Playing the Role
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Hermione groaned, then blinked, staring upwards at thick wooden ceiling joists.
"Oh, where am I?" she said, bringing one hand to her temple.
"You are in my private rooms, Miss Granger," purred a familiar voice, "and currently taking up space on my sofa."
Hermione quickly sat up and felt for her wand.
"It isn't there, Miss Granger."
"What isn't there?" she asked him, hoping to buy time.
Snape let out a rather bored sigh. The fire behind him sent oddly shaped shadows flicking across the walls full of books. His features were dark, his face unreadable as he stood there, almost as still as a statue.
"Your wand," he replied.
"Don't you touch me!" Hermione hissed, drawing back.
Snape let out another bored sigh.
"Don't worry your bottle-brushed little head. I have no interest in breaching your magical hoo-ha," he answered her.
Hermione's face contorted for a moment, her brows drawn together fiercely. Suddenly, she burst into hysterical laughter.
Snape stalked up to her.
"Hermione! You've gone out of character," Snape complained, frowning down at her. "Role play requires you to maintain the illusion!"
Red-faced, Hermione gasped back at him, "I can't help it! Magical Hoo-ha?"
She fell back on to the couch in another fit of laughter, holding her stomach this time.
"I thought it sounded 'snarky.' You said I needed to be snarky."
"Trust me, Severus, it works much better if you don't try so hard."
THE END
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A/N: I heard the term "magical hoo-ha" on this show called "Lost Girl" last night, and just HAD to use it. XDD