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All My Agony Fades Away	By : astartelydianna Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 5365 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any recognisable places, characters or plot lines and I make no money from this story.

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Author’s Notes: Just to let you all know that I’m changing something else from cannon, although it isn’t a huge change and doesn’t affect much...in my story instead of leaving Hogwarts and working at the ministry for two years before returning to Hogwarts to teach I’m having Minerva McGonagall remain at Hogwarts to complete an apprenticeship in transfiguration before taking over at the Professor. Just because it fits better with my story J You know what...aside from big things that I will notify you of if I change; if small things are out of cannon then please assume I did it on purpose J

Disclaimer: Obviously nothing recognisable belongs to me and I don’t make any money from writing this – it’s purely for your entertainment and my own entertainment of course. However if you feel the need to pay me in nice reviews of course I wouldn’t object.

If you’re a big HP fan then check out my beta JenJenSon’s work; she’s brilliant! Especially her Dramione ‘Can We Make It’!

Chapter Two

Somehow that one day had changed Hermione and it bothered her. That night she dreamt about none other than their potions Professor in a most inappropriate way and that opened the door to a whole new way of looking at him. It wasn’t like she had instantly become obsessed with him of course, back in their fifth year she had had a school girl crush on him which she had then grown out of. After all back then they had just learnt of his role in the order, how brave he was for doing what he did and not to mention how intelligent he was which was always a winning trait for Hermione. Still she had gotten over that a long time ago so she didn’t really understand where these new feelings were coming from.

Perhaps it was because he had seen her in only her swimming costume, awarded Gryfindor points and of course he had actually touched her person twice in the space of one lesson? He had only touched her once to throw her into the lake and a second time to help her out, neither instant struck her as inappropriate...although he had actually lifted her into his arms before throwing her in – and he and lifted her as if she weighed nothing. She shook her head to stop the distracting thought of being held in his arms from staying in her head any longer. It was Professor Snape! This whole thing was insane!

The following week she found herself sat facing the Headmistress in her office nervously. She didn’t know why she had been called here, only that she had been owled a request to come after her lessons had finished for the day.

“Relax dear, heavens you look like you’re about to pass out!” the older witch murmured, offering her a cup of tea. Hermione took it gratefully and relaxed at bit more into her seat to take a sip.

“Sorry, I’m never sure whether it’s a good or bad thing to be summoned to this office when I don’t know the reason for it.” She said with a slight smile.

“On this occasion Miss Granger it is certainly a good thing.” Her mentor smiled. “I heard that you were planning on taking some of your NEWTS early, is that correct?”

“How did you hear that? I was actually going to come and ask you about it next week once I’d made a revision plan.” Hermione nodded.

“Well, I think it’s a wonderful idea, not to mention that the offer I am about to make you depends on you taking your NEWTS at your earliest convenience.” She explained, passing the young witch a piece of parchment. Hermione’s brows furrowed as she read the paper in front of her.

“I’m confused...are you even allowed to show me this?” she asked.

“I think I can trust you to use the greatest of digression with the information.” The Headmistress replied, taking the parchment back.

“Where is he going?” Hermione asked.

“One would think that your first question would have been in regards to his replacement not to the man in question.” The older witch said, her lips turning up at the corners. “I got no further information from him than that he was sick of trying to teach complete dunder-head’s how to not blow themselves up using a cauldron and little else.”

“I take it those were his exact words?”

“Those were the polite ones, she’s being nice again.” A voice came from behind them. Hermione jumped and turned around to see that the man in question had joined them. “Really Minerva this isn’t what I agreed to and I certainly didn’t give you permission to discuss my plans for after my resignation.”

“Did you have another student in mind then? Perhaps there is another student that you believe will be able to pass all of the required NEWTs before Christmas and then manage to complete a Masters degree to your higher than high standards?” the Headmistress asked him, tipping her glass down her nose. Noticing that the glaring man didn’t response she continued. “I didn’t think so. So since the surprise is now ruined I will get to the point – we’re offering you an apprenticeship Miss Granger, a chance to complete a Master’s Degree in Potions under Severus’ tutelage in order to then replace him as the Potion’s Professor here at Hogwarts once you have completed your apprenticeship.”

“But Hogwarts hasn’t had an apprentice position available in-”

“Thirty-four years.” The older witch finished.

“Of course,” Hermione blushed. “I forgot that it was you Professor.”

“Was this all you needed me for Minerva, because I fail to see how my input is going to make any difference since you have basically chosen an apprentice for me and-”

“Sit down Severus.”

With a huff the man obeyed and took a seat next to Hermione who tried very hard not to laugh out loud at the scary Potion’s Professor being ordered around by anyone. Then she remembered he face when she had drawn her wand on him in the great hall before the battle...he had looked hurt. He had hesitated in drawing his own and not cast a single attacking spell, only shielding himself from hers...that should have been a clue to them that he wasn’t really on the wrong side at all. He hadn’t wanted to fight her; he hadn’t wanted to hurt her.

“What may I ask is it that you find so fascinating about my person Miss Granger?” he drawled, making her realise that she had been staring at him in amazement.

“Clearly it was seeing you do as you’re told.” Minerva sniped. “I asked you here Severus to offer you a different position, Defense Against the Dark Arts...that is if you still wanted it?”

“I had hoped to get away from teaching idiotic, hormonal miscreants altogether Minerva but I must confess that the position is at least somewhat more appealing...I will consider it.” He told her carefully. “And you Miss Granger; is potions an acceptable field for you or were you planning to dash off and become an Auror along with Mister’s Potter and Weasley...and much to my surprise and horror Mister Longbottom?”

“No sir...in fact I hadn’t made a decision at all but I do think that this opportunity is far too good to turn down. Even if in the long run I find that I don’t like being a Professor it would certainly be a great achievement and start to any career.” Hermione beamed at the Headmistress. “Although...Christmas is a little early to be taking my NEWTs...I was thinking more along the lines of February.”

“Of course, because clearly the resident Hogwarts know-it-all needs to fit more into her brain before she takes her exams so that she can get a perfect score.”

“Severus that isn’t necessary.” Minerva McGonagall told him firmly. “Hermione, believe me you are more than capable of passing your NEWTs right now, you could have passed them years ago. If you take them on the last week of this term you can start your apprenticeship in the New Year. Your apprenticeship should take two years and I have only managed to convince Severus here to stay for the remainder of this year and one additional year, as it is it will be a lot of work and probably take some time out of your summer.”

“Alright,” Hermione nodded. “so I have less than two months to prepare...I’ve got to go change my revision schedule!” Hermione rose from her seat and darted in the direction of the exit before pausing mid-way. “Thank you for the opportunity Professor...and to you Professor Snape for agreeing to teach me.”

“I was hardly in agreement I was left very little choice in the matter.” He muttered, more to the older witch at the desk than the younger one thanking him.

When Hermione burst into the Gryfindor common room and headed straight for her dormitory it left her friends a little confused. They had been waiting to question her on what the Headmistress had wanted only for her to head straight past them in a hurry to her room.

“I’ll go see what happened.” Ginny said, following her where the boys couldn’t. She found Hermione sat cross legged on the floor with books surrounding her and scribbling in what appeared to be a muggle journal. “What on earth is the matter Hermione?”

“NEWTs.” Hermione replied, without glancing up at her.

“What’s that?” the red head asked pointing at the highlighter in her hand.

“A highlighter...it’s well, here look.” Hermione turned the journal around for Ginny to see. “This is my revision schedule; I find a muggle diary easier to work with as the ones in the wizarding world are not quite as common and therefore more expensive. Also I prefer to organise all my classes in different colours so it’s again easier and cheaper for me to use muggle pens, pencils and highlighters.”

“Right...so what happened with McGonagall?”

“Oh! Of course, how stupid of me! I’m taking my NEWTs.” Hermione replied. “Not at the end of the school year, not early as in next term but before Christmas!”

“Wow Hermione that’s great!” Ginny grinned. She observed her friend frantically pawing over her books for a moment before making a decision. “Books down.” Hermione looked up at her in confusion. “You heard me – put the books down! You have until Christmas to drive yourself crazy but tonight you are going to march your behind back downstairs and celebrate with my and the boys.”

Both girls laughed at the youngest Weasley’s antics before Hermione relented and closed all her books to follow the red head back downstairs. A few moments later the four Gryfindors sat by the fire discussing Hermione’s early NEWTs.

“Do you want to know the best part?” Hermione grinned. “I’ve been offered a job!”

“A job?” Ron asked.

“Here?” Harry asked.

“Well first an apprenticeship, which is bare minimum pay because I’ll be training and earning my master’s degree but after that I’ll be teaching! I’ll be a Professor here can you believe it?” Hermione gushed.

“Actually I can.” Ron nodded.

“What subject?” Harry asked. Hermione bit her lip and glanced between her friends for a moment before answering, she wasn’t sure if she was allowed to say anything since it would reveal the fact that Professor Snape would be leaving.

“Potions,” Hermione said quietly. “but you can’t tell anyone that until it becomes public knowledge because I don’t think I’m supposed to tell anyone.”

“You mean Snape’s leaving?” Ron asked suddenly looking very interested.

“No, well I don’t know I guess so eventually if they’re offering me the position but not until I finish my apprenticeship.” She replied evasively.

“Your worst subject is potions.” Ginny commented thoughtfully.

“Yes and no...I love potions, I’m just not so fond of Professor Snape’s teaching methods of marking every Gryfindor down just for being in Gryfindor.” She replied. “At least it’ll be a challenge, you know how much I love learning new things; I’d just hate some boring old ministry job where I wasn’t pushing myself.”

“Of course you would.” Ginny laughed rolling her eyes.

“Hermione are you mental?! Studying with Snape for two years?! He’s an evil git!” Ron burst out.

“Professor Snape.” Hermione corrected automatically.

“Ron, he’s not actually evil remember.” Harry pointed out, nudging him in the side.

“How do we actually know that? He was a spy for both sides; no one will ever know what side he was really on! Just whichever one suited him best I bet!” Ron continued.

“I think you’re wrong.” Hermione said quietly. “I remembered something earlier; do you remember when Professor McGonagall duelled against him?”

“Yeah, that was awesome!” Ron nodded enthusiastically. “Best never get on the wrong side of that old bird!”

“That was pretty cool...” Harry admitted.

“Well I was thinking...Professor Snape never once fought back, he just blocked and let her just keep firing spells at him. He didn’t want to duel her, he actually hesitated drawing his wand – when have you ever know Professor Snape to hesitate?”

No one said anything; they knew the answer to that. Professor Snape was an excellent dueller; he had to be thanks to his work for the order. Severus Snape didn’t hesitate. Ever.
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