That morning at breakfast, when Draco wasn't looking, Leo hissed to Marisa, "Hey, I had a dream about you."
"What?" asked Marisa.
"We were adults and we were… flirting but you were married to someone else and you had this golden monkey…"
Marisa gasped. "I don't know what you're talking about, but I have this really strange feeling like I know what happened… I don't, of course, but…"
Leo nodded. "I know what you mean. It just felt so realistic I could have sworn it actually happened."
He grabbed a slice of toast and began to butter it. Draco was looking at him quite oddly, so he said quickly, "Hey, Theo, what classes have we got today?"
"Herbology," said Theo, giving his friend a meaningful look. "With the Ravenclaws."
"We'll have to be on good form to get any points then. You're the expert, we're relying on you!"
"Oh, come on," said Draco lazily, "since Potter lost those points it's been no contest!"
"Ravenclaw aren't that far behind," Leo said, "we should be careful."
"We've got Professor Snape on our side. Even if he does give most of the points to a…" he paused meaningfully, glaring at Marisa, "…muggle-born."
"He gives me the points because I deserve them!" said Marisa hotly.
Leo smiled, relieved that he had managed to resist the temptation to defend her. She was quite capable of defending herself.
She shot him a look and said "Could you pass the orange juice, please?"
Leo grabbed the heavy jug and carefully passed it over to her.
Just then Tracey Davis rushed into the room and plonked herself down next to Leo. "Hey," she said, "sorry, I overslept."
Daphne rolled her eyes. "You always oversleep, Tracey! Someone should get you an alarm clock!"
"I asked Pansy to wake me up," Tracey protested, "it's not my fault that she forgot!"
"It is," Leo remarked, "because you know how unreliable Pansy is."
"Hey!" said Pansy. "Take that back!"
"I will not," said Leo. "It's true."
Theo snorted. "Just because it's true, Leo, doesn't mean you have to say it. Would you… would you tell Professor Snape his hair is greasy to his face?"
"Yes, if he asked."
"And do you think you'd get detention if you did that?"
"If I did then I would know that Professor Snape is a hypocrite. He wanted an honest answer and I gave him one."
"Why are you calling me a hypocrite?"
Leo glanced up to see Professor Snape himself staring at him. "We were speaking hypothetically," he explained quickly.
Professor Snape made a non-committal murmur and walked over to the staff table.
"You see!" said Theo triumphantly.
"I won't deny that Professor Snape is a hypocrite, but that's not the question he asked." He shoved the last bite of toast into his mouth. "Right, I'd better go. Library calls." He got to his feet, grabbed his bag and walked out, ignoring Draco, who was calling him a workaholic.