A/N: To those of you who expressed concern about the last chapter, don't worry, no Snape/Hermione, that was just one moment of weakness for Snape. I will play with other characters, and they may be a little OOC, but that's for you to enjoy.
(Still in detention)
Draco only stared at Hermione out of the corner of his eye, knowing full well what would happen if he allowed himself to fully take in her image. He really hoped this wouldn't get out of hand.
"Calm down Draco," he thought to himself, "calm down, it's only . . . oh curse it all to hell, you know it. You know you want her. Shut up! Shut up! No! Bad thoughts, slow down . . . yes, good, see?! Everything is fine, totally . . . NOT fine. Merlin! Oh Merlin, Merlin, please don't turn around Juliet, please don't look at ..."
"Hey, Draco, pass me the slicing knife," Hermione said.
Draco passed it to her and continued working, trying so hard to hide . . . well . . . you know what's happening to poor Draco, so I don't need to say it.
Hermione was trying very hard not to giggle, because, of course, she had indeed noticed Draco's dilemma. She found this all so funny, but she had to keep her cool. She had to make sure he cracked first.
Hermione moved to stir the potion again and Draco excused himself, mumbling something about the bathroom. As soon as the door slammed shut, Hermione laughed and laughed. She let it all out. She giggled. She snickered. She laughed uncontrollably.
She went back to work when she had regained composure. Waiting for Draco to come back, she added the next ingredients at exactly four second intervals as she stirred ten times clockwise and eight and a half times counter clockwise. Then she sat down to wait. Wait for Snape to tell her she could leave. Wait for Draco to come back. Wait for something.
(Draco pov)
I walked back into the room to see her sitting there. Waiting.
She didn't hear me come in so I slid behind her and began kissing right below her ear while holding the bare skin right above that way too short skirt. Needless to say she was surprised. She turned around in my arms and her breath hitched. I heard it. Merlin, she looked so gorgeous and plain out WOW.
Wait, did I just say that? I guess I did. I am turning into one of those what do you call them . . . the girls Hermione doesn't like . . . cheerleaders. Yes. Those things. Anyways, then she looked at me very conspirationally.
"Is something wrong, love?" I asked.
Hopefully Snape hadn't heard that.
"Meet me again tonight."
That was all she said, and then she left. That's when Snape walked back in.
"Mr. Malfoy . . ."
"She's gone now, Severus, it's fine."
"Listen, you're my godson and I maybe shouldn't care but your father might. Since when are you two on a first name basis? This is only the second detention."
He could be so frustrating sometimes. Does my father really need to know who I call by their first name? No, Merlin, he is so annoying.
"Does it matter?" I said, "It's not like we're Potter and the Weaselette, going around in corridors like rabbits or something."
"Are you two together then?"
"Hermione? And I?"
"You're lying to me. Don't lie to me. You're blushing, Draco. You know I can look into your thoughts."
"Then do so. Tell father what you need. But no harm will come to her while I am alive to do something about it."
"I didn't realize you cared that deeply."
"I do, I am late, goodnight."
I left. I had to go find Hermione and tell her Snape-a-doodle knew.
(Snape's pov)
This can't be true . . . they can't really be together . . . oh dear look at the time. I must go!!
I was late and I knew it, so I grabbed the usual dozen sherry bottles and headed to find Minerva. I walked up a few flights of stairs, passing by Potter and the Weasley-girl. Seems Draco was right . . .
Anyways, I knocked on Minerva's door and she greeted me with a dozen of her own bottles and we headed to the Room of Requirements.
(Omniscient pov)
Once Hermione had left Snape's classroom, she took off her heels and ran all the way up to the room of requirements. She opened the door to a lavish white couch, which she found perplexing but sat down to wait nonetheless. She wondered if she had gone too far by teasing Draco like that, she would have to wait for him to come.
She didn't have to wait long, because Draco walked in minutes later, and sat beside her, looking very mischievous.
"You little minx, you're such a tease. You'll pay for torturing me like that."
"Oh really?"
"Yes," Draco said, taking her in his arms and kissing the sensitive spot on her neck right behind her ear, gently sucking on it, and leaving his mark. Now everyone would know she was his.
Hermione let out a small moan and lifted Draco's lips to her own. His kiss was passionate and she met him, move for move. She felt so comfortable, but no sooner had she relaxed into his fiery kiss that Snape and McGonagall burst through the door, apparently drunk.
"MR. MALFOY!! MS. GRANGER!! GET OFF OURRR COUCHYIEEEE!!"
"Minerva, it's ok, they're together, dating, I tink, sink, mink, link, think!! That word."
"Dating? They can't be dating! What posion, poison, potion did missur Malfoy give my Hermioneeee??" McGonagall slurred.
"He gave me no such thing!" Hermione said indignantly, trying hard to hide behind Draco.
Draco sighed; at least Hermione now knew that Snape knew.
"Minnie baby, my precious drinking buddy-boo, this has been ourrr night to reeelax since I sssstarted teaching here. Maybe we can go down to the lake and fly and drink ourrr merry way to reeelaxation."
"Sevieppoo, let us fly and finish the sherry, then fly to Rosmerta's and buy more!!"
" I changed my mind, I wanna stay with my Dray Dray god-son-friend. He looks like he needs a drink, and his little cutie here does too."
Everything got very quiet, Hermione was a little freaked. Professor Snape had just called her cute.
"A GAME OF TRUTH OR DARE!!" Snape blurted out, "THREE CHICKENS AND NO TAKESIES BACKSIES!!"
"Genius, Snape-a-doodle, would you two like to play?"
"Only one condition," explained Draco, "that we play with Veritaserum."
"Oooooooohhhh, interesting . . ." began McGonagall, and then turning to Hermione, "Miss Granger, will you play??"
Hermione thought they were all insane, but she was intrigued. . . She could find out some interesting things about everyone. But they were both drunk, would Draco and she have to drink too? She hesitated but then looked "Snape-a-doodle" in the eye.
"I will play."