Heal Me Chapter 8: This Totally Does Not Bother Me

Author's Note:

Disclaimer: Not a British woman whose name is J.K. Rowling everything related to Harry Potter belongs to her.

Okay I love having you students as my readers; I even dedicated the last chapter to you all but I swear to God, I curse the fact that your schools opened. I hate anything that lags which includes the increase of drivers in the mornings now. I need to go to work but I'm slowed down; it's so damn slow that I had enough time to plot this new chapter. But there is a pro to this issue; I get to watch women apply makeup while driving. It's hilarious to watch you ladies make weird faces, you may not be aware that when I get bored, I look around to look for anything interesting; I'm more than certain that others do that too. So I warn to the ladies who apply makeup while driving; you look ridiculous so please do whatever you are doing to your face, at your home. There you will be protected by solid walls compared to the transparent glass. You're welcome.

Okay now I'm pissed I finished writing it and then my computer crashed and your chapter disappeared. Had to rewrite it….

It totally did not bother Snape that the Gryffindor girl was avoiding and ignoring him. He was completely fine with it all. In couple of minutes he would have her in his potions class. A river of students flooded into his class. He could care less about any one of them with the exception of a certain, insufferable know it all brunette. His eyes scanned throughout the mob, there she was chatting with Potter and Weasley.

"Sit down all of you," his voice echoed throughout the dungeon. They sat accordingly and he assigned a new pile of homework. He scowled as he watched them leave his class.

So what if she didn't look at him; she wasn't obliged to watch him. He snorted by his absurd thought. Why should this agitate him? Either way, he lashed out his frustration on his grade 4 students and the ghost who dared to walk through him; he hated the sensation whenever they did that. It made him feel like he dipped his body in the Antarctic Ocean. He stormed up to his room and looked out for a young witch sitting by his tree. Granger wasn't there…. It felt like something was out of place. He had gotten used to having her sit out there. It even saddened him not to have her there but he was too stubborn to admit it.

The days continued on in the same manner. Whenever he saw her in the corridor, she would flee from the spot before he could even open his mouth. Furthermore it wasn't possible for him to talk to her when she was around her silly friends. Each time she did this, he felt a repulsive beast that's been rejected. He sighed; maybe he did deserve this treatment after his stunt. He rubbed his temple with his fingers, he was reliving his past. It was just like when he called Lily a Mudblood. He was going to go to his classroom but he recognized her figure as she was leaving the library. Their eyes met and she was going to run away from him again. He had enough of this. She was alone so he didn't hesitate to grab her wrist as he took her to their rendezvous area.

He took a deep breath and he felt his heart beat faster and he felt nervous more than ever. Damn him, since when was Severus Snape a fucking coward? The words have been playing on his tongue for the last several days. He looked straight into her eyes and he knew his cheeks were reddening. He clenched his fist and opened his mouth.

The next sentence that came out of the young witch shocked him. She was incredulous, she was bowing down her head, "I'm so sorry professor. I know you are upset that I ruined your shirt last time. I swear, I wanted to come and find you countless times but whenever I made an eye contact with you, you were frowning at me. I grew hesitant to go find you." He couldn't believe what she was mumbling about. His visage clearly expressed how bewildered he was. She didn't have to be apologizing to him; it was his fault that his shirt got soaked in her tears since he was the cause of her crying. Yes, he admitted that he got annoyed but it only lasted for 10 minutes. He could care less about the shirt; it was only a piece of cloth. He straightened his posture and looked at the young witch.

Currently he had two options, he could accept this ridiculous apology and act that this was the reason why that there was an invisible wall between them or be a civil, mature, gentleman and apologize for his wrongdoing. For once he wanted to be honest with anyone. He fiercely had a silent debate inside his mind and finally opened his mouth and corrected her.

He felt his muscle tighten but he wanted to get this off his chest. He didn't want to ruin their odd relationship. This was more difficult than being a Death Eater. "Ms. Granger, you shouldn't be the one apologizing. If there is any apology that should be said, it should be coming from me. I am sincerely…. Sorry about my inappropriate, rude behaviour. I had no intention to make you cry and I would like to make it up to you."

Hermione checked if her ability to hear was functioning properly, "You would like to make it up to me?"

His ears brightened as he gave a curt nod. Snape looked distraught and greatly disturbed by this conversation. She was so happy to hear what he was saying so she smiled to him warmly as she accepted his apology quietly.

"Ms. Granger, your exam is in 3 more days yes?" he asked as he rubbed the back of his nape with his hand. She answered his question with a nod.

"I will teach you properly on how to fly and succeed your bloody test," and he meant every word.

"So no more kicking?" she asked playfully.

"No, more kicking," he gave a low chuckle as he agreed.

"How about mocking?" she tested.

"Maybe, if you don't fall on your arse, Ms. Granger" he teased her back.

She grinned, "Starting tomorrow then?"

"Obviously, you've got no more time to spare Ms. Granger" he assured her.

She would look forward to her next two days.

"Bye professor, I need to go back to my dormitory before it gets too late, Professor McGonagall takes points off," she whispered

"She wouldn't be the only one doing that Ms. Granger," he raised his eyebrows.

"Professor, you don't have to call me Ms. Granger all the time, but goodnight professor" she said.

"Goodnight …. Granger," with the 'Ms' removed, her name felt so foreign on his tongue and Hermione skipped happily back inside as he agreed to call her Granger from now on.

Hermione is excited for the upcoming two days and I hope you guys are too! Please look forward to the next chapter that will be posted either tomorrow or the day after that.