A/N: If you cant tell, I am not sure how to continue this story or whether I even should. Please say what you think I should do in the reviews, I want your opinions or ideas how to finish this.
-NM10
P.S. Harry Potter is still not mine
*Time skip to the end of the year*
Hermione woke up, sweat plastered to her body, gasping out into the silence of her head girl room. The dream had been so vivid, the first she had ever had like that. She blushed in the darkness as she recalled every detail, smiling to herself. It was extraordinary, they would definitely have to try that soon, her heart beat faster just at the thought. Who would have though that she would be fawning over professor Snape like that? Ron knew, at least she thought she did, although he wasn't the most observant.
She knew she would be able to sleep after that, so she crept from the bed and pulled on some clothes, filing her pyjamas away. Grabbing her warmest cloak, she headed down to the dungeons. She found her lover's quarter's easily enough and spoke the password in a whisper, smiling in triumph when the door swung open. Looking left and right, she entered the rooms and never noticed the insect on the wall, secretly surveying her every move and planning on putting her discoveries to use.