Chapter 6

Authors Note’s : This story is Pre-HBP. It is my response to the Make-Over Sex!God Snape challenge by Southern_Witch_69 & PlaidPooka. I’m not following the rules very well, as it is late, and I am going to have a couple of chapters, so please forgive me. I’ve been out of the fan fiction loop lately due to work, so please forgive me and take this little piece of fiction as my peace offering. This is my first attempt at posting anything, so please be kind if you decide to review (which I would really appreciate). Challenge rules are posted at the bottom of the first chapter page. I’d like to take this opportunity to thank my wonderful beta, Cocoachristy, for wading through all my mistakes and errors. If any other mistakes are here, then they are completely and totally my fault. I’d also like to thank my dear friend, Anijade, for being at my beck and call whenever I need her.

Disclaimer: This all belongs to JKR. They aren’t mine. I’m just taking them out to dinner and a movie. I promise to bring them back as soon as the houselights come up and the credits begin to roll.

Chapter 6

Glass Pyramid

Hermione spent the rest of her Saturday evening in her quarters alone, reading and relaxing. Her conversation with Minerva had been very insightful, and she now knew that she had completely overreacted to the events the following evening. She had even gone so far as writing a letter, apologizing for something that was completely out of her control. She only hoped that the professor saw it the same way. Seeing as how he was a logical man, she was sure he would.

These thoughts allowed her to find some peace of mind, which allowed her to relax and move on to more pleasant thoughts involving the Potions master. Like how attractive she found him when he was walking through the halls, robes dramatically billowing behind him, and causing the children to scatter about like paper in the wind. The man was terribly intimidating, and for some unknown reason, she found this to be one of the main reasons she found him so appealing. This thought, as well as countless others, floated about her mind as she lay in bed waiting to find slumber.

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It was around seven-thirty on Sunday morning when Severus Snape woke up from a long and peaceful night’s sleep. He took a few minutes to stretch and move about in bed before finally stepping out and walking across his chambers to bathroom. After he relieved himself, he went and stood in front of his mirror. He took a good long look at his appearance. He finally turned and looked away when he was sure nothing had been altered. He wasn’t expecting there to be any change, but one could never be too sure when it came to experimenting with a potion from a beauty enhancement book.

I guess the only way to be sure if it works is to go and test it out on the general public, he thought to himself. Well to be more precise, the female staff of Hogwarts, who had the nerve to insult him the other evening in the staff room.

“They deserve this,” he said out load to himself.

It was going to be fun to see them wiggle and squirm about when they saw him. The best part would be that they wouldn’t be able to understand why they suddenly found him so appealing. It would be their own mind working against them. He had the antidote ready and waiting for him on his nightstand. He would wait and take it whenever he decided that they had had enough. And also when he had the chance to hurt or humiliate each and every one of them.

With that last thought, he began to prepare for the day. He wanted to look his best when he arrived at breakfast that morning. He had a feeling it was going to be a good day.

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Most of the staff and students were already in the Great Hall by the time Professor Snape entered on Sunday morning. It wasn’t unusual to see him enter for breakfast, so there weren’t too many people who took notice. Those few who did notice his appearance were the older female students. They took in his appearance and decided that the professor had changed something about himself. They couldn’t quite put their finger on it, but something was different, and it was having a positive effect his appearance.

A seventh-year Hufflepuff named Saddie Thomas was taking a bite of toast when she saw the professor pass. She was so shocked by his appearance that she choked on the small bite and caused quite a scene at her end of the table. Later that morning when she was sitting with her study group for advanced Transfiguration class, the girl would be completely distracted by thoughts of her Potions professor and his gorgeous Roman nose instead of listening to the others around her discuss the proper wand movements and pronunciation used to turn a thimble into a writing table.

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As Severus made his way to the table, he noticed a few odd stares from the corner of his eye. He wasn’t too concerned about the students. He decided that he would not only want to remove the effects of the Potion on men, but also on women who had still maintained their innocence. He knew that there were many young sixth- and seventh-year girls at Hogwarts who could be considered young women when it came to the identifying compounds in the Potion. By allowing only those who had lost their innocence, he could be sure and remove the majority of female students from the Potions’ effects and leaving only the female staff affected.

As he sat down at his usual spot at the end of the table, he noticed a disturbance at the Hufflepuff table. One of the seventh-year girls was being patted on the back by a concerned friend. And yet, she was staring at him. As he caught her gaze, she looked away, her face turning red from something other than her choking incident.

“Well, I guess they don’t all still have their innocence intact,” he said to himself. “At least I know it works.”

“What was ’at, Severus?” asked the half giant, Hagrid, sitting beside him, thinking that Severus was talking to him.

“Humm? Oh, nothing, Hagrid. I was just thinking out loud.”

“All right. I was just checking.”

Severus began to fill his plate and ate slowly as he attempted to listen to the many different conversations going on around him at the head table. He didn’t usually participate in the everyday banter, and he wasn’t about to start today just to see how the women reacted. So far, he hadn’t heard anything or noticed any difference in the women around him. He knew that they would have to actually look at him for the Potion to take affect, so perhaps they had not seen him yet. Time would give him the results he wanted, and he was patient enough to wait. He was a Potions master after all, watching things come to a boil was his specialty.

Little did he know that all of the women at the head table were already feeling the effects. Each one was currently fighting some kind of mental battle with themselves and the feelings he was invoking them. Well, all but one: Hermione Granger.

Hermione’s head was already filled with thoughts of Severus Snape before coming to breakfast that morning. In fact, it had been filled with thoughts of him for quite some time. Therefore, his appearance this morning had no effect on her whatsoever besides the usual pulse of desire she felt when she saw him, and she was quite accomplished at hiding that by now.

No, Hermione didn’t notice anything different with Severus Snape. What she did notice was the difference in the rest of the women when he entered the Great Hall that morning. She wasn’t sure what it was, but she new she didn’t like it. Somewhere deep inside, her female intuition was kicking in. It was kicking in big time, and a knot of jealousy was beginning to form in the pit of her stomach.

To be continued