Hermione had been working on the lessons Severus had sat at her own pace which was, to say, excruciatingly quickly. As soon as he taught her something, she obsessed over it until she'd mastered it and pestered him for more, leaving him with no choice but to give her a post-graduation text and tell her to learn every nuance before she spoke to him ( Read more... )

After finding Harry and moving him to a hospital bed, Hermione needed something to distract herself. Before, back at Hogwarts, there was nothing like a bit of studying or spell practice in the Room of Requirement to blow off steam and here was no different. She and Severus Professor Snape had set up their lab in the basement (as much as they ( Read more... )

It was quiet ( Read more... )

As loath as Severus was to admit it-even to himself-it was true that the lessons he had recently been having with Miss Granger were not altogether horrifically unpleasant. Clearly something had addled his mind, if he was thinking that spending any amount of time with that particular insufferable know-it-all could be anything less than painful ( Read more... )

Hermione was not amused. In the interest of seeing what her condition was, she went to the Diagnostics office for a proper diagnosis and found that her doctor was currently a goat. There could only be one person responsible for that, seeing as how the only other person who could have done it was currently a peacock ( Read more... )

Hermione had managed a few more spells without her wand or speaking and she was quite proud of herself. She'd stayed away from Transfiguration as a general rule since it was tricky with the best of equipment, but her charm work was nearly back up to par. She'd always had a hand at Charms, after all, and it came naturally enough ( Read more... )

Hermione was puzzled. She'd been fine, really, for the past two days and now she felt up to doing a little magic, just to get back into the swing of things. She was certain she wasn't well enough to be released just yet--she trusted the doctors on that one, after all--but she still wouldn't do any harm by casting a handful of charms, would she? ( Read more... )

It had been a hard summer, and nothing like the idyllic childhoods Hermione remembered before Hogwarts. Sure, she'd had a few before things got really bad, but she hadn't had a nice, normal holiday with her parents since she was thirteen. A lot had changed since thirteen, teeth nonwithstanding, and Hermione felt a new sense of responsibility that ( Read more... )