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Because you heard me right	By : Velveteenbunny Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 5231 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 4

Christmas was coming closer and a couple of weeks had passed without a Snape related incident for Hermione, she didn't know whether to be relieved or disappointed by this. On the one hand the nerves of what incident may present itself randomly was driving her to distraction, but on the other she revelled the feeling of having a secret even if it was in most of her friends minds, a disgusting one. The Amortentia had been bubbling away merrily to itself and had now turned the desired silver colour referenced in advanced potions making. What bothered Hermione was the absence of Moaning Myrtle, it was pleasant to not have her interfering, yet at the same time it was unnerving that she wasn't haunting her toilet which led Hermione to believe she was up to something, either that or the absence of Harry was not making Hermione a popular attraction. Knowing that it would be fruitless to even search for Myrtle owing to the fact that she could be deep in the black lake, Hermione added the next ingredient essence of Murtlap (to heal the heart) to the potion, which danced happily.

Leaving the toilet with a smile on her face Hermione bounced down to potions and to her inevitable two hours with Professor Snape.

"Hermione," a voice called from behind her, she spun to witness Ron jogging behind her waving.

"Ron," she nodded, she still hadn't quite forgiven him for his comments earlier in the month.

"How are you?" he smiled. She gave in she couldn't stay mad at her friend of seven years for not engaging his brain before speaking.

"I'm great Ron".

"Well that's err wow erm look there's something I need to talk to you about, its kind of personal", Ron turned pink at making such an open statement.

"Go ahead", she said kindly but warily.

"Erm it's just that I well, lately I".

"Hi Loser's I'd get in the dungeons if I were you Snape is going to shit a brick if you're late," Ginny swung by laughing at her own profanity she was getting rather good at it of late.

Ron mumbled incoherently and hurried off down the dungeon stairs leaving her stood there bemused. Waving lightly at Ginny she followed Ron into the smell of mildew and sulphur.

Snape it appeared did not seem quite ready to shit a brick but he certainly was looking ready to give a scrubbing detention. Hermione hurried to the seat Ron had saved for her near the front of the class, she would have preferred to have sat nearer the back where she could glance nonchalantly and not be caught, but since Ron was gesturing so affluently she didn't have much of an option. The lesson went off without incident barring Snape's usual grumpiness, the swelling solution they were working on was working perfectly for Hermione and due to her being at his side Ron was coping fairly well. He still kept endeavouring to say something to her but the frequent sweeps of the dungeon Snape was making was preventing him, Hermione was glad, she had an odd feeling about what he was going to say and with her current situation did not fancy confronting it. It wasn't until nearing the end of the lesson that something happened, waiting for the solution to thicken Hermione relaxed her thoughts and let her vision follow Snape about the classroom before she felt a warm pressure grip her leg. She froze. Looking slowly down she found the pale hand of Ron sliming up her thigh applying unwanted pressure. Hermione jumped up in shock banging the table and spilling Ron's potion all over the classroom floor where it proceeded to burn a large hole through the stone. Snape swirled and waved his wand angrily repairing the hole before advancing on the desk.

"What is going on?" he asked slowly.

The two stayed still, Hermione stood up away from Ron and Ron sitting there looking extremely anxious.

"Why are you trying to destroy a listed and very old building that is crumbling already without added student help?" Snape hissed

"Erm we"…

"Detention Granger, tonight and seeing as though you Weasley have no potion left you should disappear from my sight and attempt to write a six roll of parchment essay on swelling solutions by tomorrow". Snape didn't need to add anymore than that, in his embarrassment Ron had already packed his bag and cauldron and was heading out of the door. Hermione sat back down dejectedly at thought of a detention marring her faultless record and in her seventh year and with Snape, it didn't matter that he had chosen to help her she knew the detention would be horrible he had a reputation to up keep after all.

After dinner where Hermione had chosen to pick at her food, Ron had not been present at the meal and for that she was grateful, she headed down to the dungeon to find Snape at his desk reading, she was surprised to find, a pair of thin glasses. Stopping and looking at him, he lifted his head n pointed at a stack of essays on a desk.

"Mark them", was his only statement before returning to his paper book.

Hermione slid into a seat hardly daring to believe she had gotten off so lightly with something academic rather than scrubbing at something revolting festering in a pot. They worked in silence for an hour before Snape rose and strode over to where she was sitting with quill and ink.

"Leave you have done enough for tonight and I have somewhere to be", she noticed that he was carrying the black paper folder under his arms and looked rather edgy somewhat nervous, it made Hermione curious.

Standing up she made her way out of the dungeon and up the stairwell where she sat crouched in the darkness and waited. It did not take long for Snape to sweep by without his usual teaching robes. Wishing she had Harry's invisibility cloak she followed him at a discreet distance keeping aware of any other staff members or Filch, not that they generally questioned Hermione's behaviour. Snape strode from the castle still carrying his folder and headed towards Hogsmeade. Hermione shivered in the cold although she had been in the dungeons the knit jumper and jeans were not providing enough protection against the roaring cold, Snape she noticed a simple woollen Muggle coat and scarf on.

He headed out towards the Hogs Head before apparating on the spot, Hermione followed him and proceeded to concentrate on thinking 'follow Snape' with interjections of 'are you mad Hermione?' Spinning on the spot she swirled and with everything crossed felt the familiar pull of apparition before landing in a heap in London city centre. Luckily she had landed in a familiar road, searching around she saw Snape enter a concert hall across the busy street. Picking herself up she dodged the traffic and entered the hall at a distance only to be stopped by a security guard.

"Ticket".

Hermione panicked she hadn't realised she would have to pay to follow Snape and she hadn't come prepared especially with Muggle money. Pulling out her wand and pointing upwards she muttered "Confundus", a distant look crossed the guards face and his jaw went slack, taking her moment she slipped past him and up the maroon carpet grabbing at the mahogany banisters trying to not to trip over the gold stair rods as she did so. The last of the spectators where taking their seats by the time she reached the top landing. The concert was not overly full especially since it was nearing Christmas; she found a spot at the back of the balcony and settled down to scout around for Snape. It was entirely probable being raised in the Muggle world to have an interest in Muggle music, she couldn't see him, he may have a front row seat area she didn't imagine he spent his galleons on much else in his private life. As the lights went down and the Orchestra filed into place she relaxed to listen to the music, even if she couldn't spot Snape she would be able to enjoy the free Christmas concert.

The orchestra bobbed and swayed to Christmas carols Hermione clapped along with the rest of the audience enjoying a night away from their usual lives.

"It is now that the London Youth Orchestra would like to welcome a special guest tonight to share with us his rendition of Moonlight Sonata on the Violin, we thank him for his time, ladies and gentlemen please welcome Professor Severus Snape!"

Hermione very undignified, kicked the chair in front causing the pompous white haired old woman to spin around and glare, she looked down to avoid the woman's eyes before straining to see Snape Stride onto the stage wearing a white shirt and carrying a violin, if she hadn't have been scrunching her legs so tightly in the tiny seats so that they hurt she would have thought she was dreaming.

Professor Snape began to play the opening bars to Moonlight Sonata in a soft string sound enough to bring tears to her eyes, if it had not been someone as honest as Snape she would have sworn the strings had been enchanted to sound so beautiful, moving enough to penetrate the depths of her stomach. She watched rapt with attention, Snape's physical form was different, he was looser, moved with music and his face portrayed an emotion she had never before witnessed with him, peace.
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