Confessions of a Levelheaded Witch
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
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Adult ++
Chapters:
8
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12,894
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90
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Chapter 2
Chapter 2
If you can believe it, I actually did make it to the end of Advanced Potions in one piece. But not without giving my so called friends enough ammunition to torment me for the rest of my life! Ron and Harry were having a jolly good time at my expense. From the moment we left the dungeons, they started teasing me about my humiliating slip up during class. I had to listen to their ceaseless wisecracks the whole way back to the Gryffindor common room, through most of dinner when they weren\'t stuffing their fat mouths, and even in my own private room, where as Head Girl you\'d think I could get some peace. HA! Not bloody likely!
I had stupidly admitted my crush to Harry and Ron after sixth year. At first, they thought I was drunk because well…at the time, I was drunk. You don\'t think I ever actually intended to tell them about my obsession with the great black bat do you?! Heavens no! I planned to take that secret to the grave with me along with the details of what I did with Victor Krum on vacation after fourth year!
We were at Number 12 Grimmauld Place celebrating the downfall of Voldemort. Everyone was having a grand old time drinking and couples were everywhere making out. Seeing everyone all lovey and paired up was depressing! Harry had Ginny. Ron had Luna. Hell, even Neville Longbottom was snogging some Hufflepuff fifth year! I was feeling a bit sorry for myself while longingly staring at the object of my desires. There was Snape all tall and thin and head to toe in black. Gods he was yummy, but he would never be mine! He was in the kitchen having a shot of what looked to be fire whisky. I didn’t want him to catch me drooling all over myself watching him. What would I say? Sorry, professor, but I’ve wanted to jump your bones for so long I couldn’t help staring? I decided to go back to the family study/library and be by myself. I wasn’t in there long when Harry and Ron came looking for me. I guess they didn’t get lost down Ginny and Luna’s throats after all. They could tell I was depressed and badgered me until I spilled the beans. They both laughed. They thought I was having them on. Ron even fell off his chair he laughed so hard. Then when they realized I wasn\'t kidding they told me I was disgusting. Then they said I was nuts and the idea of lusting for Snape was repulsive to say the least.
Disgusting indeed!!! No matter how repulsive they think my admiration for Snape is, it hasn\'t kept them from ribbing me about it day in and day out ever since. If I even try to look in his general direction they have to say something! Never admit to lusting for your potions professor to teenage boys even if they are your supposed best friends. They will never let you forget it! Like you could anyway but still…
After supper we, Harry, Ron, and myself, were sitting on my bedmy rmy room while I was trying to study for a Transfiguration test we were going to be having next Wednesday. That’s when the second event that led to the downfall of the Gryffindor bookworm occurred. I had thirty minutes before my detention with Snape and wanted to get in whatever studying I could. The man was famous for long nasty detentions and I knew I wouldn\'t feel like it once I was done. I was trying to ignore hearing Dumb and Dumber…I mean Harry and Ron go on for the umpteenth time about how gross I was for thinking of Snape “that way,” when Ron opened his big fat mouth and said something that not only got my blood boiling but inadvertently caused the demise of the world’s most levelheaded witch.
“You know, Mione,” Ron said off-handedly. “I don\'t know why you bother thinking of Snape that way. It’s not like he would ever think of you like that.”
“Yeah,” Harry agreed shaking his head in disbelief at my affections for the greasy git, as they liked to refer to him.
“Don’t take this the wrong way or anything, but he’s old enough to be our father. He’s like what, at least 20 years older then us! I mean I’m a guy your own age and maybe during fourth year I might have thought of you, you know, that way, but...not that you\'re ugly or anything! You just don\'t exactly scream sex bomb.” Ron explained.
Now, I know that Ron can be a dum dumb ass from time to time, but I couldn\'t believe he would say something so insensitive! “Oh yeah?” I retorted indignantly. “I can be sexy!”
“Come on, Mione,” Harry said, trying to keep the peace. “Ron didn\'t mean you weren\'t pretty or anything. It’s just, well… Snape I’ve never heard anyone talk about Snape going on dates. Come to think of it, I’ve never seen the man even take notice a woman, even a really hot woman. I don\'t think he’s going to one day look at YOU and want to shag like minx on his desk. You’re not that type of girl.”
“What do you mean I’m not that type of girl? Just what type of girl aren\'t I, Harry? A pretty girl? A desirable girl? A sexy girl? I can be as much a seductress as any other woman at this school! Anywhere for that matter!!!” I replied feeling as if I had just been insulted as a woman.
“Look, Mione, I know you can be all those things,” Harry replied, not sounding the least bit convincing. “It’s just that you would do a lot better to look at guys more…You know, your speed, like maybe Darren Hollowtree from Ravenclaw. I heae wae was interested in you.”
“DA HOL HOLLOWTREE?” I cried. Not only was he barely three inches taller than me and since I am a petite 5.3 ft. that was sayiometomethingt het he also had the face of a pepperoni pizza and glasses so thick his eyes looked the size of coke cans! I was going to hex the both of them with the most painful boil curse I could throw. Unfortunately, when I turned around to grab my wand I noticed the clock sitting on my night table. I had 5 minutes until I was due in Snape’s office. From my head girl room, I would barely have enough time to reach the dungeons by 8pm, let alone Snape’s office!
“Shit! I have to go, guys! I’m gonna be late for detention!” I said as I grabbed my wand and my robe and fled out the door praying that I would make it at least 1 second before 8pm.
If you can believe it, I actually did make it to the end of Advanced Potions in one piece. But not without giving my so called friends enough ammunition to torment me for the rest of my life! Ron and Harry were having a jolly good time at my expense. From the moment we left the dungeons, they started teasing me about my humiliating slip up during class. I had to listen to their ceaseless wisecracks the whole way back to the Gryffindor common room, through most of dinner when they weren\'t stuffing their fat mouths, and even in my own private room, where as Head Girl you\'d think I could get some peace. HA! Not bloody likely!
I had stupidly admitted my crush to Harry and Ron after sixth year. At first, they thought I was drunk because well…at the time, I was drunk. You don\'t think I ever actually intended to tell them about my obsession with the great black bat do you?! Heavens no! I planned to take that secret to the grave with me along with the details of what I did with Victor Krum on vacation after fourth year!
We were at Number 12 Grimmauld Place celebrating the downfall of Voldemort. Everyone was having a grand old time drinking and couples were everywhere making out. Seeing everyone all lovey and paired up was depressing! Harry had Ginny. Ron had Luna. Hell, even Neville Longbottom was snogging some Hufflepuff fifth year! I was feeling a bit sorry for myself while longingly staring at the object of my desires. There was Snape all tall and thin and head to toe in black. Gods he was yummy, but he would never be mine! He was in the kitchen having a shot of what looked to be fire whisky. I didn’t want him to catch me drooling all over myself watching him. What would I say? Sorry, professor, but I’ve wanted to jump your bones for so long I couldn’t help staring? I decided to go back to the family study/library and be by myself. I wasn’t in there long when Harry and Ron came looking for me. I guess they didn’t get lost down Ginny and Luna’s throats after all. They could tell I was depressed and badgered me until I spilled the beans. They both laughed. They thought I was having them on. Ron even fell off his chair he laughed so hard. Then when they realized I wasn\'t kidding they told me I was disgusting. Then they said I was nuts and the idea of lusting for Snape was repulsive to say the least.
Disgusting indeed!!! No matter how repulsive they think my admiration for Snape is, it hasn\'t kept them from ribbing me about it day in and day out ever since. If I even try to look in his general direction they have to say something! Never admit to lusting for your potions professor to teenage boys even if they are your supposed best friends. They will never let you forget it! Like you could anyway but still…
After supper we, Harry, Ron, and myself, were sitting on my bedmy rmy room while I was trying to study for a Transfiguration test we were going to be having next Wednesday. That’s when the second event that led to the downfall of the Gryffindor bookworm occurred. I had thirty minutes before my detention with Snape and wanted to get in whatever studying I could. The man was famous for long nasty detentions and I knew I wouldn\'t feel like it once I was done. I was trying to ignore hearing Dumb and Dumber…I mean Harry and Ron go on for the umpteenth time about how gross I was for thinking of Snape “that way,” when Ron opened his big fat mouth and said something that not only got my blood boiling but inadvertently caused the demise of the world’s most levelheaded witch.
“You know, Mione,” Ron said off-handedly. “I don\'t know why you bother thinking of Snape that way. It’s not like he would ever think of you like that.”
“Yeah,” Harry agreed shaking his head in disbelief at my affections for the greasy git, as they liked to refer to him.
“Don’t take this the wrong way or anything, but he’s old enough to be our father. He’s like what, at least 20 years older then us! I mean I’m a guy your own age and maybe during fourth year I might have thought of you, you know, that way, but...not that you\'re ugly or anything! You just don\'t exactly scream sex bomb.” Ron explained.
Now, I know that Ron can be a dum dumb ass from time to time, but I couldn\'t believe he would say something so insensitive! “Oh yeah?” I retorted indignantly. “I can be sexy!”
“Come on, Mione,” Harry said, trying to keep the peace. “Ron didn\'t mean you weren\'t pretty or anything. It’s just, well… Snape I’ve never heard anyone talk about Snape going on dates. Come to think of it, I’ve never seen the man even take notice a woman, even a really hot woman. I don\'t think he’s going to one day look at YOU and want to shag like minx on his desk. You’re not that type of girl.”
“What do you mean I’m not that type of girl? Just what type of girl aren\'t I, Harry? A pretty girl? A desirable girl? A sexy girl? I can be as much a seductress as any other woman at this school! Anywhere for that matter!!!” I replied feeling as if I had just been insulted as a woman.
“Look, Mione, I know you can be all those things,” Harry replied, not sounding the least bit convincing. “It’s just that you would do a lot better to look at guys more…You know, your speed, like maybe Darren Hollowtree from Ravenclaw. I heae wae was interested in you.”
“DA HOL HOLLOWTREE?” I cried. Not only was he barely three inches taller than me and since I am a petite 5.3 ft. that was sayiometomethingt het he also had the face of a pepperoni pizza and glasses so thick his eyes looked the size of coke cans! I was going to hex the both of them with the most painful boil curse I could throw. Unfortunately, when I turned around to grab my wand I noticed the clock sitting on my night table. I had 5 minutes until I was due in Snape’s office. From my head girl room, I would barely have enough time to reach the dungeons by 8pm, let alone Snape’s office!
“Shit! I have to go, guys! I’m gonna be late for detention!” I said as I grabbed my wand and my robe and fled out the door praying that I would make it at least 1 second before 8pm.