To Save a Life
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
3,618
Reviews:
13
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 3
AN: Thank you for the great advice reviewers (Dafina and Kichou) I think I need a beta, anybody interested? I know it some times frustrates readers when a chapter only consists of one scene, but because I want to update as often as possible that’s how it turns out. If you would like me to do only one chapter a week with many scenes or if you would like me to continue the way I’m going leave me a note or email me. I’m fine with either, I just figure because I’m not a well known author it would make sense that I try and look like a regular updater until I get the reputation of being a good author. It’s up to you though, so while reviewing (nudge nugde), tell me what you’d prefer.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anybody else from the potter
universe; I merely twisted them to fit my evil schemes. Harry Potter
belongs the amazing J.K. Rowling.
To Save a Life
Chapter 3
Entering the Gryffindor common room that night could be comparable to being in a yoga class and the person next to you had let it rip and everyone thought it was you, everybody’s eyes were on her just waiting for her to do or say something. Obviously she had not been the only one to come upon Ron and Lavender kissing, when she got her hands on the person who decided to broadcast her life to the whole castle, she’d gently remind him or her that she knew several different curses that would make the rest of their lives at Hogwarts very uncomfortable.
Deciding that she didn’t want to speak with anyone at the present Hermione moved swiftly through the masses of student towards the head girls dormitories, Hermione silently thanking the founders of the school for making it mandatory that heads had their own rooms.
Letting out a sigh of relief upon entering her dormitories Hermione closed her eyes and rested her forehead against the door she had just closed.
“Hermione we need to talk.” Jumping in surprise Hermione turned around to see Ron sitting at her desk, with a look of determination on his face.
“That’s nice, but currently I have no desire to speak with you.” Cursing herself for giving him the password.
“Mione’ please let me expl-“ tried Ron but he was interrupted by Hermione
“Do not call me Mione,” she said quietly.
Looking extremely guilty Ron nodded his head in understanding, knowing that he had lost all rights to any intimacy they had once had.
“Please leave.” Hermione whispered.
“Not before I explain to you,” begged Ron.
“I don’t have to listen to you and right now is not the time to come and try and clear your conscious, I want to be mad at you right now, now leave!”
“But Mione-“ pleaded Ron
“No buts, get out and don’t call me Mione!” snapped Hermione, deciding that he wasn’t getting the picture Hermione opened her bedroom door and pointed to the common room where all the other gryffindors tried to look inconspicuous as if they weren’t listen to their row through the door.
Glaring at them all Hermione turned back to Ron with angry eyes.
Slumping his shoulders Ron headed towards the direction she was pointing, he was half way out the door when Lavender brushed past him into the room and started trying to explain that it was all her fault and not to blame Ron. Lavender knew, well the whole school knew of the duo’s strong relationship and although she wanted a relationship she didn’t want them to fall out.
Hermione closed her eyes briefly, not paying even an ounce of attention to the distressed girl pleading with her.
“Get out, right now!” Hermione insisted, she had had enough, why were they doing this to her. First Ron breaks her heart now he wants to sooth his conscious and explain why!
Seeing that neither of them were going to leave her alone, Hermione whirled around gathered up her bath towel and headed out the door to the Head\'s bathroom on the 2nd floor.
Hermione could hear them calling after her to wait so they could talk and work things out, but as she had made it clear to them, she had no desire to talk to either of them.
Coming to a stop outside the Heads Bathroom, Hermione tried the door but found that it was locked, bloody pretty boy Malfoy wouldn’t be out of there for hours. Malfoy had been made Head Boy this year at first when she had heard she had assumed his father’s money had secured him the position, but when they had meetings together she had learned a lot more about him. Although she was not sure if she could classify them as friends, she could at least say that they were polite to each other. Sure he’s still an unbelievable prat but at least now she knew he had no plans of following his father and Voldermort.
Knowing there was nothing short of a earthquake would get him out of there Hermione decided to take a walk, cursing herself for not having grab Harry’s map, she already had one detention, she didn’t feel the need for another one.
Although she had begun her walk carefully trying to keep an eye out for trouble Hermione soon was distracted with thoughts of Ron.
She realized that her earlier self-pity down by the lake was misplaced, blaming herself and thoughts like that. Ron had known what type of girl she was before they had begun going out, so there was no point in trying to shift the blame from him to her. It wasn’t that she had intentionally tried to fault herself, it was simply a habit. When she was little and still went to Muggle elementary School, when none of the other kids would play with her so she had assumed at an early age that she wasn’t good enough to play with the other kids and this thought had stuck with her for a very long time.
Even coming to Hogwart’s she was quickly put to the side for simply being muggle born, she just wasn’t friend material. But all that had changed when she had developed a friendship with Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley. After almost being killed by a troll, she was soon accepted in to their little group, her and her strong principle of right and wrong were welcome for the first time in her life.
And she soon had forgotten about it being her fault she had no friends, well obviously not quiet forgotten, those old thought only came back to her when she was highly emotional.
She must have been walking for a few ours now because somewhere in the castle a clock chimed 1am. Shaken that again she had taken another stupid risk of being out alone she quickly tried to navigate her way back to the gryffindor common room.
Only to be stopped by the silky voice of her Potions Professor, “We meet again Miss Granger.”
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Sorry about this chapter I’m not sure how much I like it. I had a lot of explaining to do and I’m not sure if it came across the way I wanted it to. But all in all I’m happy with it, 1,250 words, yippee. Yes I do know other authors usually have 10,000 words or more per a chapter but this was a personal goal that I accomplish. Please RR
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anybody else from the potter
universe; I merely twisted them to fit my evil schemes. Harry Potter
belongs the amazing J.K. Rowling.
To Save a Life
Chapter 3
Entering the Gryffindor common room that night could be comparable to being in a yoga class and the person next to you had let it rip and everyone thought it was you, everybody’s eyes were on her just waiting for her to do or say something. Obviously she had not been the only one to come upon Ron and Lavender kissing, when she got her hands on the person who decided to broadcast her life to the whole castle, she’d gently remind him or her that she knew several different curses that would make the rest of their lives at Hogwarts very uncomfortable.
Deciding that she didn’t want to speak with anyone at the present Hermione moved swiftly through the masses of student towards the head girls dormitories, Hermione silently thanking the founders of the school for making it mandatory that heads had their own rooms.
Letting out a sigh of relief upon entering her dormitories Hermione closed her eyes and rested her forehead against the door she had just closed.
“Hermione we need to talk.” Jumping in surprise Hermione turned around to see Ron sitting at her desk, with a look of determination on his face.
“That’s nice, but currently I have no desire to speak with you.” Cursing herself for giving him the password.
“Mione’ please let me expl-“ tried Ron but he was interrupted by Hermione
“Do not call me Mione,” she said quietly.
Looking extremely guilty Ron nodded his head in understanding, knowing that he had lost all rights to any intimacy they had once had.
“Please leave.” Hermione whispered.
“Not before I explain to you,” begged Ron.
“I don’t have to listen to you and right now is not the time to come and try and clear your conscious, I want to be mad at you right now, now leave!”
“But Mione-“ pleaded Ron
“No buts, get out and don’t call me Mione!” snapped Hermione, deciding that he wasn’t getting the picture Hermione opened her bedroom door and pointed to the common room where all the other gryffindors tried to look inconspicuous as if they weren’t listen to their row through the door.
Glaring at them all Hermione turned back to Ron with angry eyes.
Slumping his shoulders Ron headed towards the direction she was pointing, he was half way out the door when Lavender brushed past him into the room and started trying to explain that it was all her fault and not to blame Ron. Lavender knew, well the whole school knew of the duo’s strong relationship and although she wanted a relationship she didn’t want them to fall out.
Hermione closed her eyes briefly, not paying even an ounce of attention to the distressed girl pleading with her.
“Get out, right now!” Hermione insisted, she had had enough, why were they doing this to her. First Ron breaks her heart now he wants to sooth his conscious and explain why!
Seeing that neither of them were going to leave her alone, Hermione whirled around gathered up her bath towel and headed out the door to the Head\'s bathroom on the 2nd floor.
Hermione could hear them calling after her to wait so they could talk and work things out, but as she had made it clear to them, she had no desire to talk to either of them.
Coming to a stop outside the Heads Bathroom, Hermione tried the door but found that it was locked, bloody pretty boy Malfoy wouldn’t be out of there for hours. Malfoy had been made Head Boy this year at first when she had heard she had assumed his father’s money had secured him the position, but when they had meetings together she had learned a lot more about him. Although she was not sure if she could classify them as friends, she could at least say that they were polite to each other. Sure he’s still an unbelievable prat but at least now she knew he had no plans of following his father and Voldermort.
Knowing there was nothing short of a earthquake would get him out of there Hermione decided to take a walk, cursing herself for not having grab Harry’s map, she already had one detention, she didn’t feel the need for another one.
Although she had begun her walk carefully trying to keep an eye out for trouble Hermione soon was distracted with thoughts of Ron.
She realized that her earlier self-pity down by the lake was misplaced, blaming herself and thoughts like that. Ron had known what type of girl she was before they had begun going out, so there was no point in trying to shift the blame from him to her. It wasn’t that she had intentionally tried to fault herself, it was simply a habit. When she was little and still went to Muggle elementary School, when none of the other kids would play with her so she had assumed at an early age that she wasn’t good enough to play with the other kids and this thought had stuck with her for a very long time.
Even coming to Hogwart’s she was quickly put to the side for simply being muggle born, she just wasn’t friend material. But all that had changed when she had developed a friendship with Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley. After almost being killed by a troll, she was soon accepted in to their little group, her and her strong principle of right and wrong were welcome for the first time in her life.
And she soon had forgotten about it being her fault she had no friends, well obviously not quiet forgotten, those old thought only came back to her when she was highly emotional.
She must have been walking for a few ours now because somewhere in the castle a clock chimed 1am. Shaken that again she had taken another stupid risk of being out alone she quickly tried to navigate her way back to the gryffindor common room.
Only to be stopped by the silky voice of her Potions Professor, “We meet again Miss Granger.”
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Sorry about this chapter I’m not sure how much I like it. I had a lot of explaining to do and I’m not sure if it came across the way I wanted it to. But all in all I’m happy with it, 1,250 words, yippee. Yes I do know other authors usually have 10,000 words or more per a chapter but this was a personal goal that I accomplish. Please RR