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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: Well I’m about to do it again, I’m resurrecting someone. I just can’t help it! I’m convinced that hardly anyone actually reads author’s notes I know I don’t always read them although I do try to but sometimes I’m just too excited about reading the story I skip them. So anyway I haven’t gotten much done the past few days due to two poorly children and a poorly husband but I’m hoping everyone is on the mend!

Disclaimer: The usual drill people – I own nothing recognisable and make no money from writing this little story J

Chapter Three

Hermione flopped down on the sofa and dropped her head into her hands – that was it, exams over and there was nothing else she could do. She wasn’t the only one that had taken exams early, she was however the only one that had taken all of her NEWTs early. Several of her classmates had taken one or two exams early and planned to take more early the following term but were spreading them out by doing each subject as they felt confident that they could pass it. This of course meant that they had more free periods to either begin studies towards their higher education qualifications or to fit in extra study time for the subjects they had yet to complete...or of course just spend that free time doing nothing or playing Quidditch much like Harry and Ron who had both taken two exams early.

“Why do you look so down, I thought you said the exams had been going well?” Harry asked her, as he entered the common room.

“They did I suppose...it’s just frustrating that I can’t do anything now but wait.” She sighed. “Professor McGonagall told me I should just enjoy the Christmas Holidays since I won’t get my results until the first of January, but how can I enjoy myself not knowing whether I’ll be starting my apprenticeship next year or whether I’ll still be a student?”

“Hermione there is no way that you could actually fail any of your subjects.” Harry reassured her taking her hand in his. “Come on, let’s go find the others.”

Hermione gave in and followed Harry downstairs to the Great Hall where Ron and Neville were sat enjoying their free period. The one subject that nearly every eighth year student had applied to take early was DADA and so nearly the entire year had a free lesson.

“Hey ‘Mione I heard you took all of your NEWTs already, have you decided where you’re going next year yet?” Neville asked her as she took a seat next to him.

“I’ll be here still.” She smiled. “If I passed all the subjects I needed to qualify then I’ll be starting my Master’s degree in potions under Professor Snape in January, if not then I’ll still be a student. Also Professor McGonagall and the Ministry would ideally still like me to complete the Lifa Skills course along with everyone else. Although obviously if I had chosen to go study elsewhere then I would have just had to fill out a drop out form for that class but honestly if I’m going to be here anyway I may as well finish the course – especially if we’re going to get to learn more about wandless magic.”

“Wow Hermione, that’s really great that you’ve been offered an apprenticeship here – they’re really rare!” Neville beamed. “It’ll be nice to still see you around too. With your help I might actually pass potions, if I don’t get at least an acceptable in NEWT level potions then I can’t start auror training.”

“Don’t worry Ron’s nearly as bad as you are.” Harry piped up.

“Hey!” Ron protested causing the others to laugh. “At least I don’t blow anything up.”

“That’s usually because either I’m your lab partner or you’re right next to me so you can copy me anyway, not to mention Hermione telling you and Neville and me what to do.” Harry laughed.

“You know Neville if you didn’t get so panicky all the time you wouldn’t actually be that bad at potions and you’ve improved a lot this year.” Hermione added.

“I wouldn’t be so nervous if it weren’t for Snape. He still terrifies me, even after everything...” Neville mumbled. The group laughed again.

“Typical, he’s quite happy to help run a student rebellion in our absence, stand up and mouth off to death eaters and Voldemort himself, not to mention beheading a giant snake but ask him to go to double potions with Professor Snape and he gets scared!” Ron laughed loudly.

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Hermione and Ginny made their way downstairs where they had heard the noise coming from at six in the morning when it had woken them up. On trying to ignore the noise and go back to sleep it had seemingly gotten louder and louder until they had gotten out of bed and pulled on some clothes to head downstairs.

“Happy Christmas Ginny, Hermione.” Harry called to them from the kitchen table.

“Happy Christmas.” Ron said with his mouthful.

“Merry Christmas everyone.” Hermione smiled, spotting the source of most of the noise. Fred and George were playing with Teddy near the Christmas tree and singing Christmas songs at the top of their lungs.

When Mr and Mrs Weasley came downstairs to join them Charlie had already arrived, followed by Percy and not long after that presents were being opened. Hermione loved Christmas at the burrow, not that she had never loved Christmas at home with her parents...but she had always wished for at least one brother or sister. She still missed her parents terribly, especially on days like Christmas or her birthday. She shook her head and tried not to think about them living their own life somewhere else without her, not even knowing she existed.

“Hey Hermione, there’s mail for you.” Fred called out, trying to take the letter from the raven on the windowsill only to get clawed. “Ouch!” Hermione laughed and went to take the letter and nearly dropped it on seeing her name scrawled on the front ‘Miss Hermione Granger’...she recognised that handwriting.

“Who’s it from?” Ginny asked noticing Hermione’s surprised expression.

“It looks like Professor Snape’s handwriting.” She replied uncertainly, opening the letter. The first piece of parchment was a large formally letter with the Hogwarts letter heading at the top.

‘Miss Granger

I am writing to you to formerly offer you an apprenticeship in Potions at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to begin on January 3^rd. On the acceptance of this position you will no longer be a student at the school and will cease to be affiliated with any house and unable to acquire or diminish house points, you will no longer be required to wear uniform although you will be expected to dress appropriately at all times. Enclosed is a list of the items that you should endeavour to acquire before your return and I will expect to see you at my office at 8am on January 3^rd.

Severus Snape

Potion Master – Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry’

Hermione gaped at the parchment a little longer and glanced at the list of items before noticing another piece of parchment.

‘Miss Granger

As I’m sure you may have concluded from this letter you have passed your NEWTs to a required standard. I also know that you will most likely be unsatisfied with this until you know your exactly scores so whilst I cannot provide you with the official certificate I can tell you that you did in fact score O’s across the board and had the highest total point score for a Hogwarts student in the past twenty years. Hopefully this will satisfy your incessant need to prove yourself to know more than all of your classmates combined.

I would also like to add that whilst I can no longer deduct points or assign you detention I can still punish you be means of terminating your apprenticeship so do try to keep your troublemaking Gryfindor tendencies to a minimum.

S.S.’

“I got all O’s!” she exclaimed. Everyone said their congratulations and she bounced around hugging everyone in excitement, unknowingly Professor Snape had just given her the best Christmas present she could get this year.

“How come you got your results already and Ron and I haven’t had ours?” Harry asked.

“Because the teachers get them early or at least they got mine because they need them to officially offer me my apprenticeship.” She replied.

“You got it?” Ginny asked. “Let me see!” She snatched the letters from Hermione’s hand and read them. “Snape willingly told you your results? When he didn’t have to?”

“Yeah I thought that was odd too...” she mused. “I’m going to assume that either Professor McGonagall ordered him too or that he managed to find some kind of Christmas spirit...or that he thought I’d bug him with owls asking him for them until he told me.”

“That last one, definitely!” Ginny laughed.

“I don’t know McGonagall sure can boss people around.” George commented.

“And mean it!” Fred added.

“Scary old bird she is.” Ron put in.

“Show some respect for your elders!” Molly Weasley chided using a dish cloth to whack each boy around the head in turn. “Or I’ll owl her everything you rude you say about her before the next gathering!”

The remaining members of the Order or the Phoenix and Dumbledore’s Army tended to try and meet up once a month to catch up although sometimes people couldn’t make every gathering and one in particular only made them when ordered but Professor McGonagall.

Hermione sighed in defeat. Sometimes it was just better to give up. There was no point in hoping that Ron would change all his bad points over night; that was why she hadn’t taken things any further than their heated kiss at the battle. They wouldn’t work and she knew it but she hadn’t written him off completely yet because he had started to grow up and maybe one day they might both reach a point where they would be able to make a proper go of it.

Bill and Fleur had joined them at lunchtime for Christmas dinner where they announced that they were expecting a baby due in the summer. Obviously everyone was thrilled at the news, except curiously Ginny seemed a bit off about it which Hermione made a note to ask her about later.

The evening was full of games and entertainment including the twin’s enchanted mistletoe which resulted in Mr and Mrs Weasley sharing more than just a simple kiss in the kitchen much to the horror of their children and Fleur giving Ron a simple peck on the lips to release the spell on him which turned him into a red faced spluttering fool for a good few minutes.

Hermione found herself stuck under the mistletoe that Ginny had deliberately placed to catch her and Harry and George gladly volunteered to give her a very loud exaggerated kiss to release her much to everyone’s amusement.

The holidays flew by and it wasn’t long before the four youngest members of the group were all stood at the station platform to return to Hogwarts. Hermione smiled to herself, it was nice of Mrs Weasley to have pretty much adopted her and Harry. She had taken Harry in from day one with no questions asked which to start with Hermione had thought was because she was a motherly woman and Harry was firstly Harry Potter and secondly had no parents. It was only during the last couple of years the she realised that it may in fact be more than that and that they were probably in fact actually related making Harry family. James Potter’s mother was a Black, Sirius was a Black and as Hermione understood it from Ginny who had explained once that her and Draco were distantly related Molly’s family the Prewett’s were related to the Black’s also; which meant however distant that Harry was actually related to the Wealsey’s.

When Hermione thought about the Weasleys, Blacks, Potter and Malfoys all being related it did make her realise how small a community the Wizarding world actually was. If all of these families were in some way related and were only to marry within the Wizarding community then eventually the numbers would dwindle so much that inbreeding would become an issue which she supposed accounted for the rising number of squibs. She smiled to herself, the wizarding world needed muggles and muggleborns to survive; new blood that would prevent them from dying out altogether.

“What are you smiling about?” Ginny asked.

“Nothing Gin.” She replied shaking her head. She was fairly certain that Ginny didn’t need to know whether or not Harry was actually her relative, after all they were only very distantly related.

“You excited about your apprenticeship?” she asked as they boarded the familiar train.

“Nervous would be more accurate.” Hermione murmured in response.

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