Sorry for lack of updates. I'm currently watching Batman Returns so, if I accidently make any references...sorry.


Chapter 12: Of Time and Teasing

Severus Snape was supposed to be spending his peaceful Sunday before the Easter Holidays, where he'd normally have to serve the Dark Lord until otherwise. But, a little blonde decided to ruin things.

"Sir! Professor Snape!" Draco Malfoy called, running into his comfortable, cold dungeon.

"What?" The crooked-nosed teacher snapped (though it sounded like a drawl) to the Prefect.

"Can we talk privately?" The silver-eyed boy wondered.

"We are pretty private, Mr. Malfoy." The greasy black-haired man replied with a sarcastic eye-roll. "Anyway, continue." And with that, grabbed some discarded paperwork, pretending to hear the future- Death Eater's woes on life etc. etc.

"Well, I think I'm in love." He replied.

"Oh?" Snape inquired, drawing a big T on Ronald Weasley's worksheet.

"Uh, ye...yes sir. With a Gryffindor. A Gryffindor Muggle...Muggle Born."

At that statement, Snape's quill slipped over Potter's work as he turned to glare at the 15 year old with his cold, black eyes.

"What?" He whispered, sounding faint. A Slytherin future- Death Eater falling for a Gryffindor Muggle-Born. Where have he ever heard of that?

...Oh, right.

"Who is it?" The Potions teacher asked as his regular nosey self. When Draco gave him a look, he sighed. "I'm not Miss. Brown, Draco. This is to merely help you."

The young Slytherin muttered something.

"Speak up." The teacher drawled.

"Hermione Granger, sir."

"Oh..."


"I'm bored." Blaise complained, sitting at the edge of the Black Lake.

"Where's Draco?" Anthony wondered, with an eye roll.

"Who cares? He probably ditched his friends now." The Italian whined.

"He was possibly with a woman all night." The Ravenclaw joked.

Then, they saw the Slytherin Prince with the biggest, goofiest smile ever.

"Malfoy, you okay?" His best-friend asked him ful of concern, slowly standing up.

"I'm fine! Completely fine, Blaise!" The blonde replied, chirpily.

"Blaise?" The said-boy asked confusedly as Anthony raised an eyebrow.

"What happened? Did you finally bed a woman or something?" He mocked.

"Something like that." The Malfoy heir admitted, blushing.

"Ooh, get you!" The two other boys teased.

"Shut it." He muttered under his breath.

By then, their usual group had joined in the fun of embarrassing Draco Malfoy.

During this, they failed to notice a certain red-head standing in front of them.

"Excuse me!" They called.

"What do you want, Weaslette?" Blaise asked her in a horrid voice.

Ginny simply rolled her eyes. "I'm looking for the ferret of scum you call a friend or Malfoy. Where is he?" She asked in a bored voice.

They reluctantly pushed their "leader" forward.

"What is it?" He asked, quite nervously.

"I need to speak with you." The fiery red-head said impatiently, "In private. Right now."

Draco rolled his eyes. "Okay..." And he moved away from them all.

Whilst the Weasley girl was speaking with Draco, Anthony thought of something hilarious.

"Wait here, I'm going to do something that'll probably make the rest of my year." The cocky Ravenclaw said with a smirk worthy to Malfoy's, strutting up to disrupt the pair...


An angry Ginny, a secret date, a couple of deaths (maybe) next chapter.

Please, please, please review :)

-PANDA *rawrr*