I hope you get a good laugh from this. I just had to write it after our back and forth comments on your IJ about 'media in ebooks'.



It was a year after the war and Hermione had finally enrolled in University, deciding to take Potions as her major. As she entered, her first Potions class she was stunned to find out the professor was none other than Snape!

Oh Gods, not him! She thought as the shock set in.

*An imaginary video of Valady pops up on the screen to annoy you already. “I wasn’t too sure about this when I started it but my Muse insisted and she can be such a pain in the ass when she wants to do something. Snape teaching university level classes… why not, it’s my story!”*

Severus Snape scanned the faces of his first class in his new teaching position when he saw HER face. Gods no, not her… what did I ever do to deserve this? Oh yes, now I remember. He thought as he rubbed the bridge of his nose attempting to ward off the headache he felt coming on.

Hermione took a seat near the back of the room, hoping against all odds that Snape would not notice her as she began rethinking her choice of Potions as a major and wondering if it was too late to change to Charms.
She watched as Snape walked down the aisle to her desk, his face showing nothing but the usual cold, unemotional mask he presented to the world.

*Imaginary video once again pops up and she’s back again. “My muse thought this was a good set-up I didn’t agree, but I never win arguments with her anyway. I have a bar of Ghirardelli Intense Dark chocolate in the fridge waiting to tempt her back to Journals, but alas she has her heart set on doing this little ditty first.”*

He headed towards her desk to speak to her when he noticed she had grown quite a bit since the last time he saw her. Her face no longer held the innocence it once had, the war had taken that away. Her body had filled out, she no longer looked like the child he once taught, she was definitely a woman now, and quite a nice looking one at that.

“Miss Granger,” Snape said his voice dripping with disdain, “I see you just cannot stay away from me for long. Do you enjoy my company that much?”

“I did not know YOU were teaching here this year, Professor, or else I would have chosen a different major. I’ll be inquiring with the administration tomorrow to see if I can change to Charms.”

“I’m afraid that won’t work, Miss Granger, once you have picked a major you cannot switch once classes start. It seems we’re stuck with each other.”
Hermione sighed deeply, feeling as if the Gods were laughing at her predicament.

“Well then, Professor, I guess we will have to make the best of it.” She said, looking him in the eye and not allowing him to intimidate her.

“I suppose it will be easier for me without the other two thirds of the Golden Trio to deal with. I do hope you have matured and no longer have your obsessive need for my approval, Miss Granger.”

The rest of the class started snickering at Hermione.
Snape did not wait for a response as he turned away and walked back to the front of the classroom.

*Damn video pops up, AGAIN… reader franticly searches for stop button, but it’s too late. “I think Severus was in character here and my muse agrees. I’m not quite sure how SHE is going to get them to realize they are attracted to each other, but we’ll work it out we always do!*

Severus began his lecture as Hermione tried not to let his words affect her. Okay, I put up with him for five years in Potions at Hogwarts I can do it for four more here and then I’ll never have to deal with him again! She thought.

Hermione watched Snape as he paced back and forth in front of the room. His robes still billowed as they always did, but now she was noticing more. He had a certain grace to him she never noticed before, his lean figure appeared solid beneath his voluminous robes. His voice, as always had the ability to hypnotize, if he so desired. Hermione shook herself out of her wayward thoughts wondering when she started seeing Severus Snape as a desirable male.

*Oh God, no… here we go again! Reader scrambles to click on stop button and is once again not quick enough. “Do you think this is going to fast? I don’t know, my muse, the lusty little thing she is would get right to the down and dirty. It’s hard to keep her on a leash once she gets going. I think this is a good place to end this chapter, my muse of course doesn’t. She never does agree with me on much. I blame her for the state of my thighs her addiction to chocolate is ruining me. Oh well, a bit more and then we end it.”*

The class ended and as Hermione packed her things to leave, Snape spoke to her.

“Miss Granger, I would like to see you for a moment, please stay behind.”

“Yes, Professor.”

Snape motioned for her to join him up front. Hermione stood and walked down the aisle to stand in front of Snape.

He watched her walking towards him, the sway of her hips holding his eye, his thoughts wandering to questions of how it would feel to have his hands holding those hips as he slowly drove into her.
Hermione knew he was watching her and that she was affecting him. His eyes definitely locked onto a portion of her body below her waist. As she came closer to him, she spoke, drawing him out of his trance.

“You wanted to speak to me, Professor Snape?”

“Yes, Miss Granger,” Snape said clearing his throat and hoping she did not notice his blatant gawking as she walked. “I’m in need of an assistant this year, unlike Hogwarts my classes here are much larger. The position would require only your help in preparing ingredients for distribution to my classes for the required potions to be brewed. Would you be interested?”

Hermione was stunned that he would even ask her to assist him in anything. However, Hermione was no fool, not only would this look good on her university records, she would have a chance to maybe get to know Snape better. “Yes, Professor I would be very interested. When would I start?”

“We won’t start any brewing until next week, I would need you here Sunday afternoon say around two o’clock.”

“I’ll see you then, Professor and thank you for the opportunity.”

Snape smiled inwardly, he knew she would jump at the chance to assist him and now he could use the time she was here out of class to get to know her better. Snape’s eyes were riveted to Hermione’s bum as he watched her walk out the door.

*For the love of… ARGHHH! “That’s it for now. My muse is licking her lips and chomping at the bit her dirty mind is working overtime on this one. I’ll have to keep her reeled in though.” Reader still searching desperately for the STOP BUTTON on the damn screen. “I wasn’t sure about this story when I first started it, I mean it’s…” CLICK! Reader found the button!!!!