Very Nearly Veela

Ms_Fig hi this will be my first ever...writing on this site so i hope its accepted i absolutely stink at punctuation and i also might get some wizard words wrong XD i love your stories and im so exited that he have the round robin one

Disclaimer Harry Potter is owned by JK Rowling were just fanfic writers that are decided to play around with it story idea came from the original author Ms_Fig but this chappy is by be me wuahaha ok on with story

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Severus nodded thankfully. She had believed him and he wanted to know what went on in that brain of hers. Hermione had been his best student in potions and even in the Advanced Potions class she outsmarted everyone. He watched her graduate with straight "Outstanding's," and easily make a name for her self in the Ministry.

And that's how this whole fiasco started, by her getting involved with two groups of rampaging Veelas over some stupid cheerleading positions for the next Quidditch game coming this late summer. Je remembered being pestered By a medic from St. Mungos, who had no idea what to do with the ailing patient and he arrived to find out that the viction was in fact his once star pupil, although he didn't realize it until he calmed her down.

Looking at her now, bowing her head so that he could proceed to put her memories into the Pensive made him rethink his plan to look through those thoughts.

His hesitance lasted only for a moment before he mumbled a small spell to put her in a trance-like state so that she couldn't feel him penetrate her mind. Taking out his wand, he pointed it at her head then slowly twirled it in small circles to remove the memories.

The stream of memories came out sluggishly, but he finally had it all.

Looking down at Hermione, she seemed to be alright, her breathing was normal and her cream-colored complexion looked the same. . . . soft and silky. He groaned lightly and shook him self mentally. This was no time to fall under the Veela seduction.

Carefully, he took the long stream of memories and and put them into the Pensive. He watched as they swirled around slowly, then faster and faster before becoming a cloud of swirling mist.

This was the time to do it.

He looked at Hermione to check if she had awoken from the trance. Seeing nothing, he took a deep breath and entered the Pensive.

The first thing he saw was the inside of Hogwarts castle. He was on the second floor, in the lavatory Moaning Myrtle haunted. He saw Hermione had a book out and a small cauldron. She was looking over it carefully, reading the ingredients when she cursed.

"How could I forget! That's the most important one . . . and the only person who has Boomslang skin is Professor Snape"

There was a whirl, and he found they were no longer in the lavatory but inside his classroom. He saw Hermione going through his ingredients shelf very carefully, so as not to knock anything down. Finally, with an "Aha," she pulled out a test tube and stuck the amount needed into her pocket before looking around carefully and leaving the way she came.

'So she took it. That would make sense, being as those other two dunderheads couldn't get past my wards," Snape thought to himself.

He was brought to another scene.

He was back in the lavatory, but this time it wasn't just him. Weasley and Potter were with Hermione.

"I got mine off of Millicent Bullstrode's robe. Now, you made sure to get some hair from Crabbe and Goyle right?"

"Yes, Hermione. We told you already"

"All right. Stop your groaning."

She quickly ladled out the potion into three cups, making sure they were even before giving over two glasses to the boys and telling them to put in the essence of the person as she did herself.

"Hermione, are you sure this will work?"

Ron looked at the greenish glob in disgust

"Yes. Now bottoms up"


Snape was moved again, still in the same place although this time Crabbe and Goyle were looking anxiously at one of the stalls.

"Hey, Hermione, are you ok?"

"Yeah, Hermione . . . lets do it already. We don't have a lot of time."

"You go!"

There was a pause.

"I can't"

The ghost of Myrtle appeared, giggling madly

"Wait 'till you see," she squealed sharply, spinning in the air and doing flips before coming down to watch Hermione come out.

"It turns out it was her cats hair . . ."

When Snape saw her he couldn't help but let out a low chuckle. So that was why she had been in the infirmary for three weeks.. He remembered having Potter bring her assignments.

Once again, the scene changed. This time he saw small bits of things that didn't matter, then he was in the Quidditch field. He saw himself and remembered this time. His robe had caught fire somehow when he was countering the jinx Quirrel had placed on Harry's broom.

Sure enough, he saw the Potter boy start to struggle to stay on his broom. He looked over to see the Weasley boy shouting, pointing to where he was sitting apparently. The runt Weasley had binoculars and thought he was the one jinxing the broom.

Snape could see Hermione running up and behind the bleachers, coming towards him as he was chanting. Getting right under him, she cast the flame.

"That little . . ." he said to himself, shaking his head.

That spell wasn't taught until the third year at Hogwarts because it was a nasty curse. If one didn't have enough control, it could consume the caster. Even as a first year, Hermione had remarkable control and ability. No wonder when she applied at the Ministry her first position had been in Spell Casting.

The scene changed again. This time they were in the third floor corridor, where no students were allowed, and where Fluffy, that great three-headed mutt of Hagrid's, lay guarding the sorcerer stone that Dumbledore put under his protection.

Snape saw how she beat the Devil's Snare, then Harry getting the key, then his potions puzzle. Hermione solved it herself, using her mind. He knew she was smart, but he didn't know how smart at the time..

Snape watched her grow up, becoming more fierce and more controlling. She really outdid herself when the Dark Lord had taken over, after he was told by Dumbledore that he would have to kill him.

He watched as she helped Harry find the last of the Horcruxes, proving herself even more. He watched her go through pain when Bellatrix tortured her to get information. He wanted to go over and stop her, but knew he couldn't, so watched helplessly.

Hermione's mind was firmly shut and he wondered who taught her Legilimency. He almost let out a laugh when he saw Lucius' former house elf Dobby take them away.

He watched the Dark Lord's death, and how she fought and strategically helped win. He witnessed her graduation, and her entering the ministry. The Weasley boy went off to do something else, and it hurt her, but she didn't say anything. She just went on with her work, harder than before in the 'Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures."

Then she was promoted to the 'Department of Magical Law Enforcement.' Then came the incident with the Veela.

Snape pulled himself out of the Pensive to see something that almost made him regret what he just did. Hermione had awakened and was looking at him with such anger that he didn't know what to do.

He tried to explain

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OK im sorrry for the cliffy cant think of anything else uumm I hope someone will help me this was my first time writing soo.. haha yeahhh

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