Chapter 4

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A\N: Dream sequence in italics.

I was running late this morning because of that stupid dream. In truth, it was a memory. It was the same one I've been having all summer since leaving my dad's house.

Flashback

"I've told you, you're not going back. It's time you gave up these stupid notions of magic and lived in the real world. It will only get you killed like your mother." said dad. He had grown so cold and distant since mum died.

He blames me for it. He told me one night when he came home late smelling of whiskey what he really thinks of me and my kind. "Nutters and Looney bins. It's your fault my wife is dead. You're nothing but a coward and a waste of air. Get out of my sight you ungrateful child."

Of course next morning he came and apologized saying he was drunk and didn't mean it. But I knew the truth. I had since it at the start of summer, but to hear it from him was worse. To have him confirm my suspicions was breaking my heart.

"Dad, I'm going back. It's where I belong.", I tried to reason with him for what felt like the thousandth time.

"No you'll bloody well don't. You will do as you're told or so help me I'll smack you into next week." he yelled. I cowered against the wall. Never in all my life has my father ever threatened me. I was so scared.

That night I packed my things and left for the Leaky Cauldron.

End Flashback

I headed up to the great hall where I met up with the boys who where stuffing their faces, as usual.

"Mornin' Mione. How's the list coming along?" asked Ron around a mouth full of food.

"How many times have I told you not to speak with your mouth full? I have no desire to see you churn food like a cement mixer." I said. This caused Harry to laugh and Ginny and Ron to look confused.

"It's a muggle thing." explained Harry. As I helped myself to toast and coffee.

"Hermione, you know that people are still giving you strange looks right?" asked Ginny.

"No, but I'm leaving anyway." I said as I got up and headed out.

After leaving the great hall I decided that I'd head up early to DADA, seeing as how people where still staring at me funny since Saturdays bit of fun.

God, it's like they've never seen a person think out loud before. Speaking of which, I think it's time to play with my new toys. . . Erm I mean boys.

Oops, I keep doing that. I think I scared a first year. Oh no it's crying. Better go and hug it.

After about 10 minutes the boys caught up to me and together we waited for Professor Black to open the door.

It was another 10 minutes before he arrived by which time I had a dastardly plan to play with my new toys…I mean meat...I mean boy…or is that man.

Whatever! So the plan is as follows: (cue evil grin) gain eye contact, pop a button open, stop and leave alone for 10 minutes. Gain eye contact again wink and give a flirtations wave or kiss. Stop and leave prof. alone. Do nothing until end of class then when leaving gain eye contact and accidently on purpose drop something and bend over slowly to pick it up, giving prof. a good view. Cue prof. in distress.

Seeing as how Remus had us for Wednesday and Fridays classes for a double and Sirius had us for a double on Monday, I decided that I'd start of small and work my way to the big stuff with Remus, such as snog him then slap him.

As Sirius began to lecture on defensive shielding spells, I set about my first task. I caught his eye as he walked passed my table and slowly slide my hand up the front of my shirt and popped the first button open. He paused, eyes bulging. Then coughed to clear his throat and averted his eyes and tried to regain where he left off. I tired so hard not to laugh.

I gave him 20 minutes to recover from the shock and then regained eye contact. I gave him a cheeky smile and wink. Again with the eye bulge. So I decided to take it a step further, slowly, very slowly I traced my lips with the tip of my tongue.

Sirius stopped completely, shifted and drew his robes about him. I can assume that my job here is done.

"Class dismissed" he cried as he darted for his office door.

"What? But we still have an hour of lesson left." cried some Ravenclaw.

I snorted, gathered my things and left, quickly followed by the boys and Ginny. We headed to the library to wait for lunch.

As the lunch bell rang, I decided it was time to liven Snape's life up a bit more. I waited for the hall to fill and for people to start stuffing themselves.

A good 20 minutes into the meal, I got up and started to calmly walk up to the head table. Grin firmly in place, I walked to the end of the table and stopped in front of Snape.

I replaced my grin with a serious look and stated in a carrying voice, "Code 3 in the potions classroom, sir." Turned and was just about to walk away when Dumbledore asked, "A code 3 Miss Granger? That's terrible news. Thank you for informing us." all the while smiling amusedly at me. I could tell he was enjoying the baffled looks of his colleagues and the rage that was coming in waves off Snape.

If looks could kill, I'd be six feet under by now.

"Albus, what's a code 3?" inquired a bemused Minerva McGonagall.

"It's an alien probing." replied Snape who by this stage was shaking with suppressed anger.

"Miss Granger, my office NOW!" screamed McGonagall. She looked livid. Gulp! I thought it would be funny. I was sorely mistaken.

As I accompanied McGonagall out of the Great Hall, I noticed that the rest of the staff had succumbed to laughter. And a slamming of the staff door indicated the departure of the great bat, err…..I mean potions master.

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