100 Ways to Kill a Weasley
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
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Adult +
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93
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41,830
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236
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An Unfortunate Transformation
An Unfortunate Transformation
Hermione and Ron stood in the Room of Requirement, Hermione urging Ron to concentrate. It was after curfew and they really shouldn’t have been in there. But Ron really wanted to learn to shape shift. If he could do it, he’d get great marks in Advanced Transfiguration.
Of course, Hermione was all for high marks, so she was trying to help him. She hadn’t yet discovered her own Animagus form, or if she even had one, but . . . she figured by helping Ron, she might be helping herself.
”Now just relax, Ron, and will yourself to change,” she said to him encouragingly, “stop squinting up your eyes. You’re trying too hard.”
Ron, who was red in the face, opened his eyes and looked at her.
”It’s not easy, Hermione,” he said sullenly.
”You can do it, Ron. Think about how happy your mum will be if you manage to get a high mark,” she said to him.
“She’d be happy all right,” he agreed, “Okay, I’m going to try and relax.”
He rolled his shoulders, popped his neck a couple of times and relaxed, willing himself to change. He felt a strange sensation wash over him.
”I . . . I think something’s happening Hermione,” he said, focusing.
Hermione squealed loudly.
”You can do it, Ron!” she said excitedly.
Outside the ROR, professor Severus Snape paused as he heard a squeal come from the wall. He was on his nightly rounds, seeking out rule breakers out after curfew. The dark wizard stopped and cocked his head.
”ROR, this is Professor Severus Snape, Hogwarts Staff. Reveal yourself immediately,” he ordered.
The ROR was required to show itself whenever a staff member called on it, provided they were actually in front of the room. It couldn’t be summoned, however. A wooden door fuzzed into the wall and the professor slowly and stealthily approached it . . .
In the ROR, Hermione stared down at the floor, feeling a bit of disgust. This certainly wasn’t a stellar form to say the least. The large size of it didn’t help either. She recoiled slightly as Ron waved his antenna at her.
Suddenly the door flew open and Snape stormed in.
”Miss Granger, what are you doing . . .”
Suddenly the wizard stopped speaking. He looked down at the floor, strode forward and stomped on the largest roach he had ever seen, squishing it flat.
”NOOOO!” Hermione cried as Snape lifted his foot, gummy green stuff stretching from it to the crushed remains of Ronald Weasley.
”What? It was a roach,” the professor said, not understanding what the witch was so upset about.
”It wasn’t a roach, professor . . . it was Ronald Weasley! He had just transformed into it. It was his Animagus form!” she yelled at him.
Snape arched an eyebrow at the mess, then shook his head slightly.
”How was I supposed to know that?” he asked her, “what decent wizard turns into a roach?”
He gingerly scraped his boot on the stone tiling.
”I suppose I’d better report this,” the wizard said, “and one hundred points from Gryffindor for being out after curfew, Miss Granger.”
Snape turned and exited the room, leaving Hermione alone with the crushed remains of her boyfriend.
As he headed for Albus’ office, Snape couldn’t help thinking this had been quite a fortuitous accident.
He’d been trying to figure out how to get rid of Ron Weasley for months.
Hermione deserved better, much better than that dunderheaded oaf.
Well, when he made his offer of Apprenticeship to the witch, he was sure she’d take him up on it. He never had taken on an Apprentice before, and Hermione Granger was such a go-getter, she’d never be able to resist being the first one.
And then, the games could begin.
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A/N: lol. Thanks for reading.
Hermione and Ron stood in the Room of Requirement, Hermione urging Ron to concentrate. It was after curfew and they really shouldn’t have been in there. But Ron really wanted to learn to shape shift. If he could do it, he’d get great marks in Advanced Transfiguration.
Of course, Hermione was all for high marks, so she was trying to help him. She hadn’t yet discovered her own Animagus form, or if she even had one, but . . . she figured by helping Ron, she might be helping herself.
”Now just relax, Ron, and will yourself to change,” she said to him encouragingly, “stop squinting up your eyes. You’re trying too hard.”
Ron, who was red in the face, opened his eyes and looked at her.
”It’s not easy, Hermione,” he said sullenly.
”You can do it, Ron. Think about how happy your mum will be if you manage to get a high mark,” she said to him.
“She’d be happy all right,” he agreed, “Okay, I’m going to try and relax.”
He rolled his shoulders, popped his neck a couple of times and relaxed, willing himself to change. He felt a strange sensation wash over him.
”I . . . I think something’s happening Hermione,” he said, focusing.
Hermione squealed loudly.
”You can do it, Ron!” she said excitedly.
Outside the ROR, professor Severus Snape paused as he heard a squeal come from the wall. He was on his nightly rounds, seeking out rule breakers out after curfew. The dark wizard stopped and cocked his head.
”ROR, this is Professor Severus Snape, Hogwarts Staff. Reveal yourself immediately,” he ordered.
The ROR was required to show itself whenever a staff member called on it, provided they were actually in front of the room. It couldn’t be summoned, however. A wooden door fuzzed into the wall and the professor slowly and stealthily approached it . . .
In the ROR, Hermione stared down at the floor, feeling a bit of disgust. This certainly wasn’t a stellar form to say the least. The large size of it didn’t help either. She recoiled slightly as Ron waved his antenna at her.
Suddenly the door flew open and Snape stormed in.
”Miss Granger, what are you doing . . .”
Suddenly the wizard stopped speaking. He looked down at the floor, strode forward and stomped on the largest roach he had ever seen, squishing it flat.
”NOOOO!” Hermione cried as Snape lifted his foot, gummy green stuff stretching from it to the crushed remains of Ronald Weasley.
”What? It was a roach,” the professor said, not understanding what the witch was so upset about.
”It wasn’t a roach, professor . . . it was Ronald Weasley! He had just transformed into it. It was his Animagus form!” she yelled at him.
Snape arched an eyebrow at the mess, then shook his head slightly.
”How was I supposed to know that?” he asked her, “what decent wizard turns into a roach?”
He gingerly scraped his boot on the stone tiling.
”I suppose I’d better report this,” the wizard said, “and one hundred points from Gryffindor for being out after curfew, Miss Granger.”
Snape turned and exited the room, leaving Hermione alone with the crushed remains of her boyfriend.
As he headed for Albus’ office, Snape couldn’t help thinking this had been quite a fortuitous accident.
He’d been trying to figure out how to get rid of Ron Weasley for months.
Hermione deserved better, much better than that dunderheaded oaf.
Well, when he made his offer of Apprenticeship to the witch, he was sure she’d take him up on it. He never had taken on an Apprentice before, and Hermione Granger was such a go-getter, she’d never be able to resist being the first one.
And then, the games could begin.
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A/N: lol. Thanks for reading.