Author notes: This one takes a while to get to the point but yeah... get over it.
After his short fly, Severus re-entered the castle through the great oak entrance doors.
"Severus?" Hermione said, walking out of the great hall, the top buttons of her blouse undone to show her cleavage off quite nicely.
"Hermione, just the person I was looking for," Severus said suggestively.
Hermione chuckled, "How about we go to my chamber and…discuss the next few lessons in that text-book."
"If that's what you want to call it…" Severus began; he was, however, cut off by a loud scream coming from Horace Slughorn, who was in the process of falling down a ten story stairwell. He hit the ground and died on impact.
"Weird, I think it and it happens," Severus said, "Shall we go?"
"Avada Kedavra!" The scream came from the kitchen, in a burst of emerald light, Justin Finch-Fletchley came flying through the doors and smashed into a wall.
"Have I died and gone to heaven?" Severus asked.
"Not likely," Hermione said, "if you had, I'd be an M-cup."
Severus laughed.
Suddenly, someone burst out of the Great Hall, "Engorgio!" they yelled before running off. Hermione's breasts enlarged to an M-cup.
"Damn you Dennis Creevy!" She screamed at the fleeing boy, "Detention!"
"And fifty points to Gryffindor!" Severus added.
"Don't you mean from Gryffindor?" Hermione asked.
"I've made my decision."
"Well," Hermione said, pushing her breasts together, "do you think we could have another fifty points?"
"Take five hundred," Severus said, transfixed.
"I could get used to this," Hermione said, "lets go."
Severus and Hermione rounded a corner into the next corridor, they heard a squeak. They looked down to see Professor Flitwick dressed like Dumbledore was in chapter 5.
Flitwick blew a kiss to Severus, winked, licked his finger and ran it down his body, making a hissing noise.
Severus ran up and kicked the creepy little goblin-thing, sending him flying through the window at the end of the hall.
"Have you ever thought of playing football?" Hermione asked shocked, "seriously, you could make Manchester United."