The Other Spy

Chapter Six

Strange Feelings

The trio walked out of the great hall for their for class of the year. Ron groaned as he read his time table.

"We have bloody potions. Who would put potions right after breakfast? It's madness!"

Harry and Hermione chuckled and they turned down the corridor. Harry really didn't care for potions but he needed to pass the class if he wanted to get into auror training. Well, Hermione just was into potions. She found it fun! He mentally shook his head.

Ron opened the door and Hermione and Harry walked into the class room. They took their normal seats in the back. The farthest away from Snape.

The rest of the students filed into the room and took their seats. They waited for the Potions Master to enter the room.

Severus walked through the door slamming it behind him. He walked down the ale with his black robe blowing behind him. He stopped and turned on his heels and faced the class. He tapped his wand and the potions ingredients appeared on the board.

"Can anyone tell what potion this is?"

Hermione's hand quickly went up in the air. Professor Snape ignored the witch. He looked around the room. He saw no one had their hand raised. He mentally shook his head in disappointment.

"No one." He turned to Hermione, "What is it now Miss Granger? Did your books get dust on them or are just waving your hand like a mad minx to get my attention." The wizard quickly walked over to her and lend over to her their noises only inches from each other. "Well what is it?"

Hermione's voice caught in her throat. She felt his warm breath on her neck and she unknowingly licked her lips. Severus pulled back slowly and saw the rise and fall of her chest.

"Ten points from Gryffindor." hissed the wizard.

"I did noting! And we're brewing Wolfsbane!"

"Ten more points from Gryffindor!" Hermione opened her mouth. "Don't even say it Miss Granger. Get to work!" and her walked around and stood behind the witch. "Get your ingredients," hissed in her ear.

The witch took in a sharp in take of air. She held back a low moan in her throat and he walked way.

'What the hell is he doing to me? He's driving me crazy. He nearly kissed me last night.

What was that about?' Hermione thought as she set up her station. 'He wasn't thinking straight. He does care about me. Severus Snape is just playing a cruel game. He's a heartless bastard.' and she cut the wormwood into small pieces.

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Severus sat down at his desk reading over the sixth years lesson plans. He looked up at the witch. He sneered at how effortlessly she worked. The smooth gracefully movements and how she added the ingredients in at just the correct time. Hermione Granger just got under his skin.

Yet when it was just them talking or working on potions she was so different. She held back her bookworm state and know-it-all attitude. But every once in while she'd show it.

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Hermione felt someone starring at her. She looked up and saw her potions professor watching her every move. Their eyes connected and they just starred at each other. She looked away with a red face.

She checked her timer and added in daisy root and reset her timer. The witch smiled to her self as she watched it turn from black to navy blue. Hermione just had to let in cool for five minutes. The timer stopped and she bottled and labeled her potion. She sat it down on the table. Hermione pulled out her book and some parchment and began to take notes.

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Severus looked up and noticed Hermione had already finished and bottled her potion. He smirked inwardly the potion was perfect. He looked over at Harry and raised a brow. He was actually doing potion correctly. Severus had noticed since last year had started improving greatly without the help of Miss Know-It-All.

He rose from his chair and walked around the room. The Potions Master making sure no one would cause an explosion. The Head Slytherin House prided him self since he started teaching a student hasn't been killed or serially injured during his 18 years at Hogwarts.

Severus looked over Neville's shoulder and sneered, "Ten points from Gryffindor," and he vanished his potion. "I didn't ask for a Blood-Replenish Potion. Do it over Longbottom!"

He continued down to walk around the room. The Potions Master's stopped and leaned over Hermione's shoulder.

"Put on my desk, Miss Granger. I want you to go to hospital wing and make a list of potions Madam Pomfrey will need for the year. I want it by dinner" He said in a smooth slick voice.

Hermione felt a shiver roll down her spine. "Yes sir," she put her potion on his desk.

She grabbed her bag and threw it over her shoulder. She told the boys she would see them later. They only nodded and she walked out of the classroom.

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