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After a quick whispered conference, the trio rushed down to the great hall for supper. Walking in, they took their seats, Hermione facing the Slytherin table, just as they planned. Draco was already there with Blaise and Theo.
Harry turned around and raised his goblet to them, calling out, "To the Knights of Ni!" Acknowledging the task as completed and causing the nearby muggleborns and halfbloods to laugh at the reference.
Ron looked between the two of them and asked, "What these Knights of Nee?"
Hermione smiled patiently at him. "Knights of Ni. And I'll have to introduce you to Monty Python. It's a movie."
Ron frowned slightly. "Is it one of those muggle moving pictures you mentioned? Like a play?"
Harry agreed. "Yes, and it's hilarious. The Knights of Ni come from it." Ron nodded uncertainly, but then brightened as the table filled up with food magically. Hermione ate quicker than normal, as did Harry, just as they planned.
Glancing around, she nodded to him that she was beginning and she subtly pulled out her wand and started casting spells under the table. Harry got up and made a show of moving over to Hermione's side so he could get her help with 'homework.' They heard an exclamation and looked up at the same time everyone around them did as well.
Chuckling, they were amused to see Draco Malfoy's goblet upside down right over his head and his pumpkin juice staining his hair orange. Hermione whispered to Harry, "Watch this." She swished her wand and his bowl of mashed potatoes suddenly ended up in his face.
She felt slightly guilty when she saw Draco's irate gaze connect with her amused one, until she saw it click what happened. He smirked darkly and whipped his wand out, waving it in a slashing motion. She watched in horror as the plate of bangers and mash levitated and then was swung in her direction. She ducked, pulling Harry down with her, causing the food to land on the student behind her at the Ravenclaw table.
The student whipped around in anger, to see Draco standing up with his wand out and a look of horror on his face. Food flew across the great hall to hit Blaise in the side of the head as he was turning to say something to Theo. Food starting flying across the hall as more and more people got involved in the food fight.
Everyone paused when Dumbledore stood up, waiting to see what would happen to those involved. He calmly picked up a nearby pie and smushed it into McGonagall's face, making the food fight resume. It only ended when everyone ran out of food on the tables and were sliding around in the food on the floor. Hermione secretly started vanishing the mess all over the floor and tables, strong-arming Harry and Ron into helping.
She was startled by a voice beside her. "Into food games, are we, Granger?"
She giggled at the sight he presented as he posed proudly, mashed potatoes hanging off his eyelashes and hair orange from pumpkin juice. "It does make you more appealing," she admitted.
He wrapped one arm around her middle and buried his nose into her neck. "It makes you more appetizing," he growled, sucking a bit of treacle tart off of her neck. She trembled and stumbled when he suddenly released her and helped with the cleaning.
Snape started to enter the hall, but slipped and fell, sliding across the floor. He shrieked, "POTTER! This is your fault! I know you started it!"
Dumbledore calmly stood, sucking the ice cream out of his beard. "Now, Severus, you have no way of knowing that. Everyone was involved with it, so we cannot punish just one person."
The potions master seethed and whirled around, pinning Harry with his gaze. "I know you were involved in this, Potter." He spat. "And I will catch you," he gleefully predicted. He stalked out of the hall, robes billowing out majestically behind him.
Hermione stood, mechanically vanishing the food. She remembered how his mouth made her feel and she felt her belly tingle. What is he doing to me? She asked herself and then froze. Damn it, I want him. She realized.
