The day went slow…this time, everyone that sat in the Gryffindor common room decided to play a game of Truth or Dare. People were asking Hermione what happened after Snape had wanted to talk with her. , so it didn't surprise her when she chose Truth, the question she received was:

"What happened when Snape wanted to talk with you?"

"Nothing." Hermione answered. Her hands were shaking, so she sat on them and hoped Harry or Ron didn't notice.

"Come on, Hermione, what happened?" The crowed urged on. Hermione could have cursed Harry and Ron right there for telling the rest of the Gryffindors what happened after they got back from their short game.

"I answered, Ron, it's your turn, truth or da--"

"It was only a one word answer." A voice said behind her. She looked behind her and saw Draco standing by the doorway.

"So."

"So, that's not allowed." Hermione grunted. Draco came in and sat down in the circle, a few Gryffindors squirmed, uncomfortable that a Slytherin had joined them. Or maybe it was just the fact that he was Draco Malfoy.

"Well, what's your answer?"

"Nothing, that's my answer."

"It's not a good enough answer." Hermione sighed and looked back at Harry. He just shrugged and looked at Draco.

"Fine then…I change my choice." The crowd gasped, Draco smiled evilly.

"I-I choose Dare." Parvati Patil grabbed Hermione's arm.

"Oh, Hermione…I don't think that's allowed."

"That's gonna have to change." Draco said. Parvati shrunk back to her place on the floor. There was a few minuets of silence before Draco spoke again.

"What are you waiting for? Someone tell her a dare!" People started huddling together and soon, Harry turned towards Hermione. He smiled before he spoke and held out a pair of small scissors.

"Take these." Harry ordered. Hermione grabbed them, not caring about showing her shaking hand.

"We dare you to get a lock of Snape's hair." Hermione almost choked at Harry's words. Cut Snape's hair?!? He was going to freak, if not expel her right there on the spot! She took in a breath of air and refused the urge to hand the scissors back and call the game off because she knew they wouldn't let her quit.

After talking Harry into letting her borrow his invisibility cloak, she was on her way. She was shaking on her way down to the dungeons. She didn't know why. Snape was quite friendly with her the night before, so maybe he could help her out, but yet he was her potions professor. He had to power to turn her into an ant and step on her if he wanted. Slowly she turned the corner that led to Snape's quarters. With shaking hands she held her wand up and whispered, "Alohamora." A soft click was herd and she opened the door, wishing it not to squeak. To her surprise, it opened smoothly and she stuck her head inside. She found his bed, but there wasn't any sign of Snape sleeping in it. Hermione thought before going any further into the room. 'Why was it so easy to get in?' She took a step backward and squinted her eyes. 'Shouldn't he have a heavier spell over the door? A spell no student could break?' She put her hand back on the door and pushed it open a little more. She stuck her body in further and noticed a figure hunched over a desk, it's back to the door.

"I was wondering when you would come." The figure said. Hermione jumped when he spoke. Her stomach was flying again, she didn't know what to say.

"Well don't just stand there child, come in and shut the door behind you." Hermione did as she was told and when she turned around she noticed the figure had turned his chair around. Professor Snape stood up and walked over to Hermione. He looked at her hands and back into her eyes. Her beautiful, big, round, brown eyes.

"What do you have in your hand and why are you out past hours again after my warning last night?" Hermione blushed.

"Oh, these…well…you see…we were…"

"Spit it out." Snape ordered, taking a step closer to her.

"I was dared." Hermione looked at the ground. Snape held back a smile and acted shocked. He took another step forward.

"What was your dare, might I ask?" He took another step forward and Hermione looked back up to him.

"I was to…I was to…" Her heart raced as he put a hand under her chin and brushed his lips against hers.

"You were to what?" He pulled her closer. Hermione allowed the scissors to drop from her hand onto the floor.

"I was to get a lock of your hair." Snape slightly smiled as he kissed her once again. Hermione allowed herself to be gathered into his arms and smothered in one long, sensual kiss. 'Oh well,' she thought. 'There's time to finish the dare later.'