Where Light Meets Dark
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Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
9
Views:
1,433
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27
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Where Light Meets Dark
Hey All this is my first fic please read and review. I’ll be happy to answer and questions. I am trying to keep as true to the book as possible but you’ll have to forgive me if it isn’t perfect I’m only mortal ^__^
Title: Where Light Meets Dark
Category: Romance/ action
Rating: R (for now at least)
Summary: It is the trios Seventh year and Hermoine is Head Girl. On her first day of Classes she stumbles upon some very strange information on a certain professor. SS/Hg with a plot!
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter or anything I am broke and poor and that is all!
Snape grimaced as his first class year filed nosily into the potion classroom. ‘So these are the advanced potion students’ he thought with a frown. Because so few students passed his stringent tests in the fifth and sixth years, only one seventh year class was need to serve all of the houses, for his potions class.
‘Potter’ he thought with venom, as the sf hif his rival and his two comrades, Granger and Weasly, came in the room. The trio took their seats in the back of the class and chatted quietly as the others filed into the room. ‘That Granger girl’ he said observing her from his place at the front of the class room. He had to stubbornly admitted to himself that she was the only Gryffindor or student that was really qualified enough for his advanced studies, even his favored Slytherins couldn’t compare even in the slightes her her skills.
“That will be enough talking.” He said to the students still chatting and mulling around the class looking for a seat. “As you all well know this is my most advanced Potions class offered and if you can’t keep up to scratch with my pace I’ll kick you out of this class with no questions asked. We’ll be working on some very advanced potions this year and I won’t tolerate and students falling behind.” Snape told the class in a very threatening and teacher like voice.
“Open your textbooks to page 158 and read the introduction to the Poly Juice Potion. We will be creating this potion first this year; it will probably be the easiest thing you do for me this year. Now who can tell me how long it takes to properly mix the Poly Juice Potion?” He asked the seventh years.
Several hands reached for the ceiling with of course the know-it-all Granger’s hand in the lead. “Potter” he asked to one of Grangers mates whose hand stays ing ing on the desk. In the back of Snape’s mind he was silently hoping that he could embarrass him like he had done on their first day of potion’s seven years ago. Maybe even enough to scare him out of taking potions, that would be only to good for Snape.
“One month, sir.” Potter replied coolly glaring at his enemy since the first day he arrived at Hogwarts.
“Correct.” Snape said dismally, “ Now you will start brewing the potions today to be finished one month from now, also you are required to write a three foot essay about the properties of the Poly Juice potion. Due in one weeks time.” Snape said opening up the student cupboards of ingredients.
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“Work on the first day, what a cheap deal.” Said Harry sitting back down with his raw ingredients.
“Yeah but it’s Snape what do you expect? The question is why did you talk us into taking this class again, ‘Moine?” Asked Ron starting to mince the ingredients, and throw them into his cauldron.
“I’ve told you both a million times, if you want to be an Auror nee need The Advanced Advanced Study of Potions and Magical Remedies. And you need to pass the N.E.W.T.s for this class and only Professor Snape teaches that class.” She said to them testily, while she also started brewing her cauldron.
“Right, but with Snape? I’d rather have to eat everything Hagrid makes for lunch for the next year than be another year with him. But to be and Auror I guess one has to make sacrifices like being with Snape” Harry said.
“Potter and Weasly and Auror, ha that’s a laugh you would die on the first day. But hey that’s not an entirely bad thing.” Interrupted the slimy voice of none other than Draco Malfoy.
“Why you dirty little git.” Ron said offering a rude hand gesture Harry and Hermoine scowling at the Slytherins whre lre laughing at the bad joke.
“Weasly, Potter, and Granger, for you cheeky remarks 10 points from Gryffindor each.” Snape said as he prowled up and down the rows of cauldrons, stopping at their lab desk.
“But Professor, Harry and I didn’t...” Hermoine started to say.
“Miss Granger I believe you should get back to work or el wil will be giving you a...” Snape started to say.
“But Malfoy egged Ron on.” Hermoine interrupted.
“Never. Ever. Interrupt me again Miss Granger.” Snape spat venom, stalking over to her desk. “You Have detention tonight in my dungeons for your disrespect and another 20 points from Gryffindor. As Head Girl I and the rest of us here would agree, are expecting more out you, be here at seven sharp. Now the rest of you this isn’t a show get to WORK!” He said stalking off around the room, snapping at the students at random, save for the Slytherins who sat giggled amongst themselves.
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“ ‘Moine I can’t believe you got detention on your first day of all days. Man that bat must be and a really bad mood” Said Ron while they sat in the great hall, stuffing their faces. Hermoine had just been silently going about her classes around the castle angry at Snape’s unfairness.
“Yeah, Good job.” Said Harry clapping her on the back and laughing slightly.
“Oh I guess, but that man is insufferable. I can’t believe him.” She said nibbling at her pot roast, but really to angry to eat or think properly.
“Yeah but thanks for sticking up for me today, that git is so blind to the obvious fact Malfoy started it.” Ron told her trying to cheer her up.
“It’s a Slytherins what do you expect.” Said Harry as the food disappeared and a pudding appeared before them. “Oh ‘Moine you might want to wear so work clothes he likes to have detention students do grimy jobs, remember when Ron had to pickle frog brains.”
“I do.” Pitched in Ron, “I smelled like preservatives for weeks. It was so gross.” He managed to muster a smile from Hermoine at those words. Dinner finished and the trio went back up to Gryffindor tower.
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Hermoine quickly changed into her pair of old blue jeans with a holes in the knees and paint splattered on them from painting her house with her family last summer. And a “Weird Sisters” tee shirt that Tonks had given her when she and the Weasly’s were stg ing in #12 Grimmauld Place three summers ago. The tee shirt was tighter in several choice places, because she had as it were, “Grown up” in the past few years.
She tucked her wand into one of the narrow side pocket made to carry a muggle girls pencils, threw on her robes and quickly passed through the portrait hole and descended the stairs.
“You’re late.” Was Snape’s greeting to her as her walked into the classroom.
“No I’m not.” Hermoine said gesturing at her wristwatch.
“Well to be on with business. Miss Granger you will be mincing up ingredients for the Poly Juice Potion, until I see it fit that you have served a proper detention for your cheekiness.” He said directing her to a closet of supplies to be cut up. Hermoine grabbed various jars of pickled items and brought them over to a desk taking out a sharp paring knife.
Snape sat at his desk working on papers watching Miss Granger out of the corner of his eye, ‘To make sure she doesn’t screw up’ he convinced himself. She was taking off her robes; underneath she relieved some thing that was most definitely not her uniform. The pants though not that bad hugged and showed off her hips and the shirt was just to small for curves like she had. He remembered that shirt from three summers ago and it was most certainly not that tight in those places, when had Granger grown up so much? ‘Wait what am I thinking this is Granger, a know-it-all with an attitude.’ he scolded himself mentally. But Severus Snape was only a mortal and like any mortal male a girl was a girl his body would disregard who she really was.
Snape tore his eyes off her and forced himself to focus on the parchment at hand. Hermoine could feel Snape watch her work, and she worked extra carefully, she wasn’t going to give him the chance to insult her again, ever.
‘OH that burning’ Snape felt on his arm knew that he was being called “Granger we are done for tonight, next time wear something more descent.” He said to her gathering his things and putting iay way with a sweep of his wand.
“ Who says there will be a next time?” Hermoine retorted. Putting away the ingredients and picking up her robe.
“You just did another detention I think is in order on Saturday all day in the dungeons with me. Be here promptly at nine. I refuse to put up with your insults because you are Head Girl. Oh no I will have my eye on you. Now out.” He snapped at her. Hermoine was fuming. As she stormed out of the classroom.
She had hall duty tonight and so she had to “prowl” the halls three time that night, She figure while she was out she would check around at this hour, before the curfew there were plenty of people in thels als and not many of the rule breakers were out yet.
Hermoine went back to her room after the check. Her room was big and decorated in the Gryffindor colors it was cheerful, being Head Girl it was her own private quarters set near but away from the rest of the Gryffindors, with her own portrait hole. She took out a few of her books and read through her assignments for the time being. It was curfew time and she went back out clad in her robes and badge with the same clothes on as earlier.
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“Ten couples.” She muttered to herself as she threw off her robe and grabbed her bag. “Can’t they do that else where? And all this homework.” She sighed thinking about Snape making her lose her temper twice in one day, which was very out of character for her. Hermoine always kept her cool, That man. Was trying her control.
She pulled out her books and stacked them on her low table to sit on the floor next to it to start her homework. Three essays later and late into the night Hermoine stretched her stiff muscles and peered at her watch, past midnight. She still had to check the halls She put her robes back on and climbed out of the portrait hole, The picture of a woman, that was her personal entrance to her room, was muttered in her sleep.
The torches burned low in their magical racks. And the halls were eerily silent, Hermoine first checked the upstairs corridors, Then the dungeons. Finding nothing out of the ordinary she head back up to the great hall and large staircase.
A person, She saw him in the shadows. “Hey you. What are you doing out so late.” She said approaching the shadowy figure, “You should be in your house, as head girl...” She was slammed into the wall, and a hand was clapped over her mouth. Hermoine tried to kick the person but they side stepped her and got around the back of her and dragged her into the shadows of a secret staircase that lead to the dungeons.
“Quiet you silly girl.” Said the familiar voice; Hermoine stopped moving recognizing the venomous voice. “Now I am going to let go of you and you need to be quiet. Hermoine nodded. And her released her. “Now I need to tell you that.....”
A/N: Okay this is my first Fan Fic what do you think please review I will try to update as much as possible and Also if ane woe would like to be a beta reader I could use one with all my errors (I\'m only human) but if you want to be a beta email me at crazychick10888@hotmail.c cho choose a beta based on a first come first serve thing.
Peace Out
KagomeRain
Title: Where Light Meets Dark
Category: Romance/ action
Rating: R (for now at least)
Summary: It is the trios Seventh year and Hermoine is Head Girl. On her first day of Classes she stumbles upon some very strange information on a certain professor. SS/Hg with a plot!
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter or anything I am broke and poor and that is all!
Snape grimaced as his first class year filed nosily into the potion classroom. ‘So these are the advanced potion students’ he thought with a frown. Because so few students passed his stringent tests in the fifth and sixth years, only one seventh year class was need to serve all of the houses, for his potions class.
‘Potter’ he thought with venom, as the sf hif his rival and his two comrades, Granger and Weasly, came in the room. The trio took their seats in the back of the class and chatted quietly as the others filed into the room. ‘That Granger girl’ he said observing her from his place at the front of the class room. He had to stubbornly admitted to himself that she was the only Gryffindor or student that was really qualified enough for his advanced studies, even his favored Slytherins couldn’t compare even in the slightes her her skills.
“That will be enough talking.” He said to the students still chatting and mulling around the class looking for a seat. “As you all well know this is my most advanced Potions class offered and if you can’t keep up to scratch with my pace I’ll kick you out of this class with no questions asked. We’ll be working on some very advanced potions this year and I won’t tolerate and students falling behind.” Snape told the class in a very threatening and teacher like voice.
“Open your textbooks to page 158 and read the introduction to the Poly Juice Potion. We will be creating this potion first this year; it will probably be the easiest thing you do for me this year. Now who can tell me how long it takes to properly mix the Poly Juice Potion?” He asked the seventh years.
Several hands reached for the ceiling with of course the know-it-all Granger’s hand in the lead. “Potter” he asked to one of Grangers mates whose hand stays ing ing on the desk. In the back of Snape’s mind he was silently hoping that he could embarrass him like he had done on their first day of potion’s seven years ago. Maybe even enough to scare him out of taking potions, that would be only to good for Snape.
“One month, sir.” Potter replied coolly glaring at his enemy since the first day he arrived at Hogwarts.
“Correct.” Snape said dismally, “ Now you will start brewing the potions today to be finished one month from now, also you are required to write a three foot essay about the properties of the Poly Juice potion. Due in one weeks time.” Snape said opening up the student cupboards of ingredients.
_*_*_*_*_*_*_*
“Work on the first day, what a cheap deal.” Said Harry sitting back down with his raw ingredients.
“Yeah but it’s Snape what do you expect? The question is why did you talk us into taking this class again, ‘Moine?” Asked Ron starting to mince the ingredients, and throw them into his cauldron.
“I’ve told you both a million times, if you want to be an Auror nee need The Advanced Advanced Study of Potions and Magical Remedies. And you need to pass the N.E.W.T.s for this class and only Professor Snape teaches that class.” She said to them testily, while she also started brewing her cauldron.
“Right, but with Snape? I’d rather have to eat everything Hagrid makes for lunch for the next year than be another year with him. But to be and Auror I guess one has to make sacrifices like being with Snape” Harry said.
“Potter and Weasly and Auror, ha that’s a laugh you would die on the first day. But hey that’s not an entirely bad thing.” Interrupted the slimy voice of none other than Draco Malfoy.
“Why you dirty little git.” Ron said offering a rude hand gesture Harry and Hermoine scowling at the Slytherins whre lre laughing at the bad joke.
“Weasly, Potter, and Granger, for you cheeky remarks 10 points from Gryffindor each.” Snape said as he prowled up and down the rows of cauldrons, stopping at their lab desk.
“But Professor, Harry and I didn’t...” Hermoine started to say.
“Miss Granger I believe you should get back to work or el wil will be giving you a...” Snape started to say.
“But Malfoy egged Ron on.” Hermoine interrupted.
“Never. Ever. Interrupt me again Miss Granger.” Snape spat venom, stalking over to her desk. “You Have detention tonight in my dungeons for your disrespect and another 20 points from Gryffindor. As Head Girl I and the rest of us here would agree, are expecting more out you, be here at seven sharp. Now the rest of you this isn’t a show get to WORK!” He said stalking off around the room, snapping at the students at random, save for the Slytherins who sat giggled amongst themselves.
_*_*_*_*_*_*_*
“ ‘Moine I can’t believe you got detention on your first day of all days. Man that bat must be and a really bad mood” Said Ron while they sat in the great hall, stuffing their faces. Hermoine had just been silently going about her classes around the castle angry at Snape’s unfairness.
“Yeah, Good job.” Said Harry clapping her on the back and laughing slightly.
“Oh I guess, but that man is insufferable. I can’t believe him.” She said nibbling at her pot roast, but really to angry to eat or think properly.
“Yeah but thanks for sticking up for me today, that git is so blind to the obvious fact Malfoy started it.” Ron told her trying to cheer her up.
“It’s a Slytherins what do you expect.” Said Harry as the food disappeared and a pudding appeared before them. “Oh ‘Moine you might want to wear so work clothes he likes to have detention students do grimy jobs, remember when Ron had to pickle frog brains.”
“I do.” Pitched in Ron, “I smelled like preservatives for weeks. It was so gross.” He managed to muster a smile from Hermoine at those words. Dinner finished and the trio went back up to Gryffindor tower.
_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_
Hermoine quickly changed into her pair of old blue jeans with a holes in the knees and paint splattered on them from painting her house with her family last summer. And a “Weird Sisters” tee shirt that Tonks had given her when she and the Weasly’s were stg ing in #12 Grimmauld Place three summers ago. The tee shirt was tighter in several choice places, because she had as it were, “Grown up” in the past few years.
She tucked her wand into one of the narrow side pocket made to carry a muggle girls pencils, threw on her robes and quickly passed through the portrait hole and descended the stairs.
“You’re late.” Was Snape’s greeting to her as her walked into the classroom.
“No I’m not.” Hermoine said gesturing at her wristwatch.
“Well to be on with business. Miss Granger you will be mincing up ingredients for the Poly Juice Potion, until I see it fit that you have served a proper detention for your cheekiness.” He said directing her to a closet of supplies to be cut up. Hermoine grabbed various jars of pickled items and brought them over to a desk taking out a sharp paring knife.
Snape sat at his desk working on papers watching Miss Granger out of the corner of his eye, ‘To make sure she doesn’t screw up’ he convinced himself. She was taking off her robes; underneath she relieved some thing that was most definitely not her uniform. The pants though not that bad hugged and showed off her hips and the shirt was just to small for curves like she had. He remembered that shirt from three summers ago and it was most certainly not that tight in those places, when had Granger grown up so much? ‘Wait what am I thinking this is Granger, a know-it-all with an attitude.’ he scolded himself mentally. But Severus Snape was only a mortal and like any mortal male a girl was a girl his body would disregard who she really was.
Snape tore his eyes off her and forced himself to focus on the parchment at hand. Hermoine could feel Snape watch her work, and she worked extra carefully, she wasn’t going to give him the chance to insult her again, ever.
‘OH that burning’ Snape felt on his arm knew that he was being called “Granger we are done for tonight, next time wear something more descent.” He said to her gathering his things and putting iay way with a sweep of his wand.
“ Who says there will be a next time?” Hermoine retorted. Putting away the ingredients and picking up her robe.
“You just did another detention I think is in order on Saturday all day in the dungeons with me. Be here promptly at nine. I refuse to put up with your insults because you are Head Girl. Oh no I will have my eye on you. Now out.” He snapped at her. Hermoine was fuming. As she stormed out of the classroom.
She had hall duty tonight and so she had to “prowl” the halls three time that night, She figure while she was out she would check around at this hour, before the curfew there were plenty of people in thels als and not many of the rule breakers were out yet.
Hermoine went back to her room after the check. Her room was big and decorated in the Gryffindor colors it was cheerful, being Head Girl it was her own private quarters set near but away from the rest of the Gryffindors, with her own portrait hole. She took out a few of her books and read through her assignments for the time being. It was curfew time and she went back out clad in her robes and badge with the same clothes on as earlier.
_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*
“Ten couples.” She muttered to herself as she threw off her robe and grabbed her bag. “Can’t they do that else where? And all this homework.” She sighed thinking about Snape making her lose her temper twice in one day, which was very out of character for her. Hermoine always kept her cool, That man. Was trying her control.
She pulled out her books and stacked them on her low table to sit on the floor next to it to start her homework. Three essays later and late into the night Hermoine stretched her stiff muscles and peered at her watch, past midnight. She still had to check the halls She put her robes back on and climbed out of the portrait hole, The picture of a woman, that was her personal entrance to her room, was muttered in her sleep.
The torches burned low in their magical racks. And the halls were eerily silent, Hermoine first checked the upstairs corridors, Then the dungeons. Finding nothing out of the ordinary she head back up to the great hall and large staircase.
A person, She saw him in the shadows. “Hey you. What are you doing out so late.” She said approaching the shadowy figure, “You should be in your house, as head girl...” She was slammed into the wall, and a hand was clapped over her mouth. Hermoine tried to kick the person but they side stepped her and got around the back of her and dragged her into the shadows of a secret staircase that lead to the dungeons.
“Quiet you silly girl.” Said the familiar voice; Hermoine stopped moving recognizing the venomous voice. “Now I am going to let go of you and you need to be quiet. Hermoine nodded. And her released her. “Now I need to tell you that.....”
A/N: Okay this is my first Fan Fic what do you think please review I will try to update as much as possible and Also if ane woe would like to be a beta reader I could use one with all my errors (I\'m only human) but if you want to be a beta email me at crazychick10888@hotmail.c cho choose a beta based on a first come first serve thing.
Peace Out
KagomeRain