This, and the future chapters, were written for writinggame, a livejournal challenge.
Prompt B: Bribe
"Hermione, why there of all places?" Hermione shrugged a little sheepishly.
"I've always wanted to snog someone in Snape's private storeroom," she answered. Harry shook his head; in an imitation of Ron he murmured "Mad. Completely stark raving mad."
"Please Harry? I can't leave Hogwarts without my fantasies coming true," she begged. Harry considered this.
"Ok… on one condition: next time we're fulfilling my location fantasy," he bargained.
"Done."
The sound of Snape's angry roars were heard throughout Hogwarts later that afternoon, when he walked into his beloved, revered storeroom to find Potter and Granger making out. But the sound had nothing on Harry and Hermione's screams when they realised that Snape was there with Professor McGonagall for precisely the same reason as they were.
Please don't ask me to make the future ones any longer, because the whole point of the challenge is to use 50-200 words :-)
