Harry Potter. Hermione X Male Reader Story

Harsh Lessons and Pressing Questions

(Y/N)'s POV

And so, on the day of the Hogsmeade trip, about an hour before the trip started, I made my way to my detention, as I looked over the room, I saw a single chair, "Sit" said Snape's voice,

"Before I do, I owe you this", I said pulling out my essay on werewolves, he gave a sneer and moved it to his desk, then pointed at the chair, so I did as instructed.

"What am I doing?" I asked, wondering what task he had for me, maybe if I could get it over quickly, I could try to catch up to Harry.

"After your frequent outbursts, Professor Dumbledore has asked me to personally tutor you in the arts of both Legilimency and it's counterpart Occlumency today, for now, you will simply try to counter my attempts to enter your mind."

"Why you Professor? why not Dumbledore himself?" I questioned. "This will also act as your detention for your earlier insolence" he said in a voice that showed hidden anger.

"I am well versed in both subjects, and Professor Dumbledore has more important things on his mind then teaching a fool like you" he spat. "I'm not a fool!" "The key to both disciplines is not letting those who would wish to invade your mind know that you have the means to counter them, or enter their mind, something you find yourself incapable of doing."

I knew what he was doing now, he was trying to make me mad so I would slip up and he could enter my mind. "Did you tell your little friends, were you proud of these abilities that you now had the power to squander by using for trivial matters like talking to beasts?" 

"As if the art that wizards and witches have dedicated their lives to understand is a toy, a mere plaything?" I was stunned into silence. He continued to berate me "So yes, you are a fool, a child with power he is not capable of comprehending"

"I get it ok! Where do we start?" I said in frustration, I was sick of being lectured. "This is getting us nowhere; it's not going to work." "Again, you reveal yourself without a second thought, are you that confident in your abilities? Or is it simply that you lack the mental prowess to keep a secret?" He circled me as he continued.

"Damn, he's right" I thought. He gave up with trying to enter my mind while I was guarded. "You must experience what it feels like for someone to enter your mind, however empty it may be" "Lower your defence" spat Snape.

"But-" "Lower your defence", I did as he asked, but I was still reluctant. Suddenly there was a jarring sickening feeling of something burrowing through my head the pain felt like my head was splitting in two.

I tried to stop it but couldn't, I closed my eyes as I was confronted by a memory in the form of a voice. "It really creeps me out when you do that" said Ron's voice, I could almost hear him shuddering.

"Does it bring you pleasure to cause unease to those around you?" Said Snape's voice from nowhere. "It's fine (Y/N), honestly, just, um, don't make a habit of it." Rang Hermione's voice in my head.

Now I hear them again, I could hear the discomfort in their voices. "Or is it simply that you like invading the privacy of others, despite being warned against it" The voice was mums this time "Oi! what have I told you about that? it's so rude!" It said.

"For you to learn to control this magic, you must first know how It feels to have your mind laid bare, your deepest secrets known, your private moments, made trivial" This time the memory that was presented to me was different from the others.

It wasn't a voice or a memory, it was a feeling, it was the feeling I had after Hermione had kissed me on the cheek last year, of course Snape would never actually look into this moment, but he was showing me he could if he wanted.