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Strange Sixth Year	By : Seawitch Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 14600 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Strange Sixth Year

Rating: M

Summary: Snape is slipped a lust potion and Hermione becomes
the object of his desire. Set during sixth year and hopefully more fleshed out.
Based on the Plot Bunny on WIKTT and not HBP compliant.

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the Harry Potter Characters
and I'm not making any money off of this. All names belong to J.K Rowling except the Egyptian ones that she hasn't laid claim to.

Chapter 5: Expelled

            Everyone
celebrated the downfall and final defeat of Voldemort with parties. Hermione,
who had decided only to change into her human form of the Goddess Bastet, made
boys whisper at each other as she passed.

   “Is that necklace
real?” Ginny asked Harry. “It looks like something out of a museum as does that
headdress and clothes.”

   “Well this just
proves that Hermione is taking this whole cat thing a little too far,” Ron told
them. “Filthy whore if you ask me.”

Ginny glared at her brother. “She only had sex once and to
be a whore you have to have sex with multiple people.”

   “Ginny, why don’t
you shut up,” Ron told her and Ginny slapped him. “What was that for?”

   “For being a moron
and next time it will be my famous Bat Boggy Hex.”

Ron stormed over to Hermione to try and dance with her. That
turned out to be a bad idea. He grabbed her waist and she wheeled around, claws
out and raking right over his face. Ron screamed in pain as blood dripped from
her extended claws.

   “Only one man
touches me and he isn’t you,” Hermione snarled and then stormed out.

            The next
morning most of the student body was hung over from drinking too much and Madam
Pomfrey came around with Hangover Potion. But even that made the older students
a little slow in making to classes on time. Hermione wasn’t there she was up in
the Headmaster’s office, Professor McGonagall with her.

   “What you did two
nights ago shows that you allowed Severus to have his way with you,” Dumbledore
told her. “That action was unacceptable.”

   “Sorry about that,”
Hermione told him.

   “That isn’t good
enough,” Dumbledore told her. “I’m sorry, Miss Granger, but I have no choice
but to expel you. Hand over your wand to Professor McGonagall.”

Hermione growled at him but handed her wand over to her Head
of House.

   “Fine, I don’t need
any of you,” Hermione told him. “Go back to your stupid lives but when you need
me I won’t be there. I’ve got plans of my own.”

And she stormed out of the Headmaster’s office.

            Within the
hour Hermione had magically packed everything up and left while the students
were in class. She opened a portal to the other side and disappeared without so
much as a goodbye. Goodbyes, to Bastet, were ashes in the wind.

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   “What do you mean
she’s gone?” Snape asked the Headmaster.

   “I expelled her for
what she did at the Burrow,” Dumbledore told him. “Kissing a Professor, even
after the heat of battle, is against school rules.”

Snape really wondered what century Dumbledore had been born
in. Probably the stone age with his caveman way of thinking.

   “Look I’m really
sorry about expelling her but it had to be done, along with the assault on Mr.
Weasley,” Dumbledore added.

   “Which
one?” Snape asked.

   “The youngest
brother,” Dumbledore answered. “Gods, he must be lonely without her.”

   “I’m sure he’s
doing fine,” Snape told him. “I’m headed back to my quarters. Call me when
something exciting happens.”

And he left, feeling hollow and old. He needed his kitty cat
and it wasn’t due to any potion, he loved her.

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   “I need my great
big bat,” Bastet said to Hathor after Hathor received a Wiccians request for
protection on the day that she gave birth.

It amazed her that a whole group of people in the hundreds
of thousands still believed in her and trusted her enough to allow her to make
their desire come true. Naturally she knew that Hathor would protect the little
baby, she loved them.

   “Do you love him or
is this a phase that your going through,” Hathor asked.

   “Yes, yes, yes,
yes, I love him,” Bastet said. “He’s smart, not handsome but who cares, and I
can feel that he loves me as well.”

   “Then go after him,”
Hathor suggested and then walked over to her and used her staff over Bastet
body. It glowed and Hathor smiled. “Well it looks like that Wiccan isn’t the
only person that will need my protection.”

   “What do you mean?”
Bastet asked.

   “You’re expecting,”
Hathor told her, grinning. “Oh Isis is going
to be so happy. She loved little children.”

Bastet face turned radiant and so did the sun.

            Her father
wasn’t so happy with the idea that Bastet was expecting and complained to Isis
and Osiris.

   “I’m not going to
have half-god breathing,” Ra told them. “Bastet was supposed to have fun but
not this kind of fun.”

   “Ra, I’m surprised
that you’re vindictive against a child that hasn’t been born,” Isis told him. “I sense a time will come that this child
will be needed and therefore the child will live.”

Ra glared at Isis and
turned to Osiris.

   “What about you?”
Ra asked.

   “The decision is my
wife alone to make,” Osiris said. “The child is under the protection of Hathor
and therefore I can’t go against her. I wish not to have a repeat performance
as before.”

Ra glared at both Isis and Osiris. He knew that Hathor
would, one day, give up protection of the child. And when that happened Ammit
would be feasting on the child’s heart and he would curse both his daughter,
for going against him and getting pregnant, and the man with a slight tip of
the scales in Ammit’s favor. He would wonder the underworld forever and Ra
would, at last, have his revenge. After all he was the King of the Gods and no
one got in the Kings way.

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            Snape was miserable
with Hermione gone and he took it out on everyone, including his own Slytherins.
Malfoy made a comment about something that for some reason sent Snape into a
fury and he docked fifty points from Slytherin.

   “For
what reason?” Malfoy asked.

   “For breathing,”
Snape answered. “Now get out of my damn sight.”

            Later that
night Snape was busy drinking when a figure suddenly appeared through a portal
and arrived in his quarters. The figure had the head of a bull and the body of
a man and in his hand was a scroll.

   “A message from
Bast to you,” the man said. “The name is Hap and I’m the messenger of the Gods
to mortals, like yourself.”

And he vanished through the portal and was gone.

            Snape
grabbed the scroll and unrolled it. The hieroglyphs would make reading by Albus
very hard. He read:

Dear Severus,

I’m sorry about how things turned out with this whole mess.
I just want you to know that I don’t regret what I did, I love you and I’m
hoping that you love me in return. I’m expecting a baby. Hathor says that it’s
a little girl. I’ve decided to name her Akila, which means intelligent in
Egyptian. Meet me at Bubastis
soon.

Love from,

Hermione

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A/N: I found a website that said that Bast was married to
Ptah. However in this story she isn’t or I would have to scrap it.

To LuvTheLibrary: Thanks for your
review. I would of added more detail to this chapter
but I have this horrible back pain and it’s going up and down my leg. God, I
hate this.

To sinbad: Thanks for your review
and I’ll do all of that once I’m done with the story. Sorry that you’ll have to
wait so long.
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