HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

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After the seventh year slytherin-gryffindor potions class witnessing Angelina entering the class followed by Snape, both looking pleased with themselves, both with slightly red lips, and both with a superior air about them, on Monday, rumours were flying by Tuesday breakfast. Angelina laughed them off casually, and Snape heard the odd whisper in the corridors.

On looking back, Severus realised that suggesting they enter the class without making an effort to hide what they had been doing was a downright stupid idea, but at the time it had seemed... sort of romantic. The thrill of knowing they might be caught. Now he was cursing himself for being so brash.

None of the teachers had confronted him yet- obviously no one believing this possible. But he knew that soon McGonagall, being such a sticky beak, would ask him if he had seduced any member of her house. At least if she asked him, he could honestly say he hadn't. No, Angelina had seduced him.

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"Have you heard the rumours?" Ron asked vivaciously at dinner. Hermione looked at him as though to say 'Ron Weasley, excited about a rumour? What is the world coming to?' Ron continued to smile.

"Someone finally killed Mrs. Norris?" Harry asked hopefully, but altogether randomly.

"Who cares about Mrs. Norris?" Ron asked.

"Filch," Harry retorted.

"No, I mean......... Harry shut up."

"If you say so."

"Ron, if you're talking about the stupid rumour about Angelina and Snape, I pity you," Hermione said shortly. Ron smiled sarcastically.

"Well, apparently, a whole potions class was there to see them pashing in the doorway before class."

"I think the key word there is 'apparently'. There has got to be a hundred different versions of that story circulating the school. Caught kissing in the corridor; caught fucking on his desk; caught making out on the floor; odd noises coming from the room, Snape jumping Angelina mid-lesson and so on and so forth. Ron, its total bull."

(An: During the last paragraph, Hermione swore. The Author originally wanted to include something about Ron being shocked at this, but during a collaboration session between author and characters, Hermione protested against this interruption, so it was not included. That is all.)

"I don't know, Hermione. They seem to be......... compatible." Ron peered around nosily looking for Angelina and Snape, as though expecting them to be pashing in the middle of dinner.

"Oh really? Compatible?" Clearly, Hermione was highly amused.

"Yeah. But I admit that it does repulse me. I mean, Snape- disgusting, slimy Snape. Even Angelina could do much better than him. I mean, he doesn't even look......... good.' Ron glanced at Snape in disgust.

"He doesn't look good?"

"No, definitely not good. I don't think he's ever washed his hair, let alone so much as thought about wearing something other than black."

"What else could he wear?"

"I don't know. Something else dark; anything else. I just think that wearing black all the time is so......... overdone. He has no fashion sense whatsoever."

Harry had to hold himself back from saying, "This coming from the guy who thinks powder blue and blood red go well together?"

Hermione scoffed, giving Ron a look that said purely, 'What planet are you from, and when does the real Ron get back?'

"Harry, please don't be offended by what I'm about to say. Ron, I hate to admit this, because you're my boyfriend and because its very labelling and typecasting, but sometimes I think that you act more gay than Harry does."

Ron's eyes widened in offence. "That's a terrible thing to say!"

"Just calling it as I see it."

"I am not gay!" Ron hissed.

"Hey, Ron," Harry said, his tone warning for his friends to be ready for a good punchline.

"What?" Ron said, clearly uninterested.

"Don't knock it till you tried it, mate," Harry said, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Ewww. Harry, go fuck your boyfriend would you?"

"I have a better idea. Lets see if you're as straight as you think you are." He leant over towards Ron, lips puckered theatrically. Ron leant away and sidled down the bench in disgust. Harry shrugged. "I've still got Draco, and he's heaps hotter than you anyway." Ron huffed angrily. "Just joking, sexy." Harry winked.

With a withered glare of repulsion, Ron gasped. He stood up and stomped from the hall. Hermione told Harry to meet them in the common room in an hour and went after Ron, almost in tears with laughter. Draco saw this and came over to Harry from the Slytherin table.

"What happened then?" he asked.

"I think I scared Ron," Harry said simply and matter-of-factly.

"I'll say. Were you about to kiss him before?"

"Yeah, as a joke. Then I called him sexy and he kinda flipped his lid."

"Homophobe," Draco said without conviction. He knew Ron was still getting used to him and Harry being together.

"No, he just thinks his best friend has the hots for him."

"Do I have competition?"

"Hardly. I mean, Ron? Come on. I have better taste than that." Harry shook his head. "I go for blondes."

"Oh, that's a relief."

"Were you afraid you might lose me?"

"No, I was just thinking if there was any way to get rid of you, and now I know. All I have to do is dye my hair."

"Sorry, babe, but you wont be getting rid of me that easily."

"Damn," Draco said, smirking. Surprising Harry, he caught his boyfriends lips with his own, and Harry pulled away. He gave Draco an unconvincing look of disapproval.

"Draco. Not here," he hissed.

"Harry, the first time we got caught, it was half of the school who sprung us! And now you wont let me kiss you in front of the few people who bother to have breakfast this early?"

"Yes. I don't like them thinking we're some sort of public display."

Draco seized his hand and pulled him towards the Great Hall doors. When they were out, Draco, now forming a habit, pinned Harry against the wall, but refrained from kissing him.

"How about here?" he asked, raising his eyebrows. Harry answered with a smile and they set about with a display that would send Ron running.

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I hate this chapter!!! Its so OOC!!! Anywho, review and I'll keep the updates coming... maybe...

That was the worst chapter i've ever written... -meeble-