A/N: Someone please Review? Maybe after this chapter someone will. heh, heh, heh. Actually, I think I'll let you reviewers decide who the pairings will be. I just want some more reviews! And someone to tell me how to Bold and Italicize!

As the train made it's push to Hogwarts, Hermione and Ginny sat together with Luna Lovegood. Before they went, when Harry and Ron asked where they were going, their only reply was "Girl stuff. . ." The two shrugged and let them on their way. When Hermione and Ginny got to the compartment that Luna was in, they found the white haired guy they had meet a while back, sleeping, with light breaths, and a semi-sullen look in his face. Ginny waved her hand infront of his face, to see if he was awake, but no go. Hermione suddenly interjected. . . "Ok Luna, Ginny tells me you've got some type of really powerful love potion. . ."

Luna grinned at Hermione, shook her hair back a little, then tied it into a ponytail. She flicked it around her shoulder, then put her hands in her pockets, rummaging somewhat for a few minutes, then pulling out a ruffled piece of paper. Luna opened it and read. . .

"Hmm. . . Yes. . . Yes. . .yes! This is just what I've been looking for!"

Ginny jumped and exclaimed excitedly "The recipe for the potion!"

Luna only smiled "Nope, my shopping list!"

Hermione slapped her forehead and interjected yet a again, through her teeth, "Could you just tell us the potion. . .?"

Luna nodded and pulled another piece of paper then handed it to Ginny. "This potion isn't really named, but some people all it "Paradise Punch", because of it's mix of ingredients."

Hermione looked over Ginny's shoulder, somewhat aghast when she read the ingredients. . . "A teaspoon of Lemon Juice? A shake of Everything nice? A teaspoon of Lime Juice? The skin of an silver apple, cored by a full moon? A hair of a Veela.? Luna, these are all ingredients in the Student Potion Storerooms. . . heck, I think I have them with me right now. . ."

Luna nodded "Trust me Hermione, look at the last ingredient and the directions. . ."

Although "Trust me Hermione" was the last thing Hermione could do at the moment with Luna, she read on.

"take a single hair of your hair and drop it in a vial of the potion. It will turn red, orange, or pink. Put three drops into any liquid substance you're sure the person will drink. The second they look at you, they'll have a burning desire of you, and you alone. . . Are you serious. . .? What does it all mean. . .?"

Luna's head cocked with an eyebrow and a still-grin. "I thought you were a Perfect and really smart! It means a. . . well. . ."

Luna blushed a bit.

"A Hormone rush. Instincts. The moment the boy. . . the person more like it. . . looks at you, he'll just want you. It'll be a bit o' torture in him. . . Kiss him, and he'll be yours. . . Of course, after going to sleep, they might forget anything that happened. That's a bit of a chance. Usually, they think it was all a dream. It works out pretty well. . ."

Hermione nodded. She was going to use it. They made it quick with a hurried pace. Two vials finished quick. They both dropped a single hair into the conoctions. Hermione's vial turned a loving pink, as Ginny's turned red. They both nodded, thanked Luna, and got their stuff ready, first putting on their Hogwarts Robs.

As The Hogwarts Express started pulling into the school, she swore, by tonight, she would get hers, and Harry. A bit of a giggle formed from her, in a mischievous manner. . . Ginny however, wasn't going to use the potion quite yet. . . As they got off of the train, and onto the carriages, Cori's eyes opened. . . He swore what he heard was a dream. . . and walked away to join the carriages and Great Feast.

As all the students took their seats, The Sorting done, and the new 1st years sorted, Dumbledore stood up. His blue wizard cap and bright blue robes were a nice sight to see, as his half-moon spectacles looked at all the students. He only had one announcement. . .

"This year, we have two new Defense In Dark Arts teachers, who would be students, but passed their N.E.W.T.'s, easily. May I present to you. . ."

Cori and Vyse stood up from the other end of the Slytherin Table. . . The walked up to join other teachers, but did not sit down yet.

"Vyse Richards, and Cori Thomas. . ."

There was less scattered applause then all the years put together. . . Half of the Slytherins sat somewhat defiantly, especially Malfoy, who looked at Vyse and Cori with the look of "Traitor". He shook his head and tried to ignored them. For obvious reasons, this caused a bit more applause from the other three houses. Cori and Vyse took their seats. . . as Dumbledore spook. . .

"And now. . . Tuck In."

As soon as the golden plates and rows of tables filled with layers of food, the entire Hall became social. Hermione looked a few seats away at Ginny, then gave a thumbs up. Harry was talking to Ron about this year's prospects of Quidditch. She grinned a suspicious grin. Ginny suddenly dropped her books, to which both Harry and Ron said "I'll get it." Hermione looked around quickly, pulled out the newly concocted potion, and left a few drops into Harry's goblet of Pumpkin Juice. As Harry took a sip from getting up after handing Ginny her books, his eyes widened a little. He took a sharp breath of intake, and said. . . "I think I'm done with dinner, I think I'll go to the Common Room a little early. . ." he started walking away as Ron watched and said. . . "What's with him. . .?" Ginny and Hermione only shrugged, but one person was watching, and shook his head, then ate his pork chops and mashed potatoes. . .

Harry got close to the Common Room, as he heard students filling in. His mind. . . felt like it was not it's on. Suddenly. . .he thought of her. . . of Hermione. . . He thought of those soft, light pink lips. Her brown hair. Even ruffly, it sooted her well. Such a beautiful mind. . . she was a genius.

"And gods was she hot. . ." he added in afterthought. He couldn't think of why he was saying this, but. . . he wanted her. . . he wanted her in every way possible. . . ravage her a thousand ways, but keep her mind. . . such a beautiful mind and a sexy girl. . . he suddenly felt a crease in his pants. . . a hard crease. He felt a little sweaty. . . and he looked around. . . a hard look around. . .and found, the Room Of Requirement. He walked inside, and then locked it. It took the form of a calm fluffy bed. Exactly what he needed. A Good Night's rest. He took off his glasses and went to lie down. . . when he heard a CRACK! He looked behind him. . . it was that goddess of his dreams. . . "Wait! No," he thought hard to himself. . . "This isn't right. She's my friend." But it seemed as if Hermione didn't seem to know that anymore. . . he walked backwards awkwardly, and feel, sitting on the bed, but she was still coming. His breath was still. . . She looked in his emerald-like green eyes. She looked around the room. Not bad. A fireplace, a big fluffy bed.

She smiled. . . a sweet, gentle smile. . . and he gulped. . . he felt very condensed, like something was crushing him. . .but all he could see was the beauty before him. She reached over with a warm hand. . . touched his lips silently, then touched a cheek. . .

"Do you want me Harry. . .?'

"Ye-Ye-yes. . . Oh god I do. . . I do. . ."

And suddenly she reached in to the nervous Boy-Who-Lived, and their lips touched. A slight explosion went off in his mind. At first, his body was frozen, like he was left in a block of ice, cool, chilly ice left in the middle of nowhere. A glacier. Yet his mouth slowly opened, as did hers. His arms wrapped around her, one arm around her back, another against her hip. Their tongues did a tango, a devilish dance, rocky breathing all around. It seemed like an eternity as they kissed by the light of the fire. He took off his robes, pushing against it while still wrestling his tongue against hers, then left her eager tongue, kissing her neck, sucking the flesh against it as his