Ok, so I really should have updated before this, but a few weeks before Christmas, our trailer burned down. And it sucks. So, I lost my reference book, but I will TRY to complete this from memory. I want to thank EVERYONE who has reviewed so far. I really appreciate all the lurvs. BTW, Mask Of Comedy, I do the same thing. Of course I only started doing it after I read your review. Oh, well. And padslet, WTFH is darn right.

Disclaimer: I have no life, but I'm not THAT delusional...yet.

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Chapter 6

Severus gave Hermionella a day to rest before he came to her with the next task.

"Ok, so what do I have to do this time?" she asked.

Music blared as Howie Mandel poofed into life.

" It's your lucky day, Her... Hermill... Himalaya..."

"Hermionella."

"Dude, and I thought I had it bad. I'm just bald." said The Ever Annoying Howie (TEAH for short).

"Dude, don't even start with me." said The Occasionally Perturbed Hermionella (TOPH for short).

"Well, getting right down to business. Inside one of these 26 briefcases is a million dollars. And in the others, not a millions dollars." he explained.

" Ok, ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... I feel really good about number 21. 'Cause it's half of 42 and if the answer to Life, The Universe and Everything is 42, then the answer to this must be 21." said TOPH.

"Yeah-huh. Whatever." said TEAH.

"STOP THE GAME!!!" screeched Draco as he came running into the... where ever it is they are. Were. Will be.

"Sorry about him." said Severus coming up behind him. "Howie, didn't you get my voicemail?"

" What voicemail?" asked TEAH. "I don't listen to my voicemail anymore. The banker is stalking me." he whispered.

" Alrighty then. The voicemail I sent you telling you that I'd changed my mind about this scenario." said Severus looking slightly creeped out.

"DANG IT! DANG, DANG! DOUBLE DANG! DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG I SPENT SETTING THIS UP FOR YOU?!?! I HAD TO CANCEL MY NEUROTICS ANONYMOUS MEETING FOR THIS! DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TAKES US TO GET TOGETHER AT ONCE?!?! THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE OUR FIRST OFFICIAL MEETING AND WE'VE BEEN AROUND FOR THREE YEARS!!!" ranted a very pissed off game show host.

"Just walk away." said Severus to Hermionella. He wrapped his arm around her waist and led her away from the disgruntled bald man.

' Dude, she's all soft and warm and smells like snickerdoodles. This is nice. NO! MUST FIGHT FUZZY FEELINGS! MUST REMAIN COOL AND ALOOF AND...OTHER ADJECTIVES THAT HAVE THE "OO" SOUND IN THEM! Too late.' this was going through Severus' head as they walked.

' Dude, he's all big and muscle-y and warm and he smells like Polo. He doesn't look like it, but he's ripped. But not all icky Keven Sorbo/ Hulk Hogan muscle man. I hope he doesn't try to feel me up. I will so totally kick his muscular, tight... dang, I lost my train of thought. Oh, yeah. Hmmm, this is nice.' And this was going through Hermionella's head.

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Ok, so I know that that was a short chapter, but I will try to get something else longer up in a while. Please R&R to makes me feel better. XOXOXOXOXO and all that jazz. The Camel Of Doom