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Since my last bit of fic was depression-inducing I offer a fluffy drabble series as penance. I'm not sure I like this format but it gives me a something to do when I'm bored at school and am without a computer.
The first time Severus saw Miss Granger wasn’t until the second month of her tenure as a Hogwarts professor at the start of the one of Minerva’s weekly staff meetings. He’d looked at her many times before of course during the six years he had taught her. The thought of her hand in the air still made him shake with frustration. But he had never seen her before, not like this anyway. A person doesn’t really notice details through the hooded lids of a scowl. No, the first time Severus really saw her was with a wide-eyed look of surprise.
***
As the meeting started a steaming cup of coffee appeared before him. Severus glanced around the room. No one but Miss Granger had a cup in front of them. She had to be responsible. Tentatively, he took a sip - no milk and two sugars - just how he liked it.
“What are you playing at?” he asked afterwards.
“I thought some coffee would make you less grumpy for our meeting,” she answered. “Although maybe next time I’ll have the elves add a Cheering Potion too.”
“You wouldn’t dare!”
“It’s just coffee, Snape,” she said, touching his arm. His eyes opened wider.
***
After that she always sat next to him at mealtimes, forcing him to listen to her endless prattle and gossip about the students.
“I heard Thomason and McCreary broke up. What a shame.”
Severus disagreed.
“You don’t think a Gryffindor and a Slytherin can have a successful relationship?”
“I think they’re 15 and she won’t lose me anymore points sneaking out to see him.”
“I thought their romance was a symbol of healing of the rift between the houses.”
Severus didn’t like looking at her while she spewed such optimistic tripe, so he narrowed his eyes and glared at her.
***
Once he noticed her, however, it was hard to un-notice her and he found her more irritating than ever before. He hated the way tendrils of hair escaped her bun, curling onto her long neck. He hated the way she smiled at everyone or the way she pretended to lose her quills when she knew she had stuck them behind her ear. Her laugh was grating and her voice too soft. She forced him to lean in to hear her clearly. She probably thought her little comments were witty, but Severus thought they were asinine even if they were accurate.
***
She came to him looking for a headache potion.
“The infirmary is all out. I thought you might...”
“Come in,” he grunted. He served it in tea along with a chocolate biscuit.
“Tea?”
“You’re not a student anymore,” he said.
“So glad you finally noticed,” she retorted.
“Don’t be impertinent, Granger.”
“Professor Granger,” she corrected.
“Hermione.” He smiled to see her caught off guard.
“Thank you, Severus.” She drank her tea and munched her biscuit, both of them quietly staring into the fire. He realized having her there wasn’t as annoying as he would have thought. He almost liked it.
TBC...
The first time Severus saw Miss Granger wasn’t until the second month of her tenure as a Hogwarts professor at the start of the one of Minerva’s weekly staff meetings. He’d looked at her many times before of course during the six years he had taught her. The thought of her hand in the air still made him shake with frustration. But he had never seen her before, not like this anyway. A person doesn’t really notice details through the hooded lids of a scowl. No, the first time Severus really saw her was with a wide-eyed look of surprise.
***
As the meeting started a steaming cup of coffee appeared before him. Severus glanced around the room. No one but Miss Granger had a cup in front of them. She had to be responsible. Tentatively, he took a sip - no milk and two sugars - just how he liked it.
“What are you playing at?” he asked afterwards.
“I thought some coffee would make you less grumpy for our meeting,” she answered. “Although maybe next time I’ll have the elves add a Cheering Potion too.”
“You wouldn’t dare!”
“It’s just coffee, Snape,” she said, touching his arm. His eyes opened wider.
***
After that she always sat next to him at mealtimes, forcing him to listen to her endless prattle and gossip about the students.
“I heard Thomason and McCreary broke up. What a shame.”
Severus disagreed.
“You don’t think a Gryffindor and a Slytherin can have a successful relationship?”
“I think they’re 15 and she won’t lose me anymore points sneaking out to see him.”
“I thought their romance was a symbol of healing of the rift between the houses.”
Severus didn’t like looking at her while she spewed such optimistic tripe, so he narrowed his eyes and glared at her.
***
Once he noticed her, however, it was hard to un-notice her and he found her more irritating than ever before. He hated the way tendrils of hair escaped her bun, curling onto her long neck. He hated the way she smiled at everyone or the way she pretended to lose her quills when she knew she had stuck them behind her ear. Her laugh was grating and her voice too soft. She forced him to lean in to hear her clearly. She probably thought her little comments were witty, but Severus thought they were asinine even if they were accurate.
***
She came to him looking for a headache potion.
“The infirmary is all out. I thought you might...”
“Come in,” he grunted. He served it in tea along with a chocolate biscuit.
“Tea?”
“You’re not a student anymore,” he said.
“So glad you finally noticed,” she retorted.
“Don’t be impertinent, Granger.”
“Professor Granger,” she corrected.
“Hermione.” He smiled to see her caught off guard.
“Thank you, Severus.” She drank her tea and munched her biscuit, both of them quietly staring into the fire. He realized having her there wasn’t as annoying as he would have thought. He almost liked it.
TBC...