Hermione was definitely crushing on her Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Of course, it was not right to fall in love with your professor, but she couldn't help it. The girls in her year could understand why she had a crush. The man was handsome, intelligent and there was something mysterious about him. The scars on his face were a mark for his bravery and they showed that he had gone through a lot. His hair contained stripes op silver, although he was just in his early thirties. The girls were talking a lot about their hot teacher in the dormitory and he was also the reason for the daydreams the girls were having during class. Just like now. Hermione was sitting in Potions class next to Harry. She was just drifting away by the thought of Remus Lupin when she felt an elbow in her side. She looked up and her eyes met Harry's.

'Harry, what the hell you think you're doing?' Hermione asked angrily.

But Harry didn't answer, he nodded towards Snape who was walking to their desk.

'Miss Granger, what is more important at the moment than my lecture about aconite?' Snape asked with an unpleasant look on his face.

'Nothing, sir. I am sorry,' Hermione said blushing.

'It must be very important,' Snape continued. 'Normally you always pay attention in class. So, tell me.'

Hermione sank deeper away in her chair. Why did Snape always have to be so annoying?

'It was nothing, professor,' Hermione said again.

'Come on, you don't want me to give you detention for not answering my questions, do you?' Snape said.

'No, sir, I… I was thinking about that essay I had to make for professor Flitwick,' Hermione said, looking Snape straight in the eyes.

'Well… I expect you to pay attention the rest of this hour. And ten points from Gryffindor because of the time you wasted with this pointless discussion,' Snape said and he walked away.

Hermione looked down at her desk, not wanting to see the angry faces of her classmates. Another elbow in her side.

'Hermione, seriously? What was all this about? We don't even have an essay for Charms class,' Harry whispered, watching Snape carefully to make sure he didn't hear them.

Hermione blushed again.

'I don't have to tell you either,' she said stubbornly.

'Come on, you can tell me. I am your best friend! Is there something wrong?'

'No.'

'Are you sick?'

'No.'

'Are you in a fight with someone?'

'No. Harry, just drop it.'

'Are you getting bad grades?'

'No!' Hermione said, now whispering a little bit louder. Snape didn't hear them, thank God.

'Then what is it?' Harry demanded.

'I don't have to tell you! Just pay attention now and let me do the same thing!' Hermione said, now blushing even more.

Harry was silent for a couple of minutes. Then his elbow came again.

'Hermione? Are you in love?'

This time Hermione went completely red.

'Oh my God!' Harry said. 'Who is it?'

'I am not going to tell you!' Hermione whispered angrily.

'Is it Ron? Neville? Is it a Gryffindor? In our year?' Harry asked.

'Harry! Shut up!'

'Do I know him? Or is he a she?'

'Harry, don't be ridiculous. It is a he and yes, you know him. And he is not in our year. More you don't need to now.'

'Fine!' Harry said sharply and he returned to his work.

After a silent ten minutes, Snape told the class to do some homework and then the class went out of the dungeons. Ron joined Harry and Hermione and the three walked to their next class. Defense Against the Dark Arts. Great. Another lesson where it was impossible to pay attention. And Hermione hated getting bad marks.

'So please hand in your homework tomorrow. I want them on my desk first thing next lesson. You may go now,' Lupin said and the students picked up their bags. Girls were always a little bit slower in packing their stuff than the boys, that was very clear.

'Professor, what are we going to do tomorrow?' Lavender asked with a sweet smile.

'That is for me to know and for you to find out,' Lupin said, walking back to his desk.

'Is it something exciting?' Parvati pushed.

'It is, actually. But I am not going to tell you what it is.'

'But, professor…'

'Don't you have to hurry? Your next lesson is starting in about five minutes,' Lupin cut off another attempt to get an answer from the professor.

'Yes, of course, see you professor!' Lavender said and she waved to the professor in the most sexy way she could.

'Bye, professor!' Parvati said giggling and she followed Lavender.

'Hermione? Don't you have to go with them?' Lupin asked when he saw Hermione still looking for something in her bag.

'I'm sorry, sir. I am still looking for a book. But I guess I left it in the dormitory,' Hermione said. Of course that was a lie. She didn't forget her book. She would never forget a book. She just wanted to be with Lupin as long as she could.

'Oh, alright. Well, I see you tomorrow,' Lupin said and he stood up from his chair. He gave Hermione a little smile when he turned to walk to his office. Hermione had the feeling that she could have died right on the spot. His smile was so cute. Hermione picked up her back and rushed out of the classroom to be on time for Transfiguration.

That night, the girls were talking about their Defense teacher once more. It had become a sort of routine before they went to bed.

'He was so kind! Did you all see that smile when he told us what we were going to do tomorrow? I am so excited for the next lesson!' Lavender said.

'He is so dreamy!' Sophie said enthusiastically.

'Do you think we are going to do something dangerous?' Lavender asked curiously.

'I hope so! I could always pretend to faint and then he would have to carry me to the hospital with his strong arms!' Parvati said.

'Don't you think about it! He would be too busy with protecting me from dangerous creatures,' Lavender said, giving the other girls a teasing smile.

'You can't claim Remmy for yourself!' Sophie said indignantly.

'Hermione, why didn't you come right after us, by the way? Did Remmy say something important to you?' Lavender asked.

'I am not going to share my beautiful private moments with our professor with you,' Hermione giggled, giving a mysterious smile.

'Come on! Tell us!' Sophie insisted.

'It was nothing, unfortunately. He gave me a very cute smile, though,' Hermione said blushing.

'What did he say?' Parvati asked, wanting to know everything.

'Not much, I said that I was looking for a book, and then he said that he would see me tomorrow,' Hermione said.

'I have an idea!' Lavender said suddenly. 'Let's have a competition! We are going to see which one of us four is going to get a kiss from Remus first!'

'Yes! Let's do that! I am so going to win this!' Parvati said enthusiastically.

'I don't know if that is a good idea. He is a very decent and polite man, he would never lay his hands on a student,' Hermione said.

'Oh, come on, Hermione, it will be fun!' Sophie said.

'Okay, then. But you have to know that I am going to win, whatever it takes.'

'No, you're not!' Lavender said, throwing a pillow towards Hermione.

'You are going to pay for that, Brown,' Hermione laughed and she lunged for Lavender. Hermione had Lavender on the ground and started to tickle her.

'Stop it, Granger! Or I will call my boyfriend to punish you!' Lavender shouted, trying to get Hermione off her. But she was laughing too hard to succeed.

'You don't have a boyfriend!' Hermione said.

'Yes, a certain professor. And he will do anything to protect me,' Lavender said playfully.

'I don't mind your boyfriend punishing me then,' Hermione said, continuing tickling Lavender.

Finally Sophie came to help Lavender and she pulled Hermione off her. The girls went to bed, each of them thinking about a strategy to get professor Lupin to kiss them. Hermione was determined to win this competition. First of all, she had to do something about her clothes. Yes, she had a great plan.