Severus felt his cheeks tingle as he watched Hermione enter the great hall for breakfast, he felt as if everyone knew that he pleasured himself while thinking of her the night before. Of course, it was just his mind playing tricks on him and he knew that but he felt embarrassed none the less, he felt vulnerable.

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SEVERUS' POV
She was sat with the weasel, and they seemed to be deep in conversation. Well, as deep as a useless Imbecile like him could go. Whatever it was that they were talking about she looked frustrated, I watched her roll her eyes and pout frequently, Potter seemed to be trying to calm her down. A lovers tiff I expect, I don't feel sorry for her at all, what did she expect when getting involved with him? So naive for the brightest know it all of her age.

My day seemed to drag on, I spent at least one hour with Albus listening to him blabber on about the chosen one and the golden trio. I finally lost the will to live when he began ranting about Sybil being taken down with an STD. I made my excuses and left the old gossip to his own devices.

I was glaring at a bunch of Gryffindor's in the corridors when I spotted a ginger mop slumped against the wall with a face like Argus had just farted in it, I couldn't help but smirk to my self as the youngest Weasley boy glared up at me, I took the opportunity to wind the little twerp up, I had to bring some amusement to my day.

"Weasley, why aren't you in class?" I spat angrily, narrowing my eyes for added intimidation. "Just go away you old bat!" He snapped, I grabbed the boy and slammed him into the wall. "I do believe you won't speak to me in that way again!" I seethed, right into his face, he said nothing. "How's your little girlfriend?" I asked, I could feel my lips forming a smirk. "Frigid, but a far sight better than an old, ugly bat like you could ever get!" He snarled and wriggled from my grasp and stormed off. "Oh I wouldn't bet on that boy! Detention with Filch for your attitude and class truancy!" I called after him. I detested that boy, as much as I hate Potter he doesn't boil my piss half as much as that orange oaf. I secretly hoped my outburst was over looked, I made it quite clear I could have her if I wanted, What was I thinking? I don't stand a chance in hell of getting a girl as perfect, I reassured myself I was being paranoid I didn't mention any girl in particular.

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"What the hell is wrong with you two? Can't you stop arguing for one day!" Harry groaned. Hermione glared at him, "Harry, we have only just made up and he calls me frigid again! His behaviour is intolerable, not to mention immature!" Hermione sighed, throwing her head back on the sofa. "He's just feeling rejected, he doesn't mean it. He has never been good with feelings and stuff.." Harry replied. "I know, we are still together but his snide little comments over breakfast just got under my skin. I don't want to have this conversation with him AGAIN."

Harry understood, Ron was being pathetic. He personally would never dream of speaking to Ginny like that. Ron had a good heart, but Harry knew he was slowly loosing her. He didn't want to see his friend dumped because of stupid behaviour.

Ron entered the room and plonked himself down beside Hermione and Harry, "that greasy git gave me detention!" He groaned, it was more of a whine. "What did you do now?" Hermione sighed, "I didn't do anything! I was minding my own business and he accused me of skipping class and started winding me up!" Ron explained, mumbling under his breath about how he'd like to hex the snide git.
"That's not fair, we have a free period." Hermione felt annoyed. "Don't worry ''Mione" Ron smiled pulling her into a kiss, "just ignore him he's not worth it." He added.

Harry watched the two as they cuddled on the sofa laughing and joking, that's how he liked to see them. Happy, but with Ron he knew he would find something else to annoy Hermione with. It was like a roller coaster, he thanked Merlin he had such a stable relationship with Gin.

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Snape was grading papers, occasionally looking across at Hermione who was sat grading another pile of papers as part of her detention. He could see that she was thinking about something other then her task, he had no doubts what it was either.
Or whom to be exact.

"Miss Granger, are you alright?" Snape asked casually, he didn't want to look as if he cared at all. He had an image to maintain. "I'm quite alright, Professor." She smiled, and returned to her work. "I don't think the way Mr Weasley talks about you is respectful or acceptable." He pressed, causing the witch to pause what she was doing. 'Please no, this is so embarrassing.' She thought to herself, her cheeks turning red.
"I don't know what you mean Professor." She replied cooly, clearing her throat and wanting the ground to swallow her.

"I'm simply telling you that you deserve better."
"What, what exactly did he say to you?" Hermione asked nervously, turning to look the potion master in the eyes. "He called you..." Snape began and paused, "its ok, you can say it... Frigid. He's used that term frequently of late." She sighed, Snape realised that he told her the same thing to her face. It just infuriated him more, 'how can a man be so disrespectful to a girl that he is meant to care for?' He asked himself.

"Miss Granger, I hope you will not out up with that behaviour. You're a bright and beautiful witch, and deserve to be treated as such!" Snape insisted, his face still stone cold. His eyes showed no emotion, it was as if he was reading from a fact sheet.
"I'm just trying to make it work, I don't want to throw away a year long relationship over silly arguments."
"I think it's beyond 'silly arguments' Miss Granger, it's vile and disrespectful and deep down I think you know that." Snape sighed, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
Hermione shuddered at his gentle pat.
And not through fear but with lust.

He stood and told the witch that she could leave, and he told her that kindly, which she appreciated. She was surprised that there was a nice side to the most dreaded man at Hogwarts, "I will see you tomorrow Professor" Hermione smiled, referring to the rest of the weeks detentions. She actually looked forward to it now.
"Its ok Miss Granger, I think you have served enough detentions for your wrong doings." Snape nodded with the faintest hint of a smile.
Hermione actually felt disappointed that she didn't have more detentions with him, 'what the actual fuck is wrong with me?' She wondered to herself

"Granger, if you ever need to talk about something.... You know where I am."
Hermione smiled genuinely at the greasy git, and thanked him to show her appreciation. "Its only because Its my job to show interest of course." He insisted,
What a lie that was......

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