Chapter 3 - Lovers in Trouble

He tried.

He tried again.

By 11:00, he had failed six times and was getting so tired he decided to ask Snape for some advice.

Snape was asleep.

Harry finally went to sleep in Snape's bed. (A/N: Not with him! Geez. My mind isn't that bad.)

At midnight, Snape woke up from his (not very comfortable) desk, turned around and found Harry in his bed. He wondered why, briefly, and then stole the blanket and decided to use the unmade bed in his secret passage.

At 4:00am, Ron and Hermione found themselves on the floor next to a swimming-pool sized bath, and couldn't remember a thing from the previous night.

At 5:00am, Harry woke up and found himself in Snape's bed. At first he couldn't remember anything either. Then he remembered and decided to get up. He wondered where Snape was and hoped he had found a way out. He couldn't hear his snoring, anyway. Harry searched for Snape everywhere, came to the conclusion that he had not found a way out, unless it was a secret passage, and made two cups of tea with his wand, some teabags he found and some cups, in case Snape wanted some when he appeared. Suddenly part of the wall started quivering and vanished. Snape walked through, apparently unimpressed by its invisible properties. He started when he saw Harry drinking a cup of tea. "I made you one, too, Professor!" said Harry, brightly. "I don't drink tea." grumbled Professor Snape. Harry looked puzzled. "Why were there teabags in your desk, then, sir?" Snape panicked. He hoped Harry hadn't seen the bra in there. "They weren't teabags, you idiot!" Snape yelled. He yanked open the drawer, and saw, to his horror, that the bra was missing. "They were bra cups!" Harry hurriedly spat out his mouthful of tea. "What?!" he choked "Why the fuck do you have a brown, greenish-looking bra in your drawer?!" Snape went pink. It wasn't his fault the bra was in there, it was a painful reminder of that fateful first week as a teacher here. "Never mind" he said quickly.

Meanwhile, Percy was waiting outside the prefect bathroom, now with Professor McGonagall to catch the culprit who had been singing so loudly and stayed there all night. He got a shock when Ron opened the door with his maroon jumper on back-to-front, closely followed by a giggling Hermione, who had her jeans on inside-out. Ron got a shock when he bumped straight into his older brother. His ears went pink. "Um. well. what it is, is." "Follow me, Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger!" said Professor McGonagall curtly. Ron blushed an even deeper shade of red - he hadn't noticed the strict head of Gryffindor standing there. "WHAT do you think you were doing?" shouted Professor McGonagall. "Miss Granger, I expect better of you! I was thinking of making you a prefect! Now I think I had better rethink my decision. What on earth were you doing in there all night?!" Hermione was still in a rather drunken state, and so answered, giggling, "I bet it's nothing you've not done, Professor!" Professor McGonagall swelled with anger and exploded, quite literally, in Technicolor. A lot of words came out of her mouth which even Ron hadn't heard before, and he was amazed. "Wow, Professor!" he said. "I never knew you knew so many rude things!" Professor McGonagall gritted her teeth and replied icily "It all comes, Weasley, of being a teacher and having to deal with people like YOU!!" Ron shut up at this point.

"Haaa haa! I won!" yelled Harry. "Blast it." Muttered Snape. They were having a whistling competition, to the tune of 'The Great Escape', and Snape had run out of spit. (A/N: do you need spit to whistle? Oh well. Just nod and pretend you do.) Harry thought he had probably dribbled it all away during the night. The time was now 7:00, and Harry hoped that someone would notice they were missing soon. "Professor, what time do you usually turn up for breakfast?" asked Harry, casually. Snape consulted the clock and said "well. if you're wondering what time they'll notice I'm gone I'd say we've got about half an hour left. Meanwhile, you can help me clean my office, as you were the one who slept there after all. "oh yeah." said Harry, remembering.