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This Is The Way The World Ends.	By : tulipsaside Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 7312 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 6. I Loathe Cruelty.

Hermione met Harry outside Defence Against the Dark Arts class, smiling wistfully at the immense grin on his face as he chatted with Remus, James and Sirius, noticing Peter slinking a few feet behind them.

"How�s your first day been, Harry?" She asked while waiting for the Professor to open the door for class. The other four leaned against the opposite wall.

"It�s, well it�s been fantastic." He said blowing out a long breath through his nose. "No one knows me here, Hermione. I�m not famous or important. They don�t whisper behind my back, in fact, I doubt anyone notices me at all." He laughed.

"I�m glad." She said relief plainly visible in her face.

"How has..." Started Harry before a loud ripping sound could be heard followed by the unmistakable sounds of books and quills dropping.

Harry turned towards the noise and froze. There stooping over the disarray of his bag was Snape, his mouth thinned tightly and a blush high in his cheeks. Hermione noticed James and Sirius snickering returning their wands to their bags. She chanced a quick glance at Harry who seemed torn, his head turning from his father to Snape then back to his father.

Hermione could guess the conversation going on in his head as clearly, as if he�d been speaking it out loud. This was Severus Snape, the wizard who would kill Albus Dumbledore in twenty years, overhear the prophecy that kills Lily and James Potter. Severus Snape who Harry swore was the reason Sirius was dead. Yet, this was also the Severus Snape who was just a sixth year student, who hardly ever said or did anything to anyone, let alone, warrant an attack, for merely walking down a hallway on the first day of term. Harry, took a deep breath, gave one last glance at Snape and his father before ignoring both and walking into the now opening classroom door followed quickly by Lupin.

Hermione snorted, apparently, Harry was set to ignore Severus completely. She bent low to recover a few loose parchments and a textbook as Peter, and Sirius walked into class after Harry, laughing. James, followed Sirius stopping just before the door way and stomping hard on a few quills laying in the corner, snapping them in half.

"Hurry up, Snivellus don�t want to be late for class." He glanced at Hermione quickly. " Your brothers a good guy, Granger, so I�ll give you a fair warning. Snivelly here is a waste of magic. I�m sure you�d have much more fun if you hung out with us some." He gave her a small smile.

Hermione looked him straight in the eye before saying, "I doubt it." She dropped her gaze and continued helping Severus gather his belongings.

She handed him his pile as he repaired his bag. Severus, looked at her guardedly.

"What do you want?" He sneered.

"Want?" Hermione couldn�t help the confusion in her voice.

"Yes, want. Everyone, always wants something, Granger so what is it."

"I don�t want anything, Severus," she said, tiredly, before turning around and heading into class. Severus hastily shoved the quills in his pocket, hurrying in the door before it shut.

"Ten points from Slytherin for tardiness." Said the Professor glancing at Severus and Hermione.

A few other Slytherin�s sitting behind where Severus had just sat, whispered their displeasure vehemently. "Nice one, Snape. Must be some sort of record?"

Severus hung his head bent over his desk ignoring their comments.

"Welcome, to Defence Against the Dark Arts, I�m Professor Meadows." He turned his back on the class letting his wand tap against the board.

"These are the notes---"

Apparently taking advantage of the teachers� inattention a parchment ball sailed over Hermione�s head and hit Severus�. He turned to look at Sirius before gritting his teeth and ignoring him, choosing instead to begin taking the notes the Professor was spelling on the board.

Hermione chanced a glance at Harry sitting next to James who was doing a rather animated impression of Snape taking notes. Harry quickly flicked open his book trying his best to ignore his fathers� antics.

Hermione was seething. Harry could ignore it if he liked, but she wasn�t about to sit here and watch this. Another, parchment flew towards Severus, stopping inches before his head before zooming quickly back towards James who let out an "oomph," as it hit him forcefully in the chest. Harry�s head snapped up to Hermione�s, whose wand was out pointing towards James. Black and James glared, looking toward Harry for some sign of explanation for the hostility toward them from his Slytherin sister.

Harry paid them no attention, choosing instead to keep his eyes fixed strait ahead towards the front where the teacher had turned back towards his class again.

"I say, Miss Granger put your wand away, we won�t need them just yet." He said smiling tightly. "As, I was saying, we�re to be practising nonverbal spells this week and today I�d like to go over the basics of a nonverbal summoning charm."

Hermione couldn�t ever have believed she�d be bored in a class. Nonverbal spells? She felt like she was a hundred years older than she was.

That evening, after her last class of the day when Hermione went to dinner in the great hall, it was as if she had been running laps around Hogwarts, not studying course work. How did they expect her to save the Wizarding World and do all her homework? She laid her head on one of her hands as she pulled some food towards her.

She was sipping a glass of pumpkin juice when Harry came towards her.

"How were your classes today?" He asked shyly.

"Fine," she said. Eyeing him warily, "What are you up to Harry?"

Harry, she noticed, had the decency to look sheepish.

"Funny you should mention it. I was just about to tell you that I had signed up for Quidditch tryouts this weekend."

Hermione narrowed her eyes. " Harry, you can�t try out for Quidditch, James is the Seeker, if he�s not the seeker, then he can�t be on the team, if he isn�t on the team who knows what in the world could happen." Her voice had started to get progressively louder as she finished her sentence.

"Yes, well you see, I thought you�d say that. That�s why I didn�t try out for seeker, I tried out for beater instead. Roger is the only one left, the other beater gradu..."

Harry stopped for Hermione had turned an angry sort of hue that never boded well.

He cut her off before she could open her mouth. "All right, never mind, it�s not worth the stress." He said before turning around quickly and heading for the Gryffindor�s table.

Hermione closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose. Was this to be her life, minding after Harry like his mother, when in fact his actual mother sat three seats down from him? She stood from her table swinging her bag up onto her shoulder and headed for the library.

Hermione had just rounded the corner towards the library when she heard a roar of rage coming from the end of the hall.

"Come on Snivellus, you can�t possibly mind." Said a strong voice.

"Yeah, you should be thanking us, from the looks of it you don�t get to bathe all that often," said another voice followed by a gurgling and gagging noise.

"You�re pathetic, Snivelly, why don�t you just do the world a favour and do yourself in?"

"I doubt even your own mum would miss you." Sneered James.

"Ha, didn�t you know, James, he hasn�t got a mummy anymore. She left him. See even she couldn�t stand you anymore, Snivelly."

"Is that true, Snivellus, your own mum left you?" laughed James.

"You�re a coward, Potter." He said, coughing and wiping water from his mouth. "You�ve only ever bested me with your mangy mutt at your side." She heard Severus hiss.

There was a thump followed by the sound of scuffling.

Hermione hurried the rest of the way and was greeted with a sickening sight. Severus was on the ground his body soaking wet and hands covering his head as he struggled to crawl away, while Sirius and James continued to punch and kick at him. She could see where Snape was bleeding from the mouth.

"What do you think you�re doing?" Hermione bellowed, brandishing her wand and freezing both of them. James and Sirius both landed with a thump.

Severus, pulled himself up awkwardly against the wall, he was clutching his side and deep cut to his face was oozing blood.

"I don�t need your help." He spat.

She raised her own eyebrows at him. " Be that as it may, I�m not about to walk away from you when something like this is happening." She said gesturing towards the two boys.

He seemed generally perplexed by her. "Why ever not?" He said so quietly it sounded like he was talking more to himself.

"Because, I loathe cruelty."

Hermione reached down seizing James� face in her right hand and putting her wand under Sirius� chin, speaking loudly so they both could hear her.

"You�re wrong if you think picking on him makes you significant. I don�t know what he ever did to you, and frankly, I don�t care. I�ve seen enough violence in my life to last me three lifetimes." She stood up, walked over to Snape, and lent him a hand to get up. He ignored her and pushed up on his feet using the wall to slide himself up.

"Do you need the Hospital Wing?" she asked quietly.

"No." He bent down underneath James to reach his wand. He placed the tip to his forehead muttering a healing spell with a voice like a song.

Hermione looked at him for a second. Had his life been like this throughout his time at Hogwarts? Getting ganged up on when he was in the corridors in the evenings, getting into fights, two against one, only to have to heal himself when they were through. His own house mates, she noticed, treated him contemptuously. Where was Dumbledore when all of this was happening? An intense rage of injustice welled up inside her. Now more than ever she wished for people just to stop fighting, over everything, violence was so inane.

"What do you want to do with them?" She asked softly.

Snape looked down at the two boys� then back at her before picking up his bag and slinging it over his shoulder slowly.

"Leave them here, for Filch."

Hermione nodded turned around and headed back towards the Library.
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