A/N: Thank you for the reviews and the following. Again if you think I need a beta, please let me know! After this chapter the following chapters will be a bit longer. But for now: Enjoy the second chapter!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. That belongs entirely to J.K. Rowling. I just like to play in what she has created.
Chapter 2
The week that followed went by quickly. In every day that passed, little things went back to normal. Ron finally came out of his room. Only to find out that Harry was shagging his little sister, all over the place. This resulted in the biggest fight between Harry and Ron ever.
Hexes and punches were thrown and in the end they were both worse for wear. Harry had a big cut across his cheek, gushing with blood and Ron had a broken arm. Both were covered in bruises.
Ginny and Hermione furiously tried to set them apart, only to be hurt in the process.
'You are all big gobble-heads you know that!' Hermione yelled at them. They were all spread out on the wet grass, at the far end of the garden. Near the infamous broom shed.
'Yes Harry is shagging your sister Ron. Get the fuck over it! If you came out of your room earlier you would have been able to stop it. But over the last month, you lost your vote when your where tucked away, not speaking to anyone! And Harry and Ginny…' their smiles fell of their face when Hermione was finally addressing them. 'Don't think you are getting away with it. And by it, i mean fucking each other senseless! You can't fuck away your feelings! Only by talking to one another, we might find a way to deal with this!'
'Yeah you're one to talk!' Harry shouted back at her. 'You are starving yourself to dead! And i don't see you talking much either!'
'For once in my life, I might fucking agree with you there, Potter.' A nervous thrill was send down Hermione's spine.
She knew that voice. She heard it for the last six years at school. It used to scare her, but not anymore.
'Professor Snape.' Harry had seen him coming but the rest stretched their necks in shock. What was he doing here? In the Weasley's garden for god sake!
Professor Snape nodded his head slightly to acknowledge Harry before he spoke again. 'Just Severus or Snape now will do. I'm not your professor anymore. And yes Miss Granger, Harry is right, you need to eat!'
The only thing Hermione could do was watch him with shock in her eyes and her mouth slightly opened in horror. Never in a million years would she have thought that Snape was going to comment on her eating habit.
'Close your mouth Miss Granger. Or are you catching flies?' Still his nasty sharp self is all Hermione could think at the moment. But she wasn't in school any more so she could finally say whatever the hell she wanted.
'Well if you're not my professor anymore it's Hermione for you. And whether I eat or not is none of your fucking business, Snape!' she spat at him. God that felt good!
Now it was Snape that was slightly in shock. But he wasn't the biggest spy of the century for nothing, so his faced showed nothing of it. 'Watch your foul mouth Granger!' He just spat back before turning on his heel and walked back to the house with big strides.
'Right back at ya!' Was all he heard her scream before he walked in to the house. He couldn't help but grin at that. Who would have known there was such a fierce person hidden underneath that perfectly uptight girl?