I Will Remember You

I Will Remember You

By elvenprincess

Diclaimer: See prologue

Okay, I know it has been two months since I updated. You may put me at the mercy of Lucius' torture chamber...:) I have been writing, but I havent found the time to type everything. I WILL NOT ABANDON THIS FIC! This fic is my baby, and I won't leave it. I am a full time college student and I am taking Summer classes as well. I am going to try to update more regularly, but with my work scedule I can't promise anything. As it is, I am putting up several chapters today, to make up for the long wait. I even ditched out on thesecond half of one of my classes to come type this in our computer lab. So anyway...we are getting ino the good stuff soon. Harry and ron won't be making an appearence until Chapter 14 and that is probably when we will see ferret boy too. And btw all chapters are un-betaed. I hope you will forgive me a few typos in the effort to get the stories to you faster. I am also starting a new fic, also Sev/Hermione, though it starts out Hermione/Draco. It is called Life Has a Funny Way. It will NOT take precedence over this fic however. But I hope some of yu will check it out. I will have the prlogue and the first two chapters posted when I post this. Okay so enough of me, on with the story!

The first two weeks of Hermione's lessons with Snape passed quickly. They had settled into a routine, and a somewhat friendly relationship, though both were still on tenderhooks with one another. He had found her to be a very bright young woman, certainly worthy of Ravenclaw; she was very loyal, quick to defend Potter and Weasley, typical Gryffindor; she was as hard working and modest as any Hufflepuff; but most surprising he found a very shrewd and cunning mind. Had she been at least half-blooded, she would certainly have been sorted into Slytherin. For Hermione's part, she found a man who was highly intelligent, not just in Potions but in a wide range of subjects. She also noticed that outside of class, he really enjoyed teaching and could actually be quite pleasent. One day, as they were leaning over a bubbling cauldron, he noticed her face was more solemn than usual. "What is the matter, Miss Granger? You are not as cheerful as usual." Suddenly he was struck with fear at the next thought that crossed his mind. "Are you feeling well?" "I am alright. Just thinking about Harry and Ron." Snape was ruffled at the mention of those two. He replied with the acidity that Hermione had almost forgotten. "Ah yes, the rest of the Dream Team. I am sure you will be happy to have your best friend and your boyfriend back." Hermione was startled. Harry was just like her brother, and she and Ron had dated very briefly at the beginning of their 5th year. By Yuletide they had decided to remain good friends. "Sir, Harry is like my brother, and Ron and I were only together for a few months durring 5th year. I don't have a boyfriend, professor." For some strange reason, this declaration elated Snape. Almost as if he had been jealous. ~ Me jealous! That's preposterous. Like I have anything to be jealous over with glory hogging Potter and Weasley who has the intelligence of a Flobberworm. Plus she is a 16 year old know-it-all Gryffindor. Why would I be jealous over her?!"~ Snape stopped his inner ersaersation when he realized that Hermione was staring at him. "So what were you thinking about them for, with such a sad look on your face?" "Sir, I haven't told them about my illness. I will have to explain to them why I won't be attending classes with them, and that I am...sick." "Oh, well then Miss Grange, I can understand the difficulty. Would you like someone else to tell them? Albus, or Minerva?" "No I have to tell them. They won't believe it from anyone but me. It's just...Ron will treat me like a porceline doll, and Hary will get angry. He hates to feel helpless." "Yes, I am sure he will be upset that he will not have the chance to play the valiant hero this time." "You should NOT speak of what yon't n't KNOW!" "How DARE you speak to me in such a fasion!" "How dare you be so down on Harry! You don't know what his life is like! Here at school, everyone expects him to be the savior of the world, and they'll act like his best friends, but if their Golden Boy falters in anyway, they turn on him faster than a cat from spoiled milk! He hates it. He is sixteen years old and famous for something his mother did. He cried himslef to sleep for months after the Triwizard Tournament, only to be haunted by Cedric in his dreams. And the only place Dumbledore thinks he is safe is with his Muggle relatives that call him a freak and lock him in a cupboard. What ever issue you had with his father isn't Harry's fault! He is a good young man who has only ever tried to live up to the image that the world has given him, not because he wants the fame, but because he doesn't want to dissapoint anyone or waste his mother's sacrifice. He doesn't want anyone's pity, but he deserves at least your respect!" Hermione rose from her workbench to leave, but she promptly collapsed to the floor. Snape picked up the unconscious girl and carried her the portrait of a large black wolf near the bookcases. "Circe" The portrait swung open and led into a sitting room where Snape layed Hermione on the couch.

That's the end of this one. Chapter 9 is a short one, but it will help introduce the kinder, cuddlier Snape that is necessary for a Snape/Hermione fic. Hoped you liked it. Review if you so desire, but I am not gonna requiee it. L8r!