Makeover and Planning

Disclaimer: Potter and his pals are only my puppets.

Thanks to my Beta, hp_bcn! You helped kick this story into shape. I would also like to thank Notsosaintly for her rundown of errors.

Chapter Two: Makeover and Planning

The children were just days away from returning to Hogwarts. Hermione had been working hard on her lesson plans and took a thorough stock of all of her inventory. She disposed of older potions that were expired or would be soon. She gave Snape a list of potions she needed and in what quantity to make them. All of her time had been devoted to her lesson plans so she decided against brewing some of her own potions, for now anyway. She was nearly done with her plans and thought she would take a trip down to the dungeons.

Severus stalked over to his chamber doors and pulled the door open with an unnecessary amount of force, which caused him to nearly fall over. Hermione noticed his unsure footing momentarily, but refrained from laughing.

“Hello Severus.” Hermione greeted him with a large smile on her face. He sneered in return in an effort to remove the smile from her face. His efforts failed though, so he simply stepped to the side and allowed her entrance to his chambers. “I’ve brought the lesson plans for you. They aren’t completely done of course, but this is a majority of the year at any rate...” Hermione was quite proud of herself for having most of her work done already. She had been working for a week and had most of the year already planned out.

Snape ripped the parchment out of her hands and walked towards the chairs in his sitting room. He began to peruse the lesson plans she had designed. When he got to the couch he took two bottles off of the end table and handed them to Hermione. He lifted the bottles up, and in a bored tone drawled, “Miss Hermione, take these hair care products. They should be successful in turning that rat’s nest atop your head into what most people would call hair.”

A shiver ran down her spine in excitement and anticipation. I don’t know why I find this mean, sadistic bastard arousing. Another voice responded to her, Because bad boys are hot! A small smirk twitched on her lips. “If that’s all, I’ll leave you to read over the lesson plans. You may return them when you’re finished with them. Make any changes you see fit.” She called to him as she walked to the door to leave. She was actually really excited to try out the new shampoo and conditioner. She might act indignant about her hair when people made fun of it, but having tried everything she could think of to tame it, it couldn’t hurt to try Snape’s shampoo.

Once leaving the room, she ran back up to the hospital wing. She made it there in record time. Basic training for Muggle military had kicked her arse. She didn’t mind though, as it was really nice and perky because of it. Passing through the clinical area, she went through the back door in her office to her living quarters. She turned on the shower to let the water warm up while she gathered clothing. She had left the shampoo in the bathroom. Once returning, she inspected the bottles. Removing the stopper, she took a whiff of the shampoo; it had the subtly masculine scent of sandalwood. She disrobed and stepped under the running water, soaking her hair and hoping that she didn’t end up with her hair matted to her head, looking like a drowned rat.

Thirty minutes later Hermione was clean and dressed again. She ran a brush through her hair and could feel a difference to it. Feeling exceedingly good about herself, she preformed a quick drying spell and noticed that her hair had a minor wave and a lovely little bounce to it as she shook her head from side to side. Highly excited about her new hair, she decided to put on a small amount of make-up. She evened out her skin tone with a light foundation, put on some mascara and a light amount of eye shadow to give her eyes a little extra pop of colour. She topped off her new look with a light shade of pink lip gloss and bounced cheerfully down to dinner in a simple but beautiful sundress; the only thought running through her pretty little head was I love Severus Snape!

When Hermione gracefully, well as gracefully as one can anyway, bounced into the Great Hall for dinner she was greeted by shocked silence and then compliments from a majority of the staff. Some compliments were easier to discern than others, especially the words that came out of Severus Snape. He did, however, smirk at her eagerness to try out his shampoo.

“It seems, Miss Hermione, that your hair can actually be considered such now.”

“Thank you, Severus. Your shampoo did wonders for my hair. Does this mean that you’ll be willing to teach beside me now? Or will you still be decorating my rooms as menacing scenery?”

“I will be less appalled to be wasting my time in such a class.”

Hermione smiled before tucking into her meal.