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Hermione sat down with a thud on the couch and adjusted her cami. She stretched out with her head on a pillow and her feet propped up on an arm of the couch, ankles crossed, and her hands on her stomach. Her black plush shorts came high thigh. They were similar to her peach ones.

She tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. "Granger, looks like someone's up late," Pansy slipped down the stairs.

"Of course, Pansy, I can't sleep with you blasting music," Hermione snapped.

"I'll see what I can do about that," Pansy lied.

"I'm sure you will," Hermione said softly and closed her eyes again. She felt a hand on her shoulder and she opened them to see Pansy looming over her. "What?"

"Nothing… Just wondering what Weasleby sees in you. I think I know," she giggled and gestured to Hermione's large chest.

"Hormones always have been a strong suit in the Weasley family," she snarled softly and crossed her arms over her chest, shoving Pansy away with an elbow. "But George isn't like that, so leave him be."

"Oh, I'm sure he's not. Just like Malfoy isn't, and Snape and Black aren't," she sat down in an armchair and sighed heavily, smirking over at Hermione.

"All right, hog face, leave Severus and Sirius out of this. It has nothing to do with them," she glared and sat up.

"Oh, so no more Professor Snape, huh?" Pansy bit back.

"No, actually, I wasn't referring to him… At least not in the futuristic sense," she sneered softly, lip curling.

"Watch it, little lioness," she snapped. "Don't play with serpents-"

"Leave her alone, Parkinson," Severus' voice was bored as he stepped out of the shadows of the boys' dorms stairs, and walked over to an empty armchair.

"Hmph," Pansy stuck her nose up at Severus.

"I mean it," he narrowed his eyes in a glare. Pansy gave a final sneer and then glared down at her lap. Hermione smirked and put her feet up, stretching back out.

"And about George, Pansy, I may not have romantic feelings for him, but he's not just a hormonal teenage boy," she glared. "And I dare you to think otherwise of my friends," her lips drew tight as McGonagall's did when she was angry. She sat back up. "Have you turned your music low now?"

"Nope. Malfoy's up there," Pansy smirked. Hermione rolled her eyes and lay back down.

"Typical," she rolled her eyes.

"Thank you, Granger, and now I will leave," Pansy stood slowly and walked back upstairs. Hermione let out an annoyed growl and made a choking gesture with her hands before she let them fall to her stomach. Severus smirked.

"She is rather annoying, isn't she?" Hermione jumped… She had forgotten he was there. Thank God she didn't say anything embarrassing.

"Yes, she is. I hate her," Hermione mumbled and closed her eyes.

"I don't hate her, I loathe her with every fiber of my being," Severus chuckled. Hermione smirked.

"Join the club," she licked her lips and sighed.

"Music at 2:00 am, sex noises in the middle of the night," she rolled her eyes. "I would rather bunk with James Potter than spend a night in the same room with Parkinson."

"Ooh, I don't know if I would go that far," Severus chuckled.

"I would."

"Get low!" Hermione giggled and bounced slightly with Lily. "Oh, oh, oh!" she grinned. Lily laughed.

"Merlin, this is idiotic!" Lily pulled the ribbon and ripped open the paper, then stared down at a box. "A box… You guys shouldn't have," she smirked and then took the lid off, peering inside. "Ooh, wow, you shouldn't have!" she gasped and pulled out a diamond bracelet.

"Hey, don't look at us… It was James," Hermione smiled softly.

"Ooh, remind me to kiss him later," Lily beamed and caught a soft sneer from Severus. "What?"

"Ah, nothing," he shook his head.

"I know you don't like James, Severus," she sighed.

"Just drop it!" he warned and handed her a box. She opened it slowly and smiled.

"Aww, thank you!" it was a golden locket with a picture of her inside. She hugged him. "I love it!" Hermione handed her a box. Lily opened it and tossed the wrappers aside. "Ooh, Quidditch charm bracelet! It's got the Holyhead Harpies too!" she giggled. "Here, Mya, you're turn," Lily handed her a ball of something. Hermione quickly realized it was a cat. She grinned.

"Crookshanks is going to have a fit when he sees this!" Hermione stroked the kitten's head. "Thank you!" the kitten was grey and black with green eyes. It sprung into life and Hermione watched the form of Fred grow. "Weasley!" she grinned.

"Well, it's the only way to get near you! You keep thinking I'm George!" Fred smirked. Hermione frowned a bit. He sat down next to her.

"Yeah, about that…"

"What about that, Mio?"

"Well… See… Hmm…" Hermione stretched out and put her head in Fred's lap, gazing up at him. "Wait… Let me see your birthmark," Hermione mumbled. Fred sighed and pulled up his sleeve, showing her the brownish mark on his forearm.

"Hermione, you need to talk with him, you know," Fred patted her on the head. "Because he's insane right now… I can't say anything to him without him blowing up," he sighed softly. Hermione groaned.

"I know, I know! But I'm so embarrassed," she said softly. "What would Ron do?"

"Try and snog you," Fred snorted.

"Not helping!" Hermione sat up and poked him in the stomach.

"Sorry," he smirked. Severus laughed a bit.

"Well, maybe… What if I had a boyfriend? Yeah, that's it! I could tell him I have a boyfriend," her honey eyes were wide with excitement.

"You shouldn't lie to him," Severus said softly. "It's a bad idea for your friendship."

"Yes, I know," Hermione sighed.

"Well, get a boyfriend!" Fred prompted.

"Fred, you don't rush these things… I'm picky! You know that. I mean, I'm not shallow, it's just… Ron is like my brother. And I treat Harry like my son. And you and George are too close to me… Draco is… Draco," she smirked. "Remus is too complicated, not that I don't like intelligent men. James is taken," she glanced at Lily with a smirk, "Sirius is too wild… Peter is skittish, and Lucius is disgusting and pompous," she rolled her eyes, "Neville is as skittish as Peter… And Ginny wouldn't like me going for him. Bill and Charlie are too old," she pondered, and her eyes settled on Severus, cheeks reddening as she realized the one guy she had missed. She swallowed hard as he blinked at her as if to say 'HELLO!'.

"What about Sevvie here, he's single?" Lily perked up with a grin. Severus looked as if he wanted to slap her. Fred smirked.

"Yeah, Mio, what's wrong with him, huh?" Hermione glared at Fred and crossed her arms. "Go on… Criticize…"

"Hush up, you," Hermione bit her lower lip and pondered, falling completely silent.

"Ahah! We don't have an answer!" Lily beamed. "He's handsome, intelligent, sweet, lovable, cuddly when he wants to be. He's perfect!" Severus glared at her.

"Lily!" his cheeks were slowly turning a shade of scarlet. Hermione sighed.

"Okay, I don't see anything wrong with him, but he's probably not interested in me," she said softly and frowned a bit, standing. "I have to meet Remus and Sirius," she walked quickly from the room.

((What happens next? Find out by reading the next chapter… PLEASE REVIEW! –Samuel-mun))