For my good friend fluffybunnykinz, she is not on here but likes to read my stuff nevertheless. She personally requested a fanfiction where Hermione has the cloak instead of Harry and this popped in my head, because she loves yaoi! Not really thing, but I love her too much to deny her anything!

"Harry, please! I'm begging you! I need to get into the restricted section to finish Snape's essay and Madam Pince won't let me in without a note and you know Snape!" Harry sighed, Hermione had been begging him for a day and half for the invisibility cloak and he was tired of saying no, "Fine, but I need it back as soon as possible, Dumbledore warned me not to go anywhere without it." She broke into a smile, "Thanks Harry!" He nodded and pulled it out of his bag, handing it to her he turned back to his potions book, expecting her to leave.

However Hermione kept standing there looking at him, finally, after less than a minute of Hermione's Death/I-Need-To-Talk-To-You Stare he turned back around and looked at her, "Yes?" "Well you don't think that I could-" "Use the map so that you don't get caught?" She nodded with as sweet of a smile as she could handle, "Please." "Fine. He dug through his bag and finally extracted it, then passed it to her, "That all?" She nodded and hugged him, squishing Harry's face in her boobs on accident, then ran to grab her bag from her room, leaving Harry's bright red face behind.

Hermione waited until it was quarter until nine; most of the students would be gone and Madame Pince would be towards the back, cleaning her way forward. Hermione slid quietly through the door, after verifying that Madame Pince was in fact at the back of the library, grabbed her keys off of her desk firmly in her hands so that they wouldn't jingle, unlocked but didn't open the restricted section, rand back to her desk, set them down, and rushed to the restricted section, carefully closing the door behind her.

She spent hours sorting through all of the potions books in the restricted section, writing and rewriting her essay until it was perfect. Finally, she was done and completely satisfied, so she packed everything away just the way that it had been, stuffed her things back in her bag, and took out the map. She glanced at it, verifying that no one was around, and was about to close it when she saw Harry and Ron's icon in an empty icon. They were moving back and forth in one place and were absurdly close to each other. "What on earth are they doing?" she muttered quietly to herself, then glanced around surprised by her own voice.

She covered herself with the cloak and rushed out, making sure her footsteps were light enough so that no one would hear, but as she neared the classroom she heard moans, louder and louder. Scared that someone was hurt she broke into a run and finally reached the door. She glanced down at the map once more to make sure that no one else was in the room, but saw that it was still them, what on earth could they be doing? She cracked open the door and what she saw shocked her so that she took a step back.

There was Harry and Ron with their backs to her, up against the wall behind her, stark naked. Their clothes were on the floor around them and they were moving back and forth, moaning loudly. She took a couple of steps forward and herd Ron gasp, "Harry." She had no idea what to do, but she knew that it wasn't stand there and watch. She quietly cast a quieting charm around the class room, so that no one would be able to hear them and scurried back to the common room, her head full of confusing thoughts.