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"Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye."– H. Jackson Brown Jr.

Section 2

Dammit. I can't find my skirt.

"Oww!" I said as bumped my head while reaching underneath the bed to find the bottom half of my uniform. The dormitory was nearly cleared out as classes were beginning to start and I knew I was going to be late. My body was quickly running around the room looking for my lost article of clothing. I stopped in front of a fourth year's bed, eyeing a grey skirt hanging off the end the trunk.

I'm sure they wouldn't mind if I borrowed it. I am Head Girl.

The skirt was snatched by my fingers and I began struggling to put it on. It was a tad tight and the end of it just covered my mid-thigh. The silver zipper on the back stretched to stay closed as I sat down on the bed to pull on my long, cotton socks and black shoes. At last, I was ready.

It was embarrassing to walk to my lessons with half my leg showing. I tried my best to cover it with my robe but I still got many stares.

"God Granger didn't know you were such a slut," snickered a Slytherin boy as I rushed past him to get to potions class.

"And I didn't know you were greaser than Snape! " I barked back, red in the face from his insult. He just grinned from delight, knowing he'd get to tell Professor Snape about my remark.

Oh well, let him have his fun. We'll see what he can do about it.

I stroll into potions class and wave hello to Ron and Harry who both smile back in response.

"I don't want to hear anything from this greasy old git. Nothing he has to say is worth hearing about," Harry snorted.

"Tell me about it. That toad is always giving me funny looks." Ron pointed out.

"Well I'm gonna go have a seat now," I spoke casually.

"Alright, bye Hermione," Harry said.

"Bye," Ron answered sweetly, smiling widely.

I wish Ron didn't like me so we could all just be good friends. I sighed while taking a seat next to Neville whom already was taking out his cauldron. Oh well.

A sudden burst of cool air entered the room as the classroom door was swung open and Snape walks briskly through. The force from the wind causes my skirt to rise farther up my leg, revealing the upper part of my thigh. My first instinct was to push my skirt back down and look around to make sure nobody saw. I breathe a sigh of relief as no remarks were made about my skirt.

"Alright class… let this moment of torture begin …" Snape said in a bored tone. As the potions master begins his lesson, I hear Harry across the room cough. "Five points from Gryffindor for disrupting my class Mr. Potter."

"What?!" Harry interrupted, "I didn't do anything!"

"Professor Snape that is injustice! Harry just coughed!" I stated.

"Detention Miss Granger!" Snape smirks.

Bastard.

Class resumed without any interruptions.

As evening sets in, I know I must start making my way to Snape's detention. I feel increasing dread with every step toward his class. Why was I so stupid? Harry can solve his own problems with Snape. Maybe he'll l let me go early if I shut up and do his stupid work. As I walked silently to his classroom, my heart began beating quickly. What the heck? Why do I feel so happy to go see him? No. Severus Snape is a greasy git who has no compassion for anyone. When I arrived outside his door, I knocked and entered. Standing right inside was him. I turned my head up to look at his features. They looked sharp but delicate. His nose was large but the curves on the side made it look slimmer and more attractive.

He actually looks handsome. He looks human.

I mindlessly took a step forward, reaching my hand to touch his smooth, light skin. He grabs my fingers, making them into a fist and thrusting it to my side.

"Do. Not. Touch. Me," Snape growls, "Are you crazy?" I blush, realizing that was the dumbest thing I ever did. Snape just stares at me, his dark eyes full of question. The embarrassment is too much for me and I dart out of the room yelling," I'm sorry!" He doesn't try to stop me and I leave him in his quarters.