Daddy! I'm Yours

Chapter 7

Hermione got up and dressed, then went to the common room to wait for Harry to come down so that they could go to breakfast together. Lavender and Parviti both walked down the stairs. Parviti had a disgusted look on her face as she stared Hermione down. Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes.

“I can’t believe that you are still here, Parviti snarked, if I were you I wouldn’t be able to show my face in polite company.” “Whore!”

“Really, because the last time I checked it wasn’t me who was snogging four guys at once with my shirt off for the whole common room to see.” “Slut!”

Parviti turned bright red and gasped.

“Your still a whore.”

“At least I get paid; you do it for free.”

Lavender started giggling at that comment.

“LAVENDER!” Parviti squealed.

“Oh, come on; that was a good one and besides you should leave her alone. I think it’s cool. Good for her for being able to be fearless like that.” Lavender said with a little ahh in her voice.

Parviti just looked at Lavender and flounced out. Lavender looked at Hermione then nodded to her before she too walked out. Hermione just stood there in a daze before Harry came down and they walked to the great hall.

Hermione was still thinking about Lavender of all people actually stuck up for her. She was really amazed. Who knew that Lavender would end up being a decent person. As she was finishing her breakfast; she heard a throat clear and looked up. It was Professor Snape.

“Yes Professor?”

“After Potions today I need you to stay after class. I have some news that might be of interest to you.”

“O K” Hermione said slowly.

Snape walked off with his robes billowing behind him in a way only he could manage.

Hermione went the whole day just thinking about what Snape could possibly deem as interesting. Potions was finally over and she told Harry to go on without her and that she would catch up with him later.

“Come Ms. Granger,” said Snape.

He lead her through a door in the potions class that opened up into his private sitting room. He gestured for her to sit, as he himself sat, down.

Hermione liked his décor. The walls were a grey-blue. He had book shelves lining half the walls. He had two comfortable arm chairs; which they were currently sitting on. They were dark grey. His fireplace was made of onyx instead of the traditional brick. He had a nice big, black desk; which was covered in papers. The most fascinating thing in the room was his lamp. It was tall and fat. The base of it was a dragons foot; talons and scales included. In other words Hermione really liked it.

“Well, I invited you here so that I could give you this,” Snape stated.