|My Best Friend Severus
Author: SilverSerpent13 PM
Something happened long ago that changed Severus' attitude as well as his outward appearance. What happens when he gets his looks changed back? Why, he tries to break out of his greasy git personality of course! Warning HPDM slash mentioned.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance - Hermione G. & Severus S. - Chapters: 2 - Words: 3,341 - Reviews: 23 - Favs: 5 - Updated: 08-17-04 - Published: 01-10-04 - id: 1681690
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To everyone's surprise, Snape now looked like he could be a male model. He had shorter, still black hair, which was cut into layers around his face. Its texture was no longer greasy, but silky and smooth. His eyes, once bottomless black holes, were now bright blue and shining with happiness. His nose was smaller and not crooked, and his teeth were perfectly straight and sparkling white. His figure was no longer scrawny, but strong and muscular.
Snape took a look around the room to see if Hermione was alright. It seemed she wasn't the only student who fainted at his new appearance; so many students had fainted that every teacher had to take one to the hospital wing. Snape wheeled down to join the rest of the teachers near the students that fainted. Each teacher took a student and started towards the hospital wing. Since Snape was at the front of the Great Hall, he couldn't get to the students quite as fast. So by the time he got there only one student was left to be taken; Hermione Granger.
Upon seeing who he was to take he thought to himself, 'Oh splendid, I have to take the Gryffindor. I don't see why teachers can't just heal the students themselves; it would be all too easy to do.' Sighing he lifted her up onto his lap and started to wheel toward the hospital wing. As soon as he got out of the Great Hall, he sensed something was amiss. He couldn't quite place it, but something just didn't feel right. It was almost as if he was being watched. Just as he rounded a corner, Lucius Malfoy jumped out of the shadows.
The elder Malfoy then spoke in that familiar drawl, " Well, well, well, what have we here? A traitor and a mudblood, both equally sinful in my Lord's eyes. So, traitor, have you anything to say for yourself?"
Snape asked sharply, "Your master is dead. Why are you still acting as if he isn't?"
He then said the spell to awaken Hermione. Startled, she got off of Snape quickly as Malfoy stated, "Even though my Lord is dead, I will continue his work. That includes ridding the world of filthy mudbloods and traitors like you."
At this Snape wheeled between Hermione and Malfoy and said, " If you want to kill her you will have to go through me first. Let's have a wizards duel, whoever wins gets Granger."
Malfoy, who was never one to back down to a challenge, agreed. "Deal, but we need a fair duel; I don't want you wheeling over my foot or something. Finate Incantatum Maximus! There, now you are no longer paralyzed, so get up and fight me like a man!"
"Alright, let's go!"
They squared up and bowed, then it started. Snape, poised in his dueling stance with his wand above his head, got the first shot in. He hit Malfoy with Serpentsortia. A poisonous snake came out of the end of his wand and slithered towards Malfoy, hissing malevolently. As Malfoy was fending off the snake, he managed to hit Snape with an evil curse that makes your skin feel like its being burned off. While they were recovering both men tried to catch the other off guard. They hit each other with Expelliarmus at the same time. The end result was both wands gravitating towards each other, slamming in the middle, and shattering into a million pieces.
Malfoy then said, "Well, Snape, I guess we will have to call it a tie since neither of us have our wands. Oh, but that would never do now would it? I don't tie with traitors."
"Then what do you suggest we do Malfoy?" sneered Snape.
"It was your idea to duel, Snape, think of something."
"Ok, we will fight it out like muggles."
"You heard me, let's go, unless . . ." Snape trailed off, smirking.
"Unless what?" Lucius challenged, just daring Snape to continue that line of thought.
"Unless you're too much of a coward, Malfoy." said Snape, still smirking.
"I'm no coward! Let's fight!"
Malfoy never exercised because he never had to fight like a muggle before, therefore he wasn't very strong. Snape, on the other hand, exersiced every day, so he had a very muscular physique. They both took off their cloaks, revealing that Snape was wearing a black t-shirt and jeans and Malfoy was wearing a wizard style suit. Then the fight began, but Malfoy didn't get more than a few punches in, for Snape quickly knocked him unconscious; his working out really paid off. Snape borrowed Hermione's wand, walked back over to the unconscious and bleeding Malfoy, and cast Petrificus Totalus on him. He and Hermione brought Malfoy to Madam Pomfrey in the hospital wing.
On the way there, Hermione said to Snape, somewhat hesitantly, "Thank you for saving me back there."
"No problem, Miss Granger."
"Please, call me Hermione"
When they got to the hospital wing, Madam Pomfrey immediately asked how Snape had gotten so bloody and bruised. Snape explained what happened with Malfoy. After hearing his explanation, Poppy insisted that they both remain in the hospital wing over night to be checked for more injuries and to recover from the attack. They informed her that they were fine but she insisted. Since there were so many students that had fainted, all the beds except for one were taken. Madam Pomfrey came bustling over to them and ushered them to the bed and enlarged it.
She said, "I'm sorry but this is the only empty bed I have left. Severus it seems the ladies have taken quite a liking to your new look." And then she left them alone, Snape scowling at her retreating back.
Snape turned to Hermione and said, "Miss Gr ..er Hermione, I hope you don't mind having to share a bed with me.
She smiled at him for using her name and replied, "Of course I don't mind."
As they were getting into the bed Snape said, "I thought you hated me and would be disgusted like all the other students."
She smiled at him again and said, "I never hated you. Sometimes I didn't like your unfairness or attitude, but I didn't hate you. I admire you because you are one of Hogwarts most brilliant minds and you are an excellent teacher. In fact I . . I ."
"Never mind" Hermione said hurriedly as Madam Pomfrey walked in.
She handed them each a sleeping potion and said, "Here, drink these and you will feel better when you wake up." The last thing Snape thought before he drifted off to sleep was, 'Merlin, she's so beautiful. I wonder what she was about to say . .'
Snape was in his classroom waiting for Hermione to show up for detention. He looked at his watch, she was two minutes late. Just then, he heard a knock on the door. "Come in," he shouted, "you are two minutes late."
"Sorry, Professor, I was just putting your special surprise together."
Snape raised an eyebrow, "What would this surprise be?"
"I will show you." She walked up to him and gave him a soft, lingering kiss on the lips, and said, "I love you, Professor." Then she ran out of his classroom. At first he just stood there, then he slowly brought his finger to his lips and felt the warmth that was still there from when she kissed him. 'She could never love me,' he thought to himself, 'she must have been joking.'
Just then Dumbledore walked in and said, "She loves you Severus."
"Severus, Severus wake up." Dumbledore shook him. "Ah, finally you're awake, dear boy. Miss Granger woke up some time ago and was sent back to her dormitory to pack. You slept a very long time and seemed to be having a very intriguing dream. You wouldn't even wake up for Miss Granger to bid farewell."
Snape's stomach fell at these words and he didn't know why. "Albus, am I free to go back to my room now?"
"Oh yes, you are quite fine, go ahead." said Dumbledore, and he left.
Severus quickly dressed and headed to the dungeons, all the way thinking about his dream. 'Why would I dream about the know-it-all; I couldn't possibly like her! She is my student; then again, she will be graduating next year and there is no rule against student-teacher relationships. She is also very beautiful; those warm brown eyes and that smile, but she would never like someone like me, especially after the way I've always treated her and her friends. Next year I will just have to change that. I won't just have a new look, I'll have a new personality to make her like me.' With that resolve he opened the door to his chambers and stepped inside to prepare his new self for when he saw Hermione again.
Author's Note: Sorry this took so long to put up, I guess school just took up a lot of my time, and then I've spent the beginning of the summer writing it. R/R!