Always

The Letter

Hermione's P.O.V.

I awoken from a dream. I was dreaming about me and Proffesor Snape kissing and hugging for hours. A voice in my mind said,"Stop thinking these thoughts!" A nasty and mean voice said. "He is your Proffesor. Not some man you can seduce into kissing you." It said in matter of factly​ tone. Another voice spoke up,"But he's so cute. Plus he is available. He's not technically my Proffesor. He's a full grown man that I can date if I want to." It said confidently. Then they started bickering and fussing like two year olds.

"Stop!" I scream even though there's no one around. I sigh of desperation and get up to take a bath. I get out of the shower to rush my teeth. I go downstairs to start cooking some pancakes but then I heard a tap on the window. It was a big black owl. It had a letter under it's beak. "Why hello there." I say kindly stroking it affectionately. I fed him some breadcrumbs and it bit in my hand affectionately. I opened the letter and it said,

Dear Mrs. Granger,

Our next session is in my head quarters. I will have you perform 4 potions. Today at 6:30.

From,
Proffesor
Snape

I thank the bird and send it in his way after replying. I grin widely then shake myself to get me back on track. I then went upstairs to get ready. Longing until I get to be with him.

Snape's​ P.O.V.

I sit in my chambers longing for the reply of Hermoine Granger. He thought about him being alone with her. Then he shook himself to wash these thoughts away. Another voice that sounded old and wise said, " She is a child. You shouldn't be thinking this. She's your student. Not some women you can take control over." Then another voice said, " Technically she's an apprentice. Besides she is practically a women." I shake them away and looked out the window. Thinking about the potions to pick for Mrs. Granger. " She's to smart and intelligent for all these potions. She's been acing all her classes and was the smartest witch in her age." I mutter to myself. I heard a tap on my window. I rush over to see who is it. I trip over a footstool. My knee was hurting painfully. I curse under my breath and walk towards my window and let the bird in. I remove the letter from under it's beak. Stroking it and give it some bread crumbs. I open the letter to see what she wrote it said

Dear Professor Snape,

Thank you for notifying me. I can't wait to find out the potions I get to make!

From,
Hermoine
Granger.

I smile widely and got up to head to the Great Hall.

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