A/N: Hey in this Snape never died from Nagini's bite *does happy dance* man I love fanfiction.
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Harry clasped Ginny's hand tighter. He knew this was a mistake. After the Battle of Hogwarts he had been offered the position of Defence Against The Dark Arts teacher and Ginny the newly vacated Charms one. Since it meant they would see each other more and allow them to recover from their year apart, both took the posts immediatly.
As they neared the staff room Harry wondered if they had accepted too soon. The new term had begun and students had flooded back into the damaged castles walls. Although this was great in itself it did have one downside, the monthly staff meeting. Associating with all the teachers as equals was incredibly daunting for the two of them. They summonded all of their Gryffindor courage they proceeded into the once forbidden realm.
Upon first impressions Harry was disapointed. Where was the jacuzzi! The sauna! Heck where was the fun! Looking around he catalogued: a long table reminicent of the one in Grimauld Place, a coffee machine, two shabby couches, a kitchen area and a tapestry of the Hogwarts emblem.
Then he noticed the room's occupants.
Snape glowered at him. The man hadn't quite gotten over the fact that Harry knew all of his personal secrets. That coupled with the pain of Nagini's bite made him more unsociable than ever. "Well at least I'm not the only one in hell" thought Harry.
Next he locked eyes with McGonagall looking as stern as ever "Prof-Minerva hasn't changed at all" he mentally corrected himself. However Harry's musings were interupted as Minerva called the meeting to order. Ginny and Harry sat down either side of Snape and listened as Minerva updated them on repairs to the castle. Suppressing a yawn Harry looked over at Ginny and saw she was in the same state as he was. Moving his foot stealthly under the table he started to rub it up and down her leg. Ginny giggled and he knew he had achieved his goal. However at that point the room went silent all staring at Harry.
"Potter will you stop rubbing my leg" snapped Snape disturbed by all the attention.
Blushing Harry retracted his leg "Better luck next time."