A/N hey all hope you are still enjoyin this, ok so heres the next chappie...

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To say the least Hermione was not happy, she had yet again, through no fault of her own landed herself in another detention. To make it worse it was another one with Malfoy.

"Granger" he greeted when she walked up to filche's office.

"Draco" Hermione nodded, it was a step up from the usual 'Mudblood', and for that she was at least a little grateful.

"So what sort of Bondage do you think Filch has in for us tonight?" Draco asked with a suggestive wink.

"What are you talking about Malfoy" Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Don't you think it's a bit weird that he keeps all those torture things in his office?" Draco smirked.

Hermione looked at him puzzled for a brief moment, "Draco you're sick, you know that".

"Whatever, Granger, I just think it a bit too conspicuous that he has all these whips and chains that's all"

"Well whatever fetish Mr Filch has Draco it's none of our business" Hermione huffed and turned away from him.

She couldn't help but find it amusing though, and was sure to share the theory with Ron and Harry when she had the chance.

"Well, well" the croaky voice of the caretaker cackled over the hallway, "You must be my detention students" he laughed.

"It would seem so" Draco arrogantly pointed out.

Hermione gave him a sharp nudge in the side and smiled politely at Filch.

"Well tonight you will be cleaning my Office" he declared.

Both Hermione and Draco gave simultaneous groans; it wasn't that the Hogwarts caretaker really had an office. More like as, Draco continued to point out a torture chamber.

There really were whips and chains literally hanging from the ceiling, there were also instruction manuals slung all over the place with displays and diagrams of how 'Misbehaving Miscreants should be dealt with'. In all honesty anyone who didn't know Filch and his want for hanging students by their thumbs, they would most defiantly think it some sort of a fetish dungeon.

Elsewhere in the castle, tables were being drawn out for the beginning of examinations tomorrow. Of course it wasn't the NEWT exams that were starting tomorrow, no they were to begin on Monday and it was only Friday tomorrow. That could only mean one thing, The Apprenticeship Examinations.

"I still don't see why you are so against this Severus" Minerva McGonagall called from across the hallway, "I think it's a wonderful opportunity for the students", the old witch beamed.

"As do I" Dumbledore agreed.

"Oh, well it's settled then" Severus Snape spat out sarcastically.

"Severus" the headmaster sighed, "Just think about it as giving one student the opportunity to meet your standards".

Severus' frown deepened as he slid a table towards the window, "Hmmmm", He grumbled.

"I would actually be surprised if any of the students actually met his standards he set then that high" Professor Flitwick piped up from behind the table Severus had just thrown against the wall.

Severus glared at him from the corner of his eye and sneered.

"That is unless he is holding out for one student in particular" Minerva cooed.

Severus snapped his gaze to the old witch and glared to hateful towards her, had it been anyone else they would have been reduced to tears.

Albus Dumbledore also looked up; he noticed the look of fury in the Potion Masters eyes, and the look of determination in McGonagall's. At this he smiled to himself. Sometimes fate hands you a rough deal, all you have to do is sit back and laugh about it, you cannot get a Rainbow without rain after all.

"Arggghhhh" Hermione growled for the seventh time that hour.

"What is it now" Draco sighed again.

"I can't do this, I just can't, its impossible" She moaned.

"Cant do what?" he asked.

Hermione thrust what looked to be a bear-trap underneath Draco's nose.

"Hey watch that" He scolded.

"How am I supposed to polish this….this piece of junk without a wand, whilst still managing to keep all my fingers?"

Draco looked at her sceptically, "And you call yourself Muggleborn jeeze"

Hermione frowned at the comment but ignored him none the less. She threw the bear-trap into a corner and proceeded to pick at the less 'Sharp' objects.

"So" Draco began.

"So what?" Hermione snapped.

"Ok woman, you really do not need to bite my head off" Draco backed away.

"Sorry"

"It's ok; I was just going to ask how you were"

"How I am? HOW I AM? Draco you got me into this mess, when I could have been studying for the Apprenticeship exams tomorrow, how do you think I am?" she blasted at him.

"God's Hermione, calm down, it's not that bad"

"Pft"

"Listen, you will be fine on those exams, for what its worth, Im sure the teachers are already fighting over you, hell even Snape"

"Yeah right"

"If anyone has a chance it's you" He comforted.

"Draco?" Hermione paused to ask,

"Yes"

"Why are you being so nice?"

"What? I am not." Draco shot Hermione an accusing look before turning back to his cleaning.

Hermione sighed, she wouldn't mind being friends with Draco, sure it would be awkward with Harry and Ron's hatred for the guy but, they could try and work it out, right?

"Draco…" Hermione began.

"No" He stopped her, "Don't even bother, don't even try, I don't want to be your Friend Hermione, the only reason im talking to you is because I felt guilty and im such a nice guy and all"

"HA" Hermione laughed, "Yeah right".

"So don't even bother OK?" He looked at her straight in the eye.

"Whatever Draco, fine, what makes you think I want to be friends with you anyhow?"

"You're a Gryffindor" Draco sneered.

Hermione huffed once more and returned to her attempt at cleaning.

Filch returned sometime after 10pm and told them they could go. Without even a goodbye Draco and Hermione departed their separate ways for their own common rooms.

Down in the Dungeons, Snape was still stewing over what Minerva has said 'That is unless he is holding out for one student in particular.' Stupid witch, what did she know; obviously he had not intention of doing such thing. Hermione was a student of his, and half his age to say the least. He would have to put McGonagall straight on this matter. He couldn't have wild accusations flying around the school like this, it was ridiculous.

Severus finished pacing his room and sat down at his desk, he couldn't sleep on a night like this, not now with these, these thoughts in his head. He slowly brought a hand up to massage his temple, feeling a headache coming on. He heaved a heavy sigh and tried to concentrate on sleeping, anything but Miss Granger.

Minerva on the other hand lay in bed smiling happily to herself, of course it was a bit too much to say what she did, she may have even crossed the line, but to see Severus face was priceless. It automatically confirmed that there was someone he was holding out for, after all she didn't mention a name, he just jumped to the conclusion it was Miss Granger, thus proving her theory.

Of course there was nothing to worry about, Miss Granger was for too intelligent to be wooed or seduced by the likes of Severus Snape. After time Severus would realise this too and move on, no harm done, and Miss Granger would never need to know.

It was strange though, Minerva could never remember Severus ever caring for someone before. She shook her head, what does it matter anyway, its not like it's more than a silly infatuation. Right?

A/N;

I really am trying to make my chapters longer, i just have a really short attention span.

Anyway, hope you liked that, coming up next, pancakes... ummmmm yummy :D

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