slept through her awakening charm. For the first time in her school career, she had missed breakfast and was unable to do a quick overview of her readings that were due for the day. All of which she had read many, many times, but it helped her to recall small seemingly insignificant details at the drop of a hat in class if she reviewed at breakfast. Harry and Ron were always whining at her for reading and studying so much, but honestly if they thought about it, it was the same as Quittich to them. They just had different interests.
Not only, did she completely miss breakfast, but then she was late to her first class. Hermione was never late for anything. Professor Flitwick was stunned when a harried looking Hermione rushed into his classroom, almost fifteen minutes late. He was shocked speechless and didn't wasn't even able to form the thought to deduct house points. Unfortunately it was a given that she would lose points for this, tardiness was unacceptable, a sediment that Hermione usually agreed wholeheartedly with, but it was just another layer on the already crap cake that had thus far made up her day.
At lunch she tried to gain some sense of order in her mind, so that she could successfully survive the rest of the day. Unfortunately, Ron and Harry seemed against that idea, they persisted in asking her if she was alright, over and over until she wanted to scream. After lunch they had potions. She wasn't quite sure that she was ready for this, but skipping was entirely out of the question. It had to be the first time that she had consciously thought about skipping a class, however it was entirely out of the question, and not just for the normal reasons, latter in the day she would have her first meeting with Snape, the official beginning of her Apprenticeship. Honestly she thought it might just be easier to try to test out of all the other classes and concentrate solely on potions. However, that would also mean the only person she would ever see was Snape. Somehow the stress of the day seemed too much for Hermione and the thought of five hours with Snape just didn't sit well.
During Potions, Hermione was ceremoniously ignored. Snape didn't even remind her about the upcoming meeting, unfortunately that probably meant that he wished that she'd forget. She decided to skip the evening meal in an effort to avoid Ron and Harry's questions again at her asking and also to avoid any ribbing that she would undoubtedly occur for her Snape apprenticeship.
Later that evening Hermione made her way down to the dungeons for her first meeting with Professor Snape. Not surprisingly Snape was nowhere to be found. There was however a note on his desk for her.
Miss Granger
Before we can begin specific training and research, it is imperative that you be able to brew this list of potions. Many of them you have already done in classes form previous years, however I still require proof that you have not forgotten such things over the summer. I require a vial of each before we begin any of the research. Also there is a small list at the bottom that requires a full batch for Madame Pomfrey and the medical ward, as a Potions Mistress, if you ever get to that point of which I have serious doubts about your level of commitment, you will be required to brew said potions quite frequently.
P. Snape
Oh the nerve of that man, "if you even get to that point," lack of commitment my ass! That man knows how much I work, she thought. Hermione took a deep breath and tried to calm down, she knew that this was what Snape was like, she shouldn't let it get to her...but this isn't how the rest of the year was going to be was it? She knew that Snape had not wanted an Apprentice, but he wasn't going to deliberately ignore her... She then began to think of the quickest way to brew these potions. She thought that she could probably finish the list in about a month.
Well that's one problem taken care of, Snape thought. That list should take at least two months after that I'll just have to think of some other projects to keep her busy and out of my presence... The thought of this made him smile, unlike the thought of the upcoming teachers meeting to discuss the Apprentices for the various teachers and to meet any new people on the staff. The new DADA professor seemed to be a bit more competent that pervious teachers, and Snape had no grudge against this one, yet. His name was Wolf Johnson, he had worked with a task force against Voldemort and wanted a change of pace after the end of the war. Johnson was probably in his early thirties, but he seemed to know what he was doing. Snape had resigned himself to the fact that he would never get that position, however by this time, Snape was sure that he didn't want it. That position would require way to much contact with the students, Potions suited him just fine. He could yell at the students when he wanted, but he didn't really have to be all that close to him. He had also spent way to much time in the dark arts as it is, he didn't want to spend any more time immersed in them than he had to. Which was actually not at all, now that Voldemort was out of the picture.
Hermione had conjured up about twenty black caldrons and a long bench on which to set them. Each potion would have to be mixed and stirred initially by itself, but after the first stirring, they could be left to boil only attending to them when needed. Hermione planned to set charms on each of them with a warning bell in her room, to remind her which ones needed to be stirred. She'd show him.
It was almost two o'clock in the morning by the time that she stumbled back to her bed, tired but completely invigorated. She had about half of the potions started, the easier ones of course, she would start on the harder ones tomorrow. This was going to be an interesting month.
Hermione was having a very bad day, this was not a good way to start off the school year. First, for some unexplainable reason, she had slept through her awakening charm. For the first time in her school career, she had missed breakfast and was unable to do a quick overview of her readings that were due for the day. All of which she had read many, many times, but it helped her to recall small seemingly insignificant details at the drop of a hat in class if she reviewed at breakfast. Harry and Ron were always whining at her for reading and studying so much, but honestly if they thought about it, it was the same as Quittich to them. They just had different interests.
Not only, did she completely miss breakfast, but then she was late to her first class. Hermione was never late for anything. Professor Flitwick was stunned when a harried looking Hermione rushed into his classroom, almost fifteen minutes late. He was shocked speechless and didn't wasn't even able to form the thought to deduct house points. Unfortunately it was a given that she would lose points for this, tardiness was unacceptable, a sediment that Hermione usually agreed wholeheartedly with, but it was just another layer on the already crap cake that had thus far made up her day.
At lunch she tried to gain some sense of order in her mind, so that she could successfully survive the rest of the day. Unfortunately, Ron and Harry seemed against that idea, they persisted in asking her if she was alright, over and over until she wanted to scream. After lunch they had potions. She wasn't quite sure that she was ready for this, but skipping was entirely out of the question. It had to be the first time that she had consciously thought about skipping a class, however it was entirely out of the question, and not just for the normal reasons, latter in the day she would have her first meeting with Snape, the official beginning of her Apprenticeship. Honestly she thought it might just be easier to try to test out of all the other classes and concentrate solely on potions. However, that would also mean the only person she would ever see was Snape. Somehow the stress of the day seemed too much for Hermione and the thought of five hours with Snape just didn't sit well.
During Potions, Hermione was ceremoniously ignored. Snape didn't even remind her about the upcoming meeting, unfortunately that probably meant that he wished that she'd forget. She decided to skip the evening meal in an effort to avoid Ron and Harry's questions again at her asking and also to avoid any ribbing that she would undoubtedly occur for her Snape apprenticeship.
Later that evening Hermione made her way down to the dungeons for her first meeting with Professor Snape. Not surprisingly Snape was nowhere to be found. There was however a note on his desk for her.
Miss Granger
Before we can begin specific training and research, it is imperative that you be able to brew this list of potions. Many of them you have already done in classes form previous years, however I still require proof that you have not forgotten such things over the summer. I require a vial of each before we begin any of the research. Also there is a small list at the bottom that requires a full batch for Madame Pomfrey and the medical ward, as a Potions Mistress, if you ever get to that point of which I have serious doubts about your level of commitment, you will be required to brew said potions quite frequently.
P. Snape
Oh the nerve of that man, "if you even get to that point," lack of commitment my ass! That man knows how much I work, she thought. Hermione took a deep breath and tried to calm down, she knew that this was what Snape was like, she shouldn't let it get to her...but this isn't how the rest of the year was going to be was it? She knew that Snape had not wanted an Apprentice, but he wasn't going to deliberately ignore her... She then began to think of the quickest way to brew these potions. She thought that she could probably finish the list in about a month.
Well that's one problem taken care of, Snape thought. That list should take at least two months after that I'll just have to think of some other projects to keep her busy and out of my presence... The thought of this made him smile, unlike the thought of the upcoming teachers meeting to discuss the Apprentices for the various teachers and to meet any new people on the staff. The new DADA professor seemed to be a bit more competent that pervious teachers, and Snape had no grudge against this one, yet. His name was Wolf Johnson, he had worked with a task force against Voldemort and wanted a change of pace after the end of the war. Johnson was probably in his early thirties, but he seemed to know what he was doing. Snape had resigned himself to the fact that he would never get that position, however by this time, Snape was sure that he didn't want it. That position would require way to much contact with the students, Potions suited him just fine. He could yell at the students when he wanted, but he didn't really have to be all that close to him. He had also spent way to much time in the dark arts as it is, he didn't want to spend any more time immersed in them than he had to. Which was actually not at all, now that Voldemort was out of the picture.
Hermione had conjured up about twenty black caldrons and a long bench on which to set them. Each potion would have to be mixed and stirred initially by itself, but after the first stirring, they could be left to boil only attending to them when needed. Hermione planned to set charms on each of them with a warning bell in her room, to remind her which ones needed to be stirred. She'd show him.
It was almost two o'clock in the morning by the time that she stumbled back to her bed, tired but completely invigorated. She had about half of the potions started, the easier ones of course, she would start on the harder ones tomorrow. This was going to be an interesting month.