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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
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Adult
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7
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8,378
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49
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Enjoy the Silence
First things first. I'd like to thank everyone who took the time to review this story. I know I didn't answer you all personally but I really do appreciate you giving my story a chance. I guess I also didn't make it quite clear enough what the song I used in the previous chapter was. It's called Proud of You by 10 Years. I'm someone who is heavily influenced by music and so for each chapter I'm going to tell you guys what song I was listening to while I was writing. For example, for this chapter I listened to Enjoy the Silence by Anberlin. It was originally done by Depeche Mode and also covered by It Dies Today. Anberlin's version seemed to fit the mood better though so I went with that one. :) I'm sorry this chapter is so short, but I've been told by others that my stories have a natural progression to them, making them more realistic. I didn't want to take away from that and I figured there were enough surprises in this chapter. The next chapter starts off with everyone's first day back, focusing most on Hermione. Thanks for your support and I hope you enjoy the chapter! Please review!
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Hermione stood in the middle of the chaos that was platform nine and three-quarters looking for Ron and Harry. They had decided to spend the remaining week of vacation away from each other after having spent the entire summer together helping rebuild Hogwarts. Her trunk was on the ground beside her and her arms were full of a disgruntled Crookshanks. Suddenly, a very male body collided with her own small frame.
"Oi! Watch out, Granger!" Draco Malfoy snapped, as he kept on walking without a backwards glance.
Out of habit, Hermione glared at his retreating back. He turned and winked at her and she stuck her tongue out. He smirked and gave her a little wave before turning back and heading towards the train to find an empty compartment. She allowed herself a small smile as she thoguht back to all of them working side-by-side this past summer. Years ago, if someone had told her that the Golden Trio would eventually become friends with arrogant prat extraordinaire Draco Malfoy, she would've laughed in their face and told them they needed to share a room with Looney Lockhart at St. Mungos. She was torn from her reverie as two sets of strong arms enveloped her in a bone-crushing hug.
"Mione!" the two males exclaimed in unison.
"Harry! Ron! I love you both..but I...can't...breathe!" Instantly, the death grip lessened and she took in a gulp of much needed air.
"Sweet Circe, you'd think you two hadn't spent practically every day with her over the summer the way you're acting," Ginny piped in as she stepped out from behind Harry. The two girls embraced briefly. "I'm so glad you lot decided to come back this year," she said as she glanced around, looking for other people she might recognize.
"Hey Mione, any sign of Malfoy yet?" Ron asked, as his eyes did a quick scan of the area.
"Oh yeah, he's already on the train. He made a big production of bumping into me to say hello," she responded with a smirk. Harry and Ron regarded their friend and then turned to each other.
"Mate, we really need to tell Malfoy to tone down the smirking when Hermione's around. The ferret is rubbing off on her," Harry said. Ron nodded with a smile.
"Oh shove off you two!" she said playfully. "Let's go get a compartment."
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The train ride was quiet, each occupant lost in their own thoughts. Upon reaching the grounds, they prepared to get into the carriages. The older students stopped and stared, each of their faces taking on a look of reverence. Some of the younger students were trying to figure out what the older ones were doing.
"What are they looking at?" one boy asked to no one in particular.
"They see the Thestrals," the boy next to him said quietly.
"What are Thestrals?"
"Horse-like creatures that pull the carriages."
"I wish I could see them." The boys locked eyes for the first time during their conversation.
"No you don't, trust me."
"Can you see them?"
"Yes."
"Could you describe them to me?" Just then Hagrid called for the first years.
"Maybe later," he murmured, before heading towards the half-giant who was currently ushering first years into the boats.
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Everyone was seated at their respective house tables in the Great Hall. Though each house had gained a decent amount of new additions, the Great Hall still looked barren to the older students. Hermione tried not to put names to the empty seats. Harry, as if sensing her melancholy, squeezed her hand under the table. She turned and smiled at him, though it more closely resembled a wince.
"I wonder who our new Potions professor is going to be," Ron said absentmindedly while staring at the staff table. Hermione glanced through her lashes at the seat that Professor Snape had occupied ever since she started Hogwarts. Swallowing the lump in her throat, she looked away quickly.
"Whoever it is, they probably won't be half the professor that Professor Snape was," she said quietly. Harry nodded in agreement beside her.
"You know what else is strange? McGonagall isn't in the Headmaster's seat," Ron added as an afterthought. As if on cue, Professor McGonagall rose from her chair and approached the podium.
"If I could have everyone's attention please." The room instantly quieted. "I'm sure a lot of you are curious as to who the new Headmaster and Potions professor are." She paused briefly. "I must ask that you all remain calm." Another pause. She turned to her side a bit looking behind herself. She seemed uncharacteristically anxious. Out from behind the velvet curtain stepped none other than Albus Dumbledore. He approached the podium, eyes twinkling madly. Harry and Hermione looked at each other, tears welling in their eyes. The silence in the room was deafening. The Headmaster took in the shocked expressions of his students and felt a twinge of guilt, which only multiplied when he looked at the Gryffindor table. Without warning, the room erupted into applause. The old man smiled and then held up a hand and the room went silent again.
"First of all, I'd like to welcome you all to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Some of you I'd like to welcome back," he said with a smile and a wink. "Without further ado, I'd also like to welcome back our esteemed Potions master, Professor Severus Snape."
He gestured towards the curtain and Snape walked up to the table and stood behind his chair. Hermione's heart pounded erratically against her ribcage. What happened next shocked Snape but his face never betrayed his surprise. Harry Potter stood from his seat and started clapping. Next stood Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley, shortly followed by the rest of the Gryffindor table, and soon the entire room. The Great Hall thundered with applause and even a few whistles were heard. Harry and Hermione were crying and smiling at the same time. In turn, Snape surprised the students when he didn't scoff or sneer, but nodded his head at all of them and calmly took his seat.
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Hermione stood in the middle of the chaos that was platform nine and three-quarters looking for Ron and Harry. They had decided to spend the remaining week of vacation away from each other after having spent the entire summer together helping rebuild Hogwarts. Her trunk was on the ground beside her and her arms were full of a disgruntled Crookshanks. Suddenly, a very male body collided with her own small frame.
"Oi! Watch out, Granger!" Draco Malfoy snapped, as he kept on walking without a backwards glance.
Out of habit, Hermione glared at his retreating back. He turned and winked at her and she stuck her tongue out. He smirked and gave her a little wave before turning back and heading towards the train to find an empty compartment. She allowed herself a small smile as she thoguht back to all of them working side-by-side this past summer. Years ago, if someone had told her that the Golden Trio would eventually become friends with arrogant prat extraordinaire Draco Malfoy, she would've laughed in their face and told them they needed to share a room with Looney Lockhart at St. Mungos. She was torn from her reverie as two sets of strong arms enveloped her in a bone-crushing hug.
"Mione!" the two males exclaimed in unison.
"Harry! Ron! I love you both..but I...can't...breathe!" Instantly, the death grip lessened and she took in a gulp of much needed air.
"Sweet Circe, you'd think you two hadn't spent practically every day with her over the summer the way you're acting," Ginny piped in as she stepped out from behind Harry. The two girls embraced briefly. "I'm so glad you lot decided to come back this year," she said as she glanced around, looking for other people she might recognize.
"Hey Mione, any sign of Malfoy yet?" Ron asked, as his eyes did a quick scan of the area.
"Oh yeah, he's already on the train. He made a big production of bumping into me to say hello," she responded with a smirk. Harry and Ron regarded their friend and then turned to each other.
"Mate, we really need to tell Malfoy to tone down the smirking when Hermione's around. The ferret is rubbing off on her," Harry said. Ron nodded with a smile.
"Oh shove off you two!" she said playfully. "Let's go get a compartment."
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The train ride was quiet, each occupant lost in their own thoughts. Upon reaching the grounds, they prepared to get into the carriages. The older students stopped and stared, each of their faces taking on a look of reverence. Some of the younger students were trying to figure out what the older ones were doing.
"What are they looking at?" one boy asked to no one in particular.
"They see the Thestrals," the boy next to him said quietly.
"What are Thestrals?"
"Horse-like creatures that pull the carriages."
"I wish I could see them." The boys locked eyes for the first time during their conversation.
"No you don't, trust me."
"Can you see them?"
"Yes."
"Could you describe them to me?" Just then Hagrid called for the first years.
"Maybe later," he murmured, before heading towards the half-giant who was currently ushering first years into the boats.
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Everyone was seated at their respective house tables in the Great Hall. Though each house had gained a decent amount of new additions, the Great Hall still looked barren to the older students. Hermione tried not to put names to the empty seats. Harry, as if sensing her melancholy, squeezed her hand under the table. She turned and smiled at him, though it more closely resembled a wince.
"I wonder who our new Potions professor is going to be," Ron said absentmindedly while staring at the staff table. Hermione glanced through her lashes at the seat that Professor Snape had occupied ever since she started Hogwarts. Swallowing the lump in her throat, she looked away quickly.
"Whoever it is, they probably won't be half the professor that Professor Snape was," she said quietly. Harry nodded in agreement beside her.
"You know what else is strange? McGonagall isn't in the Headmaster's seat," Ron added as an afterthought. As if on cue, Professor McGonagall rose from her chair and approached the podium.
"If I could have everyone's attention please." The room instantly quieted. "I'm sure a lot of you are curious as to who the new Headmaster and Potions professor are." She paused briefly. "I must ask that you all remain calm." Another pause. She turned to her side a bit looking behind herself. She seemed uncharacteristically anxious. Out from behind the velvet curtain stepped none other than Albus Dumbledore. He approached the podium, eyes twinkling madly. Harry and Hermione looked at each other, tears welling in their eyes. The silence in the room was deafening. The Headmaster took in the shocked expressions of his students and felt a twinge of guilt, which only multiplied when he looked at the Gryffindor table. Without warning, the room erupted into applause. The old man smiled and then held up a hand and the room went silent again.
"First of all, I'd like to welcome you all to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Some of you I'd like to welcome back," he said with a smile and a wink. "Without further ado, I'd also like to welcome back our esteemed Potions master, Professor Severus Snape."
He gestured towards the curtain and Snape walked up to the table and stood behind his chair. Hermione's heart pounded erratically against her ribcage. What happened next shocked Snape but his face never betrayed his surprise. Harry Potter stood from his seat and started clapping. Next stood Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley, shortly followed by the rest of the Gryffindor table, and soon the entire room. The Great Hall thundered with applause and even a few whistles were heard. Harry and Hermione were crying and smiling at the same time. In turn, Snape surprised the students when he didn't scoff or sneer, but nodded his head at all of them and calmly took his seat.