Disclaimer: Ah oh my mum says I could get in to the mental hospital…YEAH! But before I go I'll say it…Don't own. Don't make money. No Infrag intended.

AN/ Sorry about the last chap I was rather crabby. Sorry… There are no real goddesses named Stephanie Marie, the goddess of emotion, or there is no Elizabeth Walker, the goddess of physical stuff…

Cherry Blossoms
By Alan's Only & Arlena Biotch
Pairing-SS/HG
Rating-R
Part 7

By the time she had reached her bed a smile was glued to her face. She sat down on her bed and pulled out the cat book. She flipped through it. Then, bored, she threw the book down on to the ground. It clunked with the other book. The house elves must've moved it…she thought. She lead back then rolled on to her stomach and rolled so her head was over the side of the bed and looking at the two books.

She put her hands under her chin and looked down just studying the book that had made her furious. The front really didn't show anything. She pulled one hand out from under her and flipped the book over to read the back…

So you are about to teach Sex ED. Eh? Well, this book will tell you all you need to know. You well have to get the other books for greater details but this book, as it's called, is for beginners. So read and enjoy.

"Well that was a shit load of help!" Hermione muttered under her breath sarcastically.

She rolled over and sat up. Her stomach growled. She sighed and looked up and the clock on her wall. 5 minutes till dinner. She got up and walked down to the great hall. She was the only one there for a while soon the teachers came and the students.

"Well! I can see that Ms Granger here is ready to eat!" said Dumbledore with a smile he sat down next to her. The rest of the table filled rather fast. Dumbledore clapped his hands and the food appeared. Hermione ate in silence, minding her own business.

Dumbledore gave cheer to all then deserts appeared. Hermione eat just a bit then headed up stairs. She sat down at her bed then on a second thought, got up and blew out the big torch lighting the room. She walked around lighting the little muggle candles around the room. Most of then had the gingery smell of her perfume. Others where lemon. She sat on her bed and lit the last candle by the head of her bed.

She sighed and laid down to go over the day's events that day.

Maybe I can think with out the multi-personality disorder. Hermione thought happily.

Nope! Two other voices chimed in.

Fine…What do you guys think? She asked herself she felt stupid but hey it kept her mind off of more pressing matters.

How are we supposed to know? If you don't have a clue then we sure as hell don't! said the stronger voice. Hermione figured it was her voice of reason.

Maybe it was to soon after Ginn's death? Hermione thought.

Maybe it's because of that cootie thing Gin made you do! Said a little voice. Hermione couldn't figure out what voice that was.

Ya! Agreed her voice of reason.

Naw…Maybe I should wait about thinking about this; until I can think clear. Hermione thought she had a mental image of a girl with shoulder length brown hair and steel eyes and a girl with short black hair, and brown eyes, a feather boa (a feathered Snake) around each of their shoulders nod in agreement.

Hermione sighed and promised herself that she would have to get that looked at. She rolled over and looked over the side of her bed. The 'beginners' book looked like it was calling her name. She sighed and got up she striped off her clothes and drew a bath for herself. After awhile she came back out in baggy PJs. She sat back down on her bed. Finally she gave into the two voices in her head and picked the book up off of the floor.

She put her back to the headboard and pulled the blanket over her knees, which she had pulled up to her chest. She sat the book on her knees and slowly opened the book, scared about what she was about to read.

She slowly closed the book, her eyes wide. All of the information was helpful but really fucking self-explanatory. (AN/ Pun intended!) She sighed and sat the book on the stand next to her. Her mind was racing with thoughts and none of them could hit the finish line. Finally she called off the race and with a flick of her wand the candles all blew out. She snuggled down into the bed and hoped for a good night's sleep.

The owners of the voices had a wicked smile on their faces.

Hermione appeared into a room siting in a big leather- high-backed chair. On her left and diagonal from her was the girl with short black hair in a Green velvet chair. Her dress had no sleeves and a high neckline and the black satin trailed to the floor.

To her diagonal to her right was the girl with the shoulder length brown hair. She was sitting in a very deep blue chair and was a wearing a leather and velvet dark blue dress that had an exceedingly low neckline and the arms widened as the sleeves went down her arms. Both were sitting in postures of very elegant and civilized people. (Co.AN/ HA! Civilized! BUWAHAHAHAHAHA!) In between them were the two feathered boa's were lying by each other.

"Who are you people?" asked Hermione.

"Us! We are you inner most thoughts!" said the girl with the black hair. She finished with a little chuckle.

"Huh?" Hermione whispered.

"We're your thoughts, emotions and feelings. Both emotionally and physically. Get it?" Said the one with the shoulder length brown hair.

"So, you guys are in charge of…everything I do?" Hermione asked, a bit perplexed.

"Yes. We are goddesses. I'm Stephanie the goddess of emotions." Said the one with black hair.

"And I'm Elizabeth. The goddess of, well, physical things…" she let out a small snicker and her boa glared at her.

"You two don't look much like goddesses." Hermione said with a raised eyebrow.

"Hey that's one of the looks!" said Stephanie.

Elizabeth laughed. "Careful Hermione, you could turn into a female Snape with that look. Oh, and don't call me Elizabeth. It's too formal. Call me Beth. Thank yeh."

Stephanie sighed. While Hermione looked dumbfounded. "What do you mean…ah…Stephanie?"

"Steph. And what Beth is trying to say if you do things like another you start to look like them." Steph looking over at Hermione in pity.

Beth snorted. "Don't give her pity. She tried to say, just because she likes Snape internally, that it was pity. So I say she doesn't deserve pity." She crossed her arms and glared at Hermione.

Hermione just looked a bit shocked and Steph piped up with another comment.

"All I was sayin was we don't want another person who ignores us! Or do you?" Steph asked looking over at Beth.

Beth shook her head. " No! Though being heard by her," She looked over at Hermione in disgust, "Is an insult to my nature!"

Hermione looked a bit shocked then pissed. "Who the hell do you think you are!"

"Your inner self, genius. That's her getting pissed you dolt." Beth said, shaking her head. She looked over to Steph and nodded at her. "Why are you getting pissed though? I'm getting pissed because she still won't believe us…" Beth sighed and returned to glaring at Hermione.

"Because she don't know a good thing even if it came up and bit her in the ass!" said Steph, she crossed her arms over her chest. Then Steph started to laugh.

Beth smirked. "Do you think we should have Damian bit her in the ass? He might help her understand it…besides; he can only talk if he's bitten her anyway. Hmm, I wonder if Demian would bite her as well…" (Co.AN/ Demian and Damian are brother snakes. Damian is Steph's and Demian is Beth's. Difference in spelling.)

"Not what I meant! And no, I don't want my Damian's mouth touching her ass!" said Steph sneering.

"Ha! Don't do that to much!" said Hermione pointing at Steph who just glared at her.

Beth nodded. "She has a point Steph. And I didn't mean for them to bite her ass. They could bite her anywhere and it would still work. Dork." She said, smiling a bit.

Steph turned her glare from Hermione to Beth and stuck out her tongue. "Anyway. I don't want Damian touching her!" Steph said.

"Geez, okay. I don't want to hear his big mouth anyway. At least Demian doesn't talk that much other than that chatter box over there…Yeech. But anyway! Back to the task at hand. We have to prove to Hermione that she likes Snape or we don't go back to my apartment up in the sky. And you can't go back to your fancy dancy house."

"I still say your welcome to come stay…" Steph muttered. Hermione's eyes were wide.

"And don't do that! You look a bush baby!" said Steph with a laugh then in a undertone said, "I hate those things…"

Beth laughed as Hermione's eyes dropped three sizes. "Its okay, she had a bit of a bad experience," she got up and walked over to Hermione, "I say the thing tried to befriend her and she rang its little neck." She stood up, smiled a bit of a toothy smile and walked back to her chair. "But hey, you can't choose what kinda creatures you're afraid of. Right Steph?"

Steph just glared. Hermione giggled. "Hey I still have the fucking scar!" Steph said crossing her arms across her chest. Steph 'Humped' as Hermione broke into laugher.

"At least I don't lie to myself!" Steph said.

Beth snickered "Oh really? What about that one boy in god school? Remember?" she snickered again and looked at Hermione, kind of sadly. "You have to wake up now, or you'll have no breakfast."

"Oh ya him…" Steph said a bit of drool dribbled down her chin.

Hermione awoke with a start. "What the hell was that?" Hermione whispered. Then looked at the clock. 'Beth' was right. She got up and changed, heading down to breakfast.

When she arrived, everyone except Dumbledore and Flitwick were present, and never showed up so Snape had to actually go down to the kitchens and have the house elves bring up the food. During breakfast Hermione had closed her eyes seeing as that was really good breakfast, and when she opened her eyes she let out a yelp of surprise. Steph and Beth were sitting infront of her, eating casually and Dumbledore was back…as was Flitwick.

Dumbledore looked at the newly awakened Hermione and smiled.

"The reason Professor Flitwick and I were late is because we were testing these two ladies, seeing as how it is the middle of the year, and to great surprise, they ended up in your year," Beth and Steph winked Hermione, "And I would appreciate it if you showed them about after breakfast please. Ms. Stephanie is in Slytherin, so please show her to the dungeons, and unfortunately, Ms. Elizabeth, the hat was very concerned in placing you in a house for it was a bit of a tie between Slytherin and Gryffindor. So, since it never made up its mind, until it does, you'll have a choice of either." Dumbledore smiled and Beth stopped mentally glaring at him for calling her Elizabeth when she had told him not to on previous accounts, many a time.

"However, once the Sorting Hat is done with its, um…sorting, you will have to go into that house." Beth nodded politely and smiled when Stephanie whispered something into her ear.

"At first I'd like to go into Gryffindor, seeing as I'm not as bad as my dear friend Steph Mr. Dumbledore sir." Beth smiled warmly and the 6th year Slytherin sitting across the table two spots from Hermione blinked and nearly fainted when he saw that Beth was looking at him. Beth just looked cutely at him and on Steph's side there was a bit of a smirk and Steph was trying to contain a fit of giggles.

"All right." said Dumbledore with a warm smile.

Steph looked around the table. "Not many people here…" She said.

"That's because it's still Christmas vacation silly. Erm, Dumbledore said so…" She laughed lightly and slouched from nearly giving herself away. Steph slightly bopped her on the back of the head and glared.

Snape let out a mild cough. "Ms. Stephanie, I'd like to see you after lunch to discuss your schedule."

Steph nodded and winked at Hermione. Beth giggled and Hermione snorted and stood. "Well, C'mon then. We don't have much time to go you around the school. I presume your things have already been delivered to your houses?"

"Ha, yes?" Beth stuttered, looking at Steph for support and Steph shrugged, then nodded to Hermione.

"Good. Now, lets go…" She strode out of the great hall in a huff, Steph and Beth following right after her. Once they got in the hall, Hermione rounded on them.

"First you appear in my head, then my dreams, and now I have to deal with you while I'm conscious! Just fucking great…" She muttered and started to walk towards the first hallway when Beth put a hand on her shoulder.

"Don't worry about it hun, we have your memories, and others' memories, so we already know the way around the school.

"Oh…" Hermione looked sheepish. "So, what do you want to do then?"

Beth grinned and walked down a staircase. "I wanna go get some dirt on Severus…" she snickered and continued down the stairs and Steph followed her, but they both looked back at Hermione.

"You coming or what?" Beth called up at her and Hermione looked skeptical at first then nodded and gingerly started down the stairs.

"Oh and don't worry we know all of the passwords as well." Steph said with a smile as she came to a stop in front of the potion's room's door. She waved her hand over the doorknob and it opened. "No finger prints!"

Beth nodded and pushed it the rest of the way open with her foot and proceeded to the back of the room where a huge bookcase stood. She muttered a word and the bookcase slide to the side. She looked back and smirked and walked into Snapes quarters.

TBC

Co.AN/ BWUHHAHAAHAH! Cliffy! Keehee hee… I'm so mean! Muah to the actual author for letting me write in it! Yayness!