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A/N: I revised this story. Made it a bit longer. It's not a time-turner fic.

"-cause him to snap like this"

"Dumbledore's been working him overtime. Maybe that's what causes this"

"That's no reason to attack Hermione"

"What do we do with him now?"

"Hex him into oblivion"

"MOLLY"

Their voices floated in and out of Hermione Granger's ears. Pain rippled through her body. She struggled to open her eyes but failed.

One hour earlier

Severus Snape strolled into the quiet kitchen of 12 Grimmauld Place. He had a meeting with Dumbledore concerning a potion he was asked to make. The Dark Lord wanted an orally taken potion that was tasteless, odorless, colorless, and very deadly He spent two days working gingerly on his task. He was successful. Lightly touching his robe pocket, a small sample laid quiet in a vial.

Despite his success, he was a right foul mood tonight. Glancing at his watch, he had twenty minutes to ago. Curling his lip, he hated this place and the master of the household; Sirius Black. 'Where is that lazy git?' he thought.

Pacing around the large room, he counted the minutes down till his meeting. Suddenly, the kitchen door flew open; knocking Snape to the ground. A body pressed painfully into his back.

"Ooff" a girl's voice echoed through the room.

Scrambling off the ground, Severus threw whoever was on his back to kitchen floor. Straightening his black robes, he twisted his body around to face the clumsy idiot. His eyes met a brown bushy-haired mess.

"Granger" Snape said through clenched teeth

"Professor. I'm so sorry. I didn't know you were here." Hermione climbed off the floor, rubbing her sore knees.

"Well, maybe it hasn't occurred to you but this house is covered with people. You might want to watch where you headed"

"I'm sorry again, sir" brushing dust off her shirt.

Severus blew air sharply out of his nose; glaring at her. "I'm sick of …" he stopped talking abruptly. Hermione watched him clutch his right robe pocket. Snape felt moisture on his pocket. Two days of work was now seeping into his seams of his robes. Ripping into his robe pocket, small shards of glass cut into his skin. Withdrawing his hand, Snape brought his hand up to his face. Slivers of glass mixed with droplets of liquid clung to his fingers.

"Professor? Is something the matter?" Hermione asked stepping closer to him, staring at his hand.

Reaching into his other pocket, he withdrew his wand. Casting a cleaning spell on his dirty hand, he then pointed his wand at Hermione. Anger flashed across his face. Hermione eyes widened.

"Professor? Wha..t are you doing d..doing?" Hermione fell over her words.

"Do you realize what you have done, Mudblood?" he saw Hermione flinch at his choice of words. "You ruined two days of work"

"Sir, I'm very sorry. Please, professor, lower your wand" she pleaded, inching her way to the door. Feeling around her clothes, she realized she forgot her wand upstairs.

The rage that was bubbling in his veins busted forth. Spreading several spells on the room, the kitchen slammed shut and the room became noticeably colder. Throwing his body forward, Serevus reached out and gripped Hermione upper right arm

"Stop this" Hermione cried, wiggling in his grasp. Snape squeezed harder making the young witch squeal loudly. "Please, let me go. I'm sorry that broke your vial."

"You're not sorry enough. I'll make you sorry" He hissed at her. Pocketing his wand quickly, Severus grabbed Hermione another arm and hoisting the tiny witch in the air. Snape draw back his hand and slapped her against the cheek.

"PLEASE STOP" Hermione screamed. Guiding the kicking witch over to the oak kitchen table, Snape rammed her face into the hard wood. Dizziness filled her head. Tears were streaming down her face, collected on the wood surface. Severus pressed his body against her back, trying to keep her struggling to a minimum.

"Please" her pleas were muffled by the table. "Let me go"

"For six years, I have in endured your know it all attitude. You, Potter, and Weasley receive no punishment for your reckless actions. It ends tonight. You will be punished." Winding his hand into her fizzy curls, Snape snapped her head back.

"Why are you doing this?" Hermione wept, as her head was forceful pulled back more.

"I already explain that to you, Miss. Granger"

"Moony, why is this door locked? We never lock it." Hermione heard Sirius voice through the kitchen door. She struggled against Snape's body.

Suddenly the door broke swung open, Sirius Black and his old school friend, Remus Lupin ambled into kitchen. Sirius stopped short on the sight that before him.

"What the bloody hell is this?" Sirius hands clutched into fists.

Snape froze at the voice, allowing Hermione to wiggled free of him. The tears were still flowing as she sprinted away from the table. Remus reached out tucked Hermione behind his back.

"I asked you a question, Snape" Sirius spat, as he removed his wand from his pocket and pointed at the greasy-haired wizard.

Snape turned slowly to the pair, straightening his rumbled robes. "Teaching Miss. Granger a lesson."

At this remark, Remus followed Sirius's lead and withdrew his wand. "What did Hermione do to receive this lesson?" Remus asked, feeling the young witch grasp his faded brown jacket. Hermione began to feel very light-headed and weak-kneed.

"She broke a potion bottle" Snape saidm glaring at Sirius.

"How dare you touch her with your greasy hands?" Sirius yelled, in disgust.

Hermione's knees finally gave way as she crumbled to the floor. Remus caught her head before it smashed into the hard floor. At the same time, Sirius cast a charm towards Snape that render him immobile and silent.

"Is she okay, Remus?" Sirius turned and crunched down beside his friend. Sirius reached out and smoothed some of Hermione's hair away from her closed eyes.

"Yes, she will." Lupin breathed.

"That bruise is right nasty" Sirius gingerly touched the red and purple mark on Hermione face.

"We need to wake Arthur and Molly" They nodded in agreement.

TBC