Turn around Bright Eyes
Chapter 3
A/N Sorry it’s been so long! I’ve been working two jobs and have really only had time to work and to sleep. This is the first chance I’ve had to update. Please bear with me on my updates, but no I have not forgotten about this! Thanks for all the reviews; I appreciate the love you all have for my story. Now for what you have been waiting for… Chapter 3
Chapter 3The sensation of skilled hands roaming all over her body was driving her mad. The warmth of his against hers was almost unbearable. He began unbuttoning her robes while she did the same for him. Both wound up on the floor. He grabbed her face and began caressing her cheeks, which were turning red with desire. He moved in close and kissed her. His tongue sliding along her lips begging for entrance. She gladly opened her mouth and allowed him to deepen the kiss. She brought her hands up and ran them through his hair. To her surprise, it was not greasy as everyone perceived. It was just very silky. He moved his hands from her face and slid them down her sides, tickling her just a bit. He then slid them up her shirt. A soft moan escaped her lips and she began unbuttoning his shirt. He was working on hers as well. One agonizing button at a time. He slid her shirt off of her shoulders and then reached around behind her to undo her bra…*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*Hermione woke with a start. She slammed her hand onto her alarm clock to shut it off as she cursed it from waking her up from her very delicious dream. She got out of bed and went to the washroom to take a shower. After that dream she needed a cold shower to cool her off. She did not know how she would make it through her potions class today after that. Her shower was quick and she dressed just as fast so she would not miss breakfast. After eating a couple of bites of breakfast, she, Harry, and Ron went to the dungeons. ‘Here we go’ she thought to herself.During class Snape was talking about the pros and cons or different potions based on the effects they would have on each gender. Hermione kept quiet the whole class. She did not interrupt him nor did she obnoxiously raise her hand to interject any comments into his lecture. He wondered if she was feeling well. He set the assignment for the students to research three different potions and their effects on each gender. Just as class was about to end, he spoke aloud. “You have three days to finish your assignments. Class dismissed. Oh and Miss Granger, may I see you for a moment please.”Both Ron and Harry looked at Hermione, she shrugged her shoulders and told them to go on to their next class and she would meet up with them later. After the room was empty and she gathered up her belongings and walked up to Snape’s desk. “Yes Professor?” she asked. “I was just concerned about you. Your habits in my classroom have changed and I am most definitely not used to you not interjecting facts or asking questions for an entire class period.” He was very different when he spoke to her than he used to be. “I’m fine Professor. I just have a few things on my mind. And I am trying to change those habits. I realized how immature and obnoxious those behaviors were.” She added, “I also know that you are still recovering and did not want to anger you and put stress on you.” “I appreciate you thinking of my health Miss Granger. And I believe this last year you have grown so much, you trying to change your behavior and recognizing that your actions, good as your intentions may be, are indeed immature, are big steps for you and your upcoming career choice. You did say that you wanted to be a potions mistress, am I correct?” “Yes Professor.” “Well, Miss Granger, if your habits do fully change, I believe there may be an opportunity in your future as a potions apprentice here at Hogwarts.” Her eyes grew wide. She couldn’t believe she was just informally given an apprenticeship from the man she idolized so much. “Thank you Professor. I shall remember that and use it as motivation to make sure I change those behaviors.” “Here is a note for your next class excusing your tardiness.” “Again, thank you Professor.” And with that she left the dungeons.On her way to her next class, she ran the conversation with Snape over and over in her mind. Could he really have just offered her the chance to be his apprentice after graduating? She got to her transfigurations class and handed her note to Professor McGonagall. She read it and told Hermione to go ahead and take her seat. Harry and Ron stopped their work and whispered to Hermione, “What was that about?” She told them they would talk about it later in the common room. Still thinking about her talk with Snape, she finished the assignment written on the board and began working on the homework that was written right underneath it. The way she saw it, if she kept busy then it would keep Harry and Ron from pestering her about her talk with Snape.After being dismissed the three students went to the Great Hall for lunch. Ron and Harry were talking about quiddich and the newest model broomstick that had come out over the summer. She was hoping that the two had forgotten all about her talk with Snape after potions class. “So Hermione,” Ron said, “What did the greasy git want with you after class today?” “Stop calling him that Ron!” Hermione snapped back at him. He looked taken aback. “He is a war hero, you should not disrespect him” she continued. “And after that comment, I’m not sure if I want to tell you what Professor Snape and I talked about.” “Oh come on ‘Mione. I was just having a bit of fun.” “I don’t see how that is fun Ronald.” Alright you two, enough arguing.” Harry interjected. He didn’t want things to get too out of hand. “Ron is just worried that you got detention or something.” “Actually Harry, on the contrary. I was asked why I was not my usual self, asking questions and adding to Snape’s lecture. He was making sure I was not ill.” “OH is that all?” Ron sighed. “Thank Merlin you didn’t get in trouble for that.” “I was also wondering why you were so quiet during class,” Harry added. Hermione looked at Harry and Ron. How was she to explain everything to them right now? “I just have a lot on my mind with all of my classes and how I am going to prepare for my future,” she half way fibbed. “We better go, wouldn’t want to be late for Charms class.” And with that the three of them headed up to Professor Flitwick’s classroom.
TBC…Sorry to be so short today. I am stupid tired and can’t think straight. Working both jobs and being sick has my brain fried but I know how much all of you were looking forward to the next chapter, so I wanted to be able to give you something. I will try not to wait as long to post another one. Remember, rates and reviews are greatly accepted.