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(this chapter may be more like the book than like the movie. But then it may be different from that as well. I've decided to wing it. Let me know what you think after you've read it please.) there will be another authors Note at the end please don't skip it. :) thanks

A Siren's Song

Chapter 20

Saturday morning started off with a quiet rustling of feet walking, across stone. Hermione dragged her feet to the bathroom at the break of dawn, because she wasn't able to sLeep. It was around 6:30 in the morning when she graced the Gryffindor Common Room with her presence.

Upon arriving she was surprised to see Harry sitting in front of the fire, he was gripping his wand and sitting tentatively staring at the floor.

"Couldn't sLeep?" she asked him.

"I've been awake for a little while," Harry said, "It took me a while to fall asLeep."

"Try to stay calm," Hermione said, "we'll go and eat breakfast and then..."

"Then I just have to face a dragon," Harry finished.

"You'll do fine," Hermione said sitting next to him on the couch, "stick to the plan, you can do it I know you can."

"At least you have faith in me Hermione," Harry said.

"Plenty of others have faith in you Harry Potter," Hermione said with an air of defiance about her, "You'll go out there and show them what your made of. And then everyone who doubted you will see that you are just as good as those other Tri-Wizard Champions."

"Thanks Hermione," Harry said with a faint smile.

They sat in the common room until some of the other students started to come out of their dorms. Ginny, Neville and the Twins accompanied Harry and Hermione to the great hall for breakfast.

Harry nibbled on his toast for a bit, before drinking his pumpkin juice.

Hermione was the first to finish her breakfast, she stood up, promising the Twins that she would see them later, as they were going to sit together to watch the tournament. They watched amused as Hermione raced out of the great hall. None of them needed to wonder about where she was going because, they already knew.

Hermione stepped out of the Great Hall, heading towards the Entrance Hall. She passed several students on the way to the Great Hall for breakfast. She was looking for either Viktor or Cedric, at this point in the morning it didn't much matter. But the first task was due to start right after breakfast and she wanted to wish her boys well before she lost her chance. So far the only one she was able to wish luck was Harry.

Trying to remain calm she went back to the Great Hall hoping to catch either on her way. Perhaps she had just missed them and they were already sitting down to eat. Hermione held her breath as she entered he Great Hall for the second time that morning. She spotted Cedric, he was siting over at his house table, she walked over stealing the empty seat next to him.

"Good Morning," Cedric said.

"Good morning," Hermione said happily, "I wanted to wish you luck before I missed the chance."

"Thank you," he said sliding his free arm around her shoulder.

She breathed heavily, "Be careful," she sighed leaning into his one arm hug.

"I will do my best," Cedric said proudly.

"I know you will," Hermione said standing up again from the seat she'd stolen so that another Hufflepuff could take her place. "I'll find you after, if your house mates don't keep you greedily to them selves."

"I'll see you," he said to her as she kissed him gently on the cheek, before rushing off the other direction.

"Something you want to tell us mate?" One of the other 6th year Hufflepuff's asked.

"There's nothing really to tell," Cedric said, "she's great."

"We'll take your word for it," one of the others said, "So your ready for today?"

"As ready as I can be," Cedric said as he finished his breakfast.

…

Hermione turned from the Hufflepuff table towards the Gryffindor and Slytherin tables, searching for Viktor. She spotted him at the Slytherin table. She debated weather or not to wait till he finished his breakfast. Quickly she decided that she wasn't going to let a few Slytherins stand in her way, she walked over to their table, back straight, head held high.

She sat down next to him in between Viktor and one of his Durmstrang class mates. "Good Morning," she said in a smooth voice. No one could have guessed that she was nervous by the way that she carried herself, or the way that she spoke.

"Good Morning luv," he said wrapping his arm around her shoulders much like the way Cedric did, "You have come to see me, da?"

"Yes," she said smiling and leaning into him, "I came to wish you luck. Not that you need it, I'm sure that you will do very well. I wasn't sure that I would catch you before you had to go to the Task Site, so I wanted to be sure and see you before hand."

"Thank you luv," he said tightening his arm around her shoulders, "it means much to me, that you have come to wish me luck."

She blushed prettily, "Good Luck Viktor," she said kissing him on the cheek, "Be careful."

"I will be as careful I as I can luv," he said, "I will see you after, da?"

"yes," she said standing up from the table, "I will come and find you after, if your class mates don't greedily keep you to themselves."

"I bet you say that to all the boys," Viktor's classmate said.

"Just Tri Wizard Champions," Hermione said in reply without thinking. Some of students at the Slytherin table laughed silently. It would be bad form for a Gryffindor to see them laugh at her own joke.

Hermione leaned down and kissed him again on the cheek before walking towards the doors to exit the Great Hall.

…

Hermione waited eagerly in the stands as the competitors were announced one at a time. She watched as Cedric transfigured a Rock into a barking dog. Although it didn't distract the dragon long enough for him to escape with the egg unharmed, Cedric still passed the trial mostly unharmed.

Hermione really wanted to go down to the tent and be with him but she still had three other competitors to watch.

Hermione watched as Fleur charmed the dragon to sLeep, and the entire audience held their breath as she went for the egg. However halfway through, the dragon woke, and lit her skirt a fire.

Fred and George allowed Hermione to latch onto them when she needed to because she couldn't watch.

Soon Viktor was being announced, he blinded the dragon with a Conjunctivitis curse; but the dragon stumbled around so much that it broke some of the real eggs. This cause him to loose some points with the judges.

The Twins, and Hermione cheered loudly for him anyway. Viktor couldn't help but smile.

Then it was Harry, halfway out of the tent, the dragon turned and breathed fire at him causing him to dive behind a rock. At Hermione's reminder he used his wand and summoned his broom, from his dorm. At Hermione's urging he left the window open so the broom could fly out. To his relief it worked.

He lifted up into the air, barely hearing the announcer calling out, "LOOK AT HIM, HE CAN REALLY FLY!"

He could almost hear his friends cheering for him, but he zoned out and concentrated on the dragon. He flew around it in wide circles, the dragon turned and shot fire at him as he zoomed around the dragon. Harry flew in higher circles, taunting the dragon to fly after him. "Come on Dragon," Harry called, flying higher into the air, "Come and get me."

after a few minutes the dragon took the bait, and took off into the air, only to be jerked back down by the chain onto its back. Harry used its confusion to swoop down and grab the egg. He was nearly away, when the dragon righted its self and breathed its fiery breath at Harry causing him to jerk his broom back a bit to far. He landed in a heap behind a rock.

He, and the egg made a safe landing, but sadly his broom was shattered to pieces on the rocks behind him. Harry watched as the dragon handlers tried to get Spiked horn tail back under control.

When Harry returned back to the tent, he was relieved to see Hermione racing towards him. She enveloped him in a massive hug, after which she told him he did very well.

Ron who had followed behind her, said, "Sorry mate."

"Forget it," Harry said.

"I figure that you'd have to be barmy to enter your own name into the cup," Ron said.

"Just figured that out now did ya," Harry said stiffly, "Forget it."

"I'm really... sorry," Ron said offering his hand to Harry.

"I said to forget it," Harry said taking Ron's hand into his, "really... Forget it. In fact lets never mention it again."

"Boys," Hermione said shaking her head, while standing next to Ginny, whom agreed with her.

"What?" they asked simultaneously.

"Nothing," Hermione said with a smile, "so are you guys alright now?"

"Yes," Harry and Ron said at the same time. Yep everything was back to normal for Ron and Harry.

"Thanks for taking care of Harry for me Hermione," Ron said patting Hermione on the shoulder.

"I wouldn't leave him alone if he tied me up and shipped me to Egypt," Hermione said with a smile.

Fred and George looked at each other and smiled, that was a declaration if they'd ever heard one. Hermione wasn't one to let someone down. She and Ron might not be back to where they were at the beginning of the year, but they would be soon. When Ron heard the events that would be announced at dinner tomorrow, he wouldn't know what to do. And if he heard it was Hermione's idea, he might just forget that he wasn't talking to her.

Hermione said good bye to the two and went to find her other two champions before they retired to their quarters to shower and change.

She greeted them together as they were standing side by side talking about something she couldn't hear. "Hi," she said strolling up to the two of them.

"Hi," they said greeting her. She gave them each a hug, "you were both wonderful."

"Thank you," they said simultaneously.

They talked for a few minutes, before they headed in separate directions. She met back up with Fred and George, Ginny and Neville whom she accompanied back to the castle. In the entrance hall they were greeted by Professor Snape, "I hope that you haven't forgotten about your detention with me after dinner this evening?" he said.

"Of course not professor," she said kindly trying very hard not to looking him in the eye. Because the truth of the matter was that in all the excitement she had forgotten that she was to go to 'Detention' with Professor Snape. Not that she would ever admit that to him.

"I expect you at 8 sharp," he said as he walked away, his robes billowing behind him in all their glory.

"How doesn't he do that?" George asked.

"Do you suppose they do that naturally?" Hermione asked.

"Or does he make them billow like that?' Fred asked.

"You guys spend entirely too much time together," Ginny said to the three.

"Probably," they said at the same time, before the three of them started laughing.

"There's something wrong with you," Ron said from behind them. Causing Hermione to turn and look at him and Harry who was silent as ever.

"Why do you say that?" Harry asked.

"Because," Ron said lowering his voice, "She has yet to realize they're just using her."

"Your still going on about that really?" Ginny snapped at him, "they're not using her anymore than you and Harry are. She practically does your homework for you, and they're the ones using her?" Ginny said pointing towards her older Twin brothers. "Wake up Ronald," she continued, "they don't ask her help with their homework, they don't pick her brain apart for ideas, they don't ask her to solve all their problems, no only you do that."

"Ginny it's fine," Hermione said pulling Ginny back to her, and away from Ron and Harry. Ginny was getting up in her brothers face and she hadn't even realized it. "It's fine."

"It's not fine," Ginny said turning to Hermione, "He can forgive Harry for not entering into a tournament but he can't forgive you for hanging out with older male students. Hermione it's definitely not OK."

Hermione let out a breath, before breathing deep again, "Ginny, if I let Ron get to me when he annoys me, we never would have become friends in the first place. It's fine, he'll come around eventually."

"Oh Hermione," Ginny said squeezing Hermione's hand, "you poor deluded child."

Hermione laughed, before turning back to where Harry and Ron were standing. Harry was looking at her as if he'd never seen her before, "Something wrong?" she asked.

"No," Harry said quickly, "No, everything is fine, lets go get something to eat I'm starved."

So that was what they did, they went to lunch, after which the group went their separate ways. Hermione, Ginny and Neville went to the library, Harry and Ron went to the common room. Fred, George and Lee went to work on experiments for the Twins business.

Harry and Ron ended up playing a game of chess, "Are you sure you're not jealous Ron?"

"What?" Ron scoffed taking one of Harry's pawns, "Why would I be jealous?"

"Your brothers, Cedric and Viktor have been taking up most of Hermione's free time," Harry said taking Ron's Knight, "but then you've been ignoring her a lot. You've been rather mean to her you know."

"It's just that she's my friend, not theirs," Ron said taking Harry's Bishop, "I don't get why a bunch of 6th years would want to hang around our Hermione for."

"Perhaps they see something you don't," Harry said, "I don't see it either, but she was there for me. She helped me learn the spell to summon my broom. I couldn't have done it without her. So I don't understand why your being mean to her. Do you like her?"

"Of course I like her Harry she's my friend," Ron said with out thinking.

"No I mean like her, like her. Like as a girlfriend?"

Ron sat and thought about it for a minute or two. Did he like her as more than a friend? No not really, she was a great friend, always did things that were good for everyone. She'd turned the broom in that Harry had received as a gift last year to McGonagall for testing for tampering, because she didn't want Harry to get hurt. Harry and him had been furious with her; but Dumbledore had made them see light by the end. She had done it because it was the right and safe thing to do, not because she wanted to hurt Harry, or his chances of winning at Quidditch. She was the epitome of a best friend. Her name should be in the dictionary next to True Friend.

"No," Ron said, "I don't like her as more than a friend. She's great don't get me wrong, I just like someone a little more girly is all. Plus her bossiness would be very annoying for being a boyfriend. We've nothing in common either, besides you Harry."

"I just wanted to make sure," Harry said, "but really you should get over her spending time with your brothers already, I doubt she'd stop now if you tied her up and shipped her to Africa."

"I'll try to get over her spending so much time with Fred and George," Ron said, "when are you going to tell me the secret you've been keeping from me?"

"It's not my secret to tell," Harry said, "you weren't talking to Hermione when she got her news, and she didn't want to give you another reason to yell at her."

"Is it bad?" Ron asked.

"It's life altering," Harry said finishing the conversation. However only giving Ron the tiniest of details didn't do anything for his curiosity. Whatever it was that they weren't telling him, must be important if they didn't know how he was going to act when told.

I guess I could just wait patiently for them to tell me, Ron thought, will she ever be able to trust me again though? And that was the question wasn't it, would she be able to trust him enough to tell him her secrets?

…

Meanwhile Hermione had disappeared to the library, Ginny knew this because she wasn't in the Gryffindor common room nor was she in her dorm room. So thus she must be in the library, probably with one of her suitors. Who would have ever thought that Hermione Granger, or Lupin rather would have more than one suitor, that wasn't her brother Ron Weasley. But Ron couldn't see her the way that she and some of the other students could.

Ginny wondered if she would have any suitors in her later years. Would Neville try to court her? Suddenly she hoped that he would, she liked Neville a lot. She couldn't help but wonder if he would kiss her.

Blushing at her thoughts she got out the Muggle book she'd been reading that Hermione had lent her. 'Alice's Adventures in Wonderland'. Hermione had told her that there was a film that was based off the book. Hermione had promised to find a way for her family to watch it even if it meant coming over for a movie night during the summer.

She was reading chapter five 'Advice from a Caterpillar' somehow she imagined Professor Snape as the Caterpillar Absalom. She made a mental note to mention it to Hermione later. Perhaps they could convince him to read the chapter sometime for experimental sake. With a laugh she went back to her book, silently shaking her head at the absolute nonsense of the story. How interesting it would be, to go to a nonsensical world like that, where nothing made sense.

…

Hermione sat in her corner of the library, she wasn't doing homework she was writing a letter to her father about the tournament. Not leaving out a single detail, she put in how each of the contestants outsmarted their dragon to various degrees, but Harry was the only one who thought of using a broom. She mentioned how she thought that someone was out to hurt Harry, and that although he did very well in the first task. She didn't think that he would have been able to do it without help from someone. She went on to say that someone older gave him the idea to summon the broom, before he came to her asking for her help. Help that she was more than willing to give.

She hoped that the next task wasn't as grilling, that it wouldn't be as difficult, although she somehow doubted it. Still she would give him any help he asked for when he asked for it.

She went on to say that she missed him and hoped to see him around Christmas.

When she finished her letter, she left the library, not knowing that she was being followed. She sung a song in her mind, while humming along to it aloud. She couldn't help but smile as she said the last few words. 'Off with their head.' Even though the prank was over, she couldn't manage to get the song out of her head, which lead to her humming 'A Very Happy UN-birthday to you'.

She attached her letter to one of the school owls, when upon turning around she ran smack dab into Cedric.

She jumped a little holding her hand to her chest while trying to catch her breath. "You scared me," she said breathlessly.

"My apologies," he said pulling her into a hug, "that wasn't my intention."

"And what pray tell was you intention?" she asked curiously looking up into his face.

"Just this," he said leaning down and capturing her lips with his in a chaste kiss.

"Mm," she hummed as he pulled away, "that was lovely, if not a little short."

"I'm trying to behave," Cedric said beathily. "as much as I would like to kiss you senseless. If one of the Professors caught us and it got back to Professor Snape. I've grown rather attached to my face."

"So have I," she said snuggling deeper into his arms. After a few moments of hugging in the Owlery, Hermione reluctantly pulled away from him. She grabbed his hand as they walked down from the Owlery.

"Would you like to take a walk?" Cedric asked when they reached the bottom.

"I'd love to," Hermione said gripping his hand.

…

Meanwhile the Slytherin three were sitting in their common room, when their head of house delivered Draco a piece of mail. It was a letter from his father.

"Why is it coming now?" Draco asked his Godfather.

"I'm not sure," Professor Snape said, "it looks important though. You better read it quickly."

Draco looked at the impatient look on his Godfather's face, before carefully breaking the seal on the letter.

He skimmed over it before handing it off to Professor Snape. Draco stood and proceeded to pace the common room, wringing his hands together like a nervous female.

Professor Snape noticed his Godsons discomfort and looked down at the letter.

Draco,

I've waited impatiently for news of Miss Granger. As you've yet to update me on the girl I will have to take matters into my own hands to receive updates.

I know you don't care for the girl so I don't understand you hesitance to forward updates. Can you not see the disservice your actions have paid me? The inconvenience of your actions will be paid back tenfold upon your return home during the Yuletide holidays.

Your Father,

Lucius Malfoy

Several questions rang through Snape's mind after reading the letter. The main one being, what punishment would his father place on Draco for not following orders? Severus wondered how he could save his godson from the anger of his father.

"It seems you have one to two options Draco," Severus said, "you can comply with your fathers demands and give him an update on the girl or I can act on your behalf and make up an excuse for you to stay over the holidays."

Draco shuttered at the idea of punishment at his fathers hand, which usually included a curse or a caning. "What do you think?" Draco asked.

"You'll have to face your fathers wrath sooner or later," Severus said, "all I you can really do is delay it for a while."

"Would you really act on my behalf?" Draco asked suddenly feeling like a scared child. He didn't want to hand Granger over to his father, because he would ruin her. He would more than ruin her, when his father finished her, she would be but a shell of herself. And no matter how much he disliked the girl he wouldn't put her through that. His mother was much the same, she was a quiet woman, the emptiness showed in her eyes when his father was around. Though she was gentle and caring, she didn't kick up much fuss when his father demanded something or either of them.

Draco shuttered again as he came out of his thoughts, "Yes Draco," his godfather said, "I would act on your behalf. I must go now, I sense someone getting into trouble and I must go assign detentions."

Draco smirked at his head of house. Professor Snape was wearing a devious smirk as he turned and exited the Slytherin common room, robes billowing behind him in all his glory.

Theo stepped forward picking up the letter that lay forgotten on the floor. He glanced over it, before handing it back to Draco, "Here," Theo said.

Draco didn't want to take the letter, but ripped it quickly from Theo's hands before shoving it in he robe pocket like it had burned his skin.

"What does it mean," Theo asked unable to withhold his curiosity any longer.

"It means what you think it means," Draco said shaking his head in disgust.

"So you were serious about that," Blaise said standing from the chair he was sitting in to stand beside his two allies.

"What are you going to do?" Theo asked sensing Draco's unease.

"Nothing..." Draco said with a heavy sigh, "We do nothing..."

…

Severus walked down the hall, robes billowing behind him, as he walked towards the Headmaster's office. Muttering the pass word nearly under his breath he walked up the narrow, spiral staircase and knocked on Dumbledore's office door.

"Enter," he heard him call through the thick door. Upon entering he was surprised to see not only Professor McGonagall but Remus Lupin.

"Am I intruding on something?" Severus asked irritated.

"No Severus," Dumbledore said, "We were just waiting for you."

"You knew I was headed your way?" Severus asked confused. After 10 years of teaching he still couldn't get over how Dumbledore seemed to know all the things that happened in the castle.

"Of course dear boy," Albus said, "there isn't much that can get past me these days. Now you wanted to talk about something?"

"Yes, but I'm not sure that Mr. Lupin or Professor McGonagall need to hear what I've to say," Severus said in an unsatisfied bored tone.

"I assure you that if it involves one of the students that Minerva has a right to know, as I would undoubtedly tell her in either case. So you might as well Spill as the students say these days."

"And how is Mr. Lupin's presence warranted here?" Severus asked.

"If what you wished to tell me about involves what I think it is you wish to discuss, then he has every right to be present," Dumbledore said. When Severus nodded, Dumbledore continued, "Now Severus, why don't you have a seat, and we'll get down to business."

"The Headmaster is a comedian," Severus said snootily.

"A Muggle Comedian at that," Remus said dryly.

"Alright," Severus said stiffly, "lets get down to business. Mr. Malfoy received a letter from his father just a while ago, threatening to punish him over the coming holidays if he didn't forward the information on Miss Granger like he asked him to. He also went on to say that he would get information another way. I'm worried not only for your daughter Remus but for my godson as well."

Remus sighed pinching the bridge of his nose, taking deep breaths. He knew there would be problems eventually; but he hadn't imagined that she would be in danger so quickly. Not that she could help it, this all started before anyone even knew she was what and who she is. "What do you propose we do?" Remus asked.

"After some prompting and some promising, I prompted Draco to allow me to handle matters for him. I also told him that I would come up with some sort of excuse for him to stay in the castle with me over Yuletide."

"Your excuse won't be necessary, Severus," Dumbledore said, "Were to have a Yule Ball this year, and students will be remaining here during the holidays. There will be an array of activities planned so that they are kept busy and not thinking about home and their studies.

As for what you plan to tell his father, I hope that it's nothing forth telling of the girls heritage. That must remain a secret for as long as possible."

"Of course I wouldn't betray that," Severus said, "I was just going to send him some progress on the girl, nothing forth telling. Nothing that the general public can't see for themselves. You think I would harm the girl, she is like my own daughter."

"I am not accusing you dear boy," Albus said, "I'm just looking out for her best interests."

"And her best interests would be to look badly to Lucius Malfoy, so he'll stop obsessing over her," Remus said. "It's easier said than done I'm afraid. Once it becomes know that she's mine and her mothers daughter, it might be impossible to stop him."

"What would Voldemort do?" Albus asked sullenly.

"If he couldn't use the girl he would most likely kill her," Severus said, "at least then she would be safer than she is now."

"For now keep a close eye on the girl when she's off the grounds," Albus said, "she should be accompanied at all times, when she's in Hogsmeade. Severus I trust you to handle Lucius the best you can. And keep me updated if you will. As none of us have dealt with anything like this before it's best to keep a level head."

"Remus, I've had word that your daughter is to have detention with Severus tonight at 8 promptly after dinner, perhaps you would like to spend a few moments with your daughter this evening away from prying eyes?"

"I would like that Sir," Remus said, "If you don't mind that is Severus?"

"No I don't mind," Severus said, "I'll let you have the first few minutes, and then you can use the floo in my office to head off to your home."

"Thank you," Remus said.

…

Dinner started with a bang, quite literally as Fred, George, and Lee fell through the doors when trying to enter the Great hall. Everyone laughed as the three entered, looking sheepish at their mishap.

"What are you guys up to this time?" Ron asked.

"Nothing," the three of them said at the same time.

After a moment or two. Hermione walked in accompanied by Viktor Krum, Cedric following closely behind.

"Nice entrance boys," Hermione said in a happy tone.

"Thanks," the tree boys said together.

She shook her head silently, turning her head to watch as the Headmaster stood to speak a few words, "Just a few words before we eat this glorious feast, I want to thank everyone of you for supporting our champions today. It was marvelous was it not?" he asked.

Students from every house yelled and clapped, before Dumbledore raised his hands to silence everyone before continuing. "I am also proud to announce, that this year we will hold the first ever, Hogwarts Wizarding Chess Championship games. It was brought to my attention by someone that some students felt left out, and that this might be a nice way for our champions to attain some much needed silence and concentration from adoring fans," he said pausing for effect, as some students laughed.

"So in two weeks on Friday December the 7th we will be holding the first part of the competition. Classes will be cut short and the three day championships will start after lunch. This will continue on to Sunday after noon where the final 2 competitors will be chosen. Students of any age, in any house, including those students from our visiting schools may enter. Even if you can't play you are encouraged to join in the fun and support your friends."

"In other news, this year we will be hosting a Yule Dinner, followed by a ball. Only those 3rd years and above may attend. You are encouraged to find a partner to accompany you. Champions you will be opening the dance with a waltz, so please choose your dance partner wisely. That is all, now I've only two more words," he said as the students picked up their forks eagerly, "Dig In."

…

After the feast came to conclusion Hermione walked briskly towards Professor Snape's class room for her detention. Knocking on the door, she opened it slightly before peaking around the door. When she entered she was surprised to see her father instead of Professor Snape.

"Dad," she cried as she hugged him, "I just sent you a letter this afternoon, did you get it?"

"Yes," he said holding her tighter, "how are things between you and Ron? Have they gotten any better?"

"Not really," Hermione said, "he still thinks that his brothers are just using me. You think that since they're his brothers he would know them better than that. How can he treat me like a child?"

"Perhaps he's looking out for you like he would his little sister, whose boyfriends are older and might want different things than what a younger boy might want?"

"You think that's it?" Hermione asked with a small voice, hiding her face in her fathers chest.

"I think that might be all it is sweating," Remus said kissing the top of his daughters head.

"I know we've only been father and daughter for a couple of months, but I love you very much, daddy," she said.

"I love you to dear," he said pulling away. "I have to get back, and you've detention for pranking the entire Gryffindor house. Your uncle will be proud when I tell him."

Hermione laughed, "Do I live up the the Marauders standards?"

"Yes, daughter you do," Remus said with a smile before walking into Severus's office to floo home.

Hermione turned from where her father had been and looked at the door to the classroom. Soon after Professor Snape entered greeting her.

Sitting behind his desk, he beckoned her forward before pulling a butter beer from his robes and handing it to her. "I believe you deserve this."

"Thank you sir," Hermione said sitting down at one of the desks, before opening her butter beer.

The rest of the hour was spent in silence before professor Snape dismissed her to return to her dorm, but not before threatening her with a longer detention should she decide to act out again.

"And by act out you mean Pranks?" she asked.

"Yes," Severus said, "that still includes kissing boys in the library or any other part of the castle."

"Yes, Uncle Severus," she said snarkily as she opened the door to leave.

"Cheeky brat," he said as the door slipped close. "Katharine you really are missing out on a lot, it should be you here keeping an eye on her instead of me."

he sat in silence a bit longer before he too headed to his chambers. He couldn't retire to bed yet, he needed to write his 'Friend' a letter.

Dear friend,

It has come to my attention through no fault of your own that you are seeking information about one Miss Granger.

Though I've no idea why you would be interested in her as she is a Swotty Know-it-all Brat, doesn't let any of the other kids answer in class including your son, whom you should be easier on, he can't help it that his rival is a ravenous pig when it comes to knowledge. She's really not worth your time and energy, not to mention UNDER-AGE.

My friend I implore you to stop this nonsense before someone other than your son gets hurt because of your actions. What would our Lord and Master think of you lusting after such a young impure being?

Your friend,

Severus

Reading over the note a second time, he sealed it and headed off towards the Owlery, to send off the letter with is owl. It was to bad that he had to trek halfway across the castle to get to it.

A/N: Well what do you think? Was it eventful enough for you? Probably not right... well the next chapter should be a little bet more telling, or eventful rather. I'm sorry it took me so long to get this chapter up. I've had other ideas pop into my head, and I've been trying to combat them, beating them back with the proverbial bat so to speak. I was three pages into it this morning when I decided to sit down and pound the words out. This chapter is longer than I intended it to be. I was going to end it with Draco in the Slytherin common room, but I wanted to finish this day out so I just went with where ever the flow took me.

What about my letters were they Slytherin enough? I'm a sneak in real life or at least I was when I was in high school. I've kids now so I'm not quite so crafty, or rather there really isn't any need to be crafty. I've no overlord looking over my shoulder at all times of the night and day. And I mean that exactly how it sounds. My 'father' kept a strict eye on me at all times so he could 'catch' me when I was out of line. Anyway... enough of that.

Please tell me what you think. I love your Reviews. They mean a lot to me.

P.S. I don't own Harry Potter, nor will I endeavour to make any profit from this writing. It's strictly for your amusement and for mine because I enjoy writing it.