If I owned Harry Potter then I'd be rich and I wouldn't have to carry on in high school. I'd be partying!

"Miss. Granger, kindly explain to me why your personals are littered across my floor." Snape arched an eyebrow and smirked at the flustered young witch, who was currently on her knees trying subtly (and failing) to pick up the contents of her back pack that spewed out onto the cold dungeon floor. The Slytherins all laughed out loud which caused Hermione's blush to deepen tenfold.

"If I remember correctly, sir, it was you who came by, criticized my potion, and then proceeded to turn sharply to the right, causing my valuables to crash to the floor. So, you see, it's kind of your fault. You should probably help me clean it up."

Everyone gasped. Harry and Ron's faces paled at the thought of what Snape was going to do to their best friend.

To everyone's surprise and the Slytherins displeasure, Snape just rolled his eyes and muttered a," Stupid Gryffindor know it all." He bent down to help Hermione with her mess leaving the other students dumbstruck. They all knew that Snape wouldn't help anybody if it meant saving them from humiliation. Especially Gryffindor's. So, why was he helping Hermione Granger, the Gryffindor princess, the bookworm, the know it all? They'd never know the only reason he was submitting to her was because he grudgingly admired her wit and knowledge.

The students turned back to their work not wanting to get yelled at by Snape when suddenly they heard their Potions Master cry, "Merlin, girl! What the bloody hell is this?" Everyone turned to face Snape and wondered what could have caused him to react in such a way.

They got their answer when he held up what looked to be a tampon. The boys snickered and the girls turned to look at Hermione with sympathy in their eyes. Well, Hermione thought. It could be worse. Wait a minute! This is just as embarrassing for him just as it is for me! Time for some payback, Snape!

Hermione smiled a sickly sweet smile at her professor.

"Well, you see sir. It's this muggle contraption invented for the sole purpose of a woman." She explained like a mother talking to her child about sex for the first time.

"Girls only use it when Mother Nature decides to bring them their monthly gift. It's supposed to stop blood flow. What a girl does is unwrap the device and place it up her-"

"Miss. Granger, I think I know what you're talking about! 50 points from Gryffindor for inappropriate conduct and talking to you superior as if he were a child. Now please take you muggle contraption that you use against Mother Nature, put it in your back pack, and finish your potion."

"Yes sir." Hermione smiled sweetly.

For the rest of the potions class Hermione still had a smug grin plastered on her face and Professor Snape had a permanent blush on his cheeks.

When the lesson ended Hermione was the last person in the room. She skipped up to Snape's desk and waited patiently until he looked up from his papers. Before he could even utter a sentence Hermione spoke.

"By the way sir, I don't think I'm a girl like you said.

At this Snape arched an eyebrow asking her silently to explain.

Hermione grinned. "If I was really a girl than I wouldn't be carrying the weapon against Mother Nature. I just thought I'd let you know that! See you on Monday!"

With that Hermione Granger skipped from the room leaving an amused Severus Snape behind.

There you go. My first Harry Potter story!

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