Severus awoke at 8am but the thought of the impending activities made him turn over and go back to sleep. He drifted into sleep only to be awoken by a large, levitating airhorn beside the fireplace. The sound caught him by surprise and caused him to jump out of hie bed and land on the floor with a painful "thud".

"Damn it!" He swore loudly over the deafening roar. He threw off the green and silver bedclothes that had fallen with him and groped around for his wand. He found it and the airhorn turned to dust. He sat there for a few moments in the much-appreciated silence. When another airhorn appeared, he blasted it into a few hundred pieces. This time a note fell to the floor. he picked up the piece of parchment and unrolled it.

Severus,

Great hall 9am.

Don't forget.

Albus

P.S the airhorns will only stop when you leave your bedroom.

Severus sighed and reluctantly left his bedroom. He showered and got dressed (without re-entering his bedroom) and by 8.50 am, he was ready to leave. He shuddered at the thought of being paire up to work with someone, but suddenly smiled (however faint it may have been). He couldn't wait to see Lupin try to cope with the amount of firewhiskey he drank the night before. He shook his head to rid himself of the other memories of that night and left his dungeons.

He joined the few staff members in the great hall. He stood to one side and watched as Remus came in.

"Hello Remus." Rolanda called from the other end of the hall. Severus smirked as Remus winced.

"Please be quiet." He mumbled quietly as he eased himself onto the floor.

"You didn't drink more after you got to your room did you?" Filius asked.

"It was Albus' bloody alarm! And maybe I did." Remus rolled onto his side and covered his head with his arms. He didn't move when Dumbledore and McGonagall entered with a young man. Albus glanced at the werewolf before clapping his hands to get everyone's attention. Remus groaned and pulled himself into a sitting position.

"Goodmorning everybody." Dumbledore said in his usual cheerful tone. "This is Andrew. He will be your instructor for the next few days." The young man nodded his head before taking out his wand and a dozen mats materialised around the room.

"Have fun." Dumbledore left the great hall and all eyes fell on the young wizard who was dressed in a muggle tracksuit.

"Hello everybody." He smiled. Receiving no reply, he continued, "Today we will be doing some simple lifts and trust exercises."

He pulled a roll of parchment from his pocket. "The Headmaster gave me this list of your pairs and told me that they were picked at random."

Random, Snape thought, nothing Dumbledore ever did was completely random. The group of staff members formed a semi-circle around the young wizard, Rolanda hooch having helped Remus to his feet. "Rolanda Hooch and Remus Lupin. Filius Flitwick and Pomona Sprout..."

The Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff heads of house looked at eachother before shrugging and listened for the other pairs. "And finally, Severus Snape and Minerva McGonagall." A few of the other professors smiled when Snape and McGonagall both sighed. The day was going to be interesting.

"If each pair would stand beside a mat and remove all baggy coats or robes." Andrew asked. Each pair stood by a mat and removed all jackets and transformed any robes into muggle clothes. Andrew walked around the groups checking that their attire was correct. Snape grumbled as he was made to strip down to his white shirt. When he was happy with their clothes, he stood in front of them all again.

"Now we shall start off with the easiest exercise in the book. Eight year olds could do it. I need a volunteer." Rolanda Hooch, ever so helpful, made sure that Remus was alright before walking to the centre mat. "Now. Just stand with your back to me and fall backwards. I simply catch her." He explained and caught the flying coach before she fell to the ground.

"Your turn Gentlemen." Each man stood behind their partner, except for Filius. He and Pomona had figured out how to get around the problem. She knelt behind Filius, who fell back into her. All but one couple had completed their task.

"What's wrong?" Andrew asked Severus, who was standing with his arms firmly folded aginst his chest.

"I refuse to take part in these stupid activities."

"Just catch me." Minerva sighed before leaning back towards him. He jumped forward and caught her, barely a foot of the ground. "Good timing." She smiled.

He gently pulled her back up, but she stumbled and fell against him. They looked at eachother for a few moments, green eyes staring into black. He could fell her warm breath on his chest, even through his shirt. Their faces inches apart, she licked her lips.

"Ok, now." The two jumped apart, as Andrew continued. "Another simple exercise. All I want the men to do is lift their partners into their arms and walk around the hall."

Flitwick excused himself and left the room, having recieved a message that one of his Ravenclaws had a problem. He was secretly glad to be out of there and secretly the other staff members were very envious of him.

Again, each pair did as they were told and started to walk around the room. Severus lifted Minerva with ease and walked behind Lupin. "So?" He asked. "Do you think this is as stupid as I do?"

"That depends on how stupid you think it is. I personally think it is ridculous." She stifled a yawn and rested her head against his chest.

"Is Minerva McGonagall tired?" He asked, slightly amused.

"Yes I am. I also like to sleep in sometimes."

"I must say, I would have thought that you would be up at 5:30am on the dot, everyday." He laughed quietly as she swatted his chest.

"Did you just laugh?" She asked, looking up at him.

"Yes I do laugh occasionally." The group stopped moving. "Would you like to have dinner with me in my quarters later?"

Once she had her feet firmly on the ground, she eyed him suspiciously. "Why? So you can poison me?"

"I'm hurt." He put his hand to his heart. "No. Just a friendly meal between two colleagues."

"Friendly? We are the heads of two rivalling houses." They were completely ignoring Andrew now. "But I suppose it'll be nice."

"Great." He smiled before continuing with Andrew's "bonding" activities.

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The faculty were allowed to leave at 11:30 and the dinner was set at 7pm. After spending the day correcting papers and breaking up yet another fight between Potter and Malfoy, he had the dinner ready by 6:30. The table was set so he went of to find something to pass the time. When Minerva arrived at 7 on the dot, she could hear music from inside the rooms. She knocked on the door and when she received no answer, opened the door and walked in.

She looked around the room and saw the dinner set up but no Severus. She had only been in his private quarters a few times, but never before had she noticed the black, baby grand piano sitting in the corner. Stepping closer, she saw Severus sitting on the bench, his long fingers dancing over the keys. He didn't notice her until she was standing right behind him. He stopped playing.

"I didn't know you could play." She said.

"It was an escape from my parents." He explained. "Sometimes I like to play a little." He turned to face her.

"It was really good. Please continue."

"How about I teach you a little?" He smiled before motioning her to sit next to him. They sat side-by-side on the bench and he wrapped his arms around her.

"Now," He took her hands and placed them on the keys. "This is middle C" He pushed on her finger and the sound echoed around the room. With each note he made her play, another butterfly flit around her insides. She cursed herself for feeling like a lovesick teenager. After a few minutes he removed his hands from hers but placed them on her upper ams. She shivered when he leant towards her.

"Dinner's getting cold." He whispered in her ear. He rose from the bench and led her to the table by her hand. Thet ate their meal and talked ablut school and quidditch. At around 9:30, the two settled onto the couch in front of the fire with some wine.

"You know, I'm surprised that we haven't had an argument over Quidditch yet tonight." He sipped his wine and looked into the roaring fire.

"So am I. This evening has been very enjoyable Severus." She shuffled over to sit beside him. "Thank you." She kissed him on the cheek. He placed his glass on the end table and kissed her gently on the lips. Soon enough, she had her arms around his neck, her glass forgotten on the floor.

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