"The Adventures of Milo & Otis"

Paws scrabbled at earth, trying to get purchase. Panicked meows filled the cavernous hole in which Hermione found herself. How she had got in there, she couldn't remember. Oh, yes, that was right. The ferret was actually a snake, and had nearly struck her while she was in that tree. Now she was stuck, and there was no way in hell Malfoy was going to get help for her.

It had been Animagus Day at Hogwarts. Since Voldemort was defeated in their fifth year, it had become part of the curriculum that any student with high enough magical powers had to train to be an Animagus. This was part of some Ministry of Magic initiative, of which Professor Dumbledore certainly didn't approve. But, as they had surprisingly provided quite a lot of assistance during the final battle, he couldn't say no to them. Not this time.

Hermione had become a cat, which made Professor McGonagall cry the first time she was able to transform. Of course, Hermione was now being teased for being the Head of Gryffindor's new 'protégé', much to the amusement of her friends.

However, she was beginning to doubt the wisdom of the Ministry.

"Help!" she meowed as loudly as she could. Her voice was getting scratchy, just as her claws would be scratchy next time she met that blonde-haired brat. She hissed under her breath, but then nearly wailed in relief when she heard someone coming.

"It's all right! I'm here!" they called, and they looked over the edge.

"Don't come too close, or you'll fall in!" she cried back, sitting down anxiously. Who was this person? A dog, yes. A beautiful one, at that. Sleek and black, but definitely not Padfoot/Snuffles/Sirius. No; this was quite someone else.

"Wait there," the dog said.

"Well, what else am I supposed to do?"

"Calm down, for one! Ugh. Cats," he muttered, and she could almost hear him stalking off. She rolled her catty eyes, tail flicking. Finally, she heard her rescuer return, and he threw a branch down to her, dropping it in such a way that it was leaning against the wall of the pit.

With several powerful bounds, Hermione kept attempting to leave her dirt prison. But it was no good.

"It's not tall enough!" she shouted, and she scratched the branch in a fit of temper. She hissed at it.

"I'll be back soon," the dog told her, his voice calm as he tried to placate her. It wasn't working.

"If I had my wand, I'd bloody well use it," she muttered, stalking back and forth. However, the dog heard, and it tilted its head.

"A wand," he murmured. "Of course. What an idiot."

"Hey! I've still got cat hearing down here!"

"Where is your wand, if you're indeed a witch?" the dog asked snootily.

"Still up there," she said, giving him a feline glare. "I don't suppose you could be a good doggy and 'fetch' it for me?"

"I, Madame," he said, "have never 'fetched' anything in my life, and I certainly do not intend to start now, especially for someone so foolish as to have left their wand up here in the first place."

"Just who are you?"

"An Animagus, like you."

"Then can't you turn yourself back into a human? Or are you a student, like me? You're definitely not anyone I recognise. But I can't turn myself back without a wand yet. I need it to be within three feet of me."

"This ought to be good," the canine said, a smirk causing him to bare his teeth. Hermione, seeing this, shrank back a bit.

"I'm s-sorry," she stuttered. "It's very good of you to help me. I don't suppose… could you please throw my wand down here?"

"Certainly," he replied, and he picked it up gently between his teeth. He threw it down into the hole, and Hermione dashed over to it. She immediately changed back into human form, shocking the dog back into his natural state.

"Miss Granger?" he thundered, and Hermione's jaw dropped when she saw her saviour.

"P-professor Snape?" she asked, stammering yet again.

"Indeed, it is I."

"Uh… hello."

"Hello, indeed, Miss Granger. And what, may I ask, are you doing all the way out here?"

"Your dear godson frightened me out of that tree," she said, pointing. Then, realising that she was still in the hole, she enlarged the branch until it was big enough for her to climb up… at least, if she was in cat form. She threw the wand back up to ground level, morphed into her feline form, and leapt up the log until she reached blessedly green lawn. She turned back into her human form, picked up her wand, and cleaned herself off.

"Better?" Professor Snape asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, sir. And, uh… thank you, sir. For rescuing me."

"You should have known better than to let yourself be 'frightened' by Draco," he said, and they began to walk back to the school. "Where was that Gryffindor courage?"

"And where was my teacher's brain when he tried to get me out of the hole using non-magical means?" she retorted. However, at his dark look, she quickly apologised, before asking why the hole was there in the first place.

"The headmaster wants to build a Japanese garden, and decided to start with the pond, not thinking to put up any warning signs or give notice," the replied. "But then, he would hardly be expecting anyone to go down this far, or be foolish enough to fall in."

"Hmph."

They continued to walk, this time in silence. Finally, Hermione asked the other question she was dying to know the answer to.

"Sir?"

"What is it, Granger?"

"You know your Animagus form?"

"Intimately."

"Uh, well, it's a black dog."

"How observant."

"Which is the same as Sirius Black."

This broke the potions master's stride.

"Just what are you suggesting, Miss Granger?"

"Well…"

"For your information," he said, facing her head on, and closing the distance between them, "I became an Animagus before Sirius Black."

"Oh?"

"Yes. 'Oh'."

"And so… hang on…"

"I'm waiting, Granger."

"Did he," she began, hardly daring to ask, "see you before he became an Animagus?"

Professor Snape nodded slowly, smirking as Hermione's eyes widened in realisation.

"Then he…"

"Became a womaniser to cover his real sexuality," he said. "And tormented me to try and get over his crush." Hermione's eyes widened further. "And his assassination attempt was supposed to be his opportunity to 'save' me, after he came to terms with his feelings. James Potter spoiled that plan, not wanting his friend to be with the 'slimy git'."

"And do you feel the same…"

"No. I've never batted for the other team, Hermione."

"I see," she said, biting her lower lip. She didn't notice her professor's sudden interest in the movement. "Poor Sirius. Did he ever try again after that?"

"Ask him yourself. I refuse to comment."

"You were never tempt…"

"No. Good day, Miss Granger."

He stalked off, and Hermione was left to goggle over the day's revelations.

And plan the demise of a certain ferret-snake…


The first of 26 chapters, people! I decided to write a short story based on one of my DVDs for each letter of the alphabet. Yep. I've got at least one movie for each letter of the alphabet. About half a dozen of them only have one DVD to cover them; but for several of the chapters, I shall be asking for your helping in picking which movie to write about.

As you can see—for those of you familiar with the movie The Adventures of Milo & Otis—I started with the scene that always made me cry in the film, where Milo is stuck in the hole, and Otis comes to rescue him. The rest of the story bears no resemblance. Some stories shall be like this; others will involve the characters watching the movies, or becoming characters in the stories. Things like that.

The possibilities are endless! So please review, and tell me if this should be continued.

Oh, and most of these chapters will be the HG/SS pairing, if not all. I may prefer to do some other couples, and not all will be romantic.