Last Dance -8 ABBA

A/N: So I watched Chamber of secrets today, Of course I saw it in the theater but I rented the DVD so that I could see the deleted scenes. I was a little upset to find that there wasn'y really any more Snape. I was at least expecting one Snape scene. They really need to use him more in the next movie. I haven't had the chance to do the extras yet, I was run off of the good television. Oh well. I'm beginning to worry about this HP Universe obsession. Do all of us have it, or am I the only person who really wants these things to be true. Sorry. On with the show.

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Hermione walked out of the common room after explaining her night to everyone at least a dozen times. She was humming "Dancing Queen" to herself when she saw a fellow disco lover walking toward her.

"Mary Hi!"

"Hi Hermione, everything alright?"

"Yeah, I have just had this Abba song going through my head all night. I can't remember the lead singers name and it is bugging me."

"There were actually no lead singers in ABBA. There were the two girls, Anni-Frid Lyngstad and Agnetha Faltskog, who traded off singing lead on a song, and occasionally, Bjorn Ulvaeus, would sing lead on a song. Hope that helps."

"It does thank you." Hermione continued on her way. 'Always good to have bits of information to impress someone with, I can't wait to use that on Snape. I'm sure he doesn't know enough about the music to even know what instruments there are.' Hermione had a mental image of Snape in all his dark glory, laying on his bed blowing bubbles with his gum while he mooned over some singer on a record sleeve. She shook her head to clear it when Snapes clothes began changing into a teeny bopper outfit.

"Hermione wait." Harry and Ron were coming up behind her. "Where you going?"

"Dinner, I'm hungry. I haven't eaten since dinner yesterday remember."

"We just thought we would go with you. So you don't have to be alone."

"Thanks, I guess."

Hermione walked into the great hall and received a standing ovation from the Slytherin table. Draco even through in a few loud whistles just for fun. Obviously news had traveled fast and everyone had their own idea of what happened. 'Great, well I always wanted a reputation, I guess I got one now.'

Snape sat looking down on the Granger girl reveling in the fact that she was getting her just desserts for trying to humiliate him. 'Actually she didn't try at all.' The voice in his head argued. 'She would have if I hadn't stopped her.' 'You really don't think she is scared of you? She hasn't been scared of you in years.' 'Yeah since she knocked me out in the shrieking shack.' Snape sat back in the chair and frowned at his food. His reveling was short lived, he wanted to talk to her and that would be more difficult now because everyone had some kind of idea that the two of them were up to something. 'I'll give her detention, no that's to obvious. I'm such a fool, I'll just send her an owl.' His problem was settled. He leaned forward and tucked into his now cooling dinner.



Hermione was beginning to give up on the truth. She was composing elaborate tales of debauchery to feed to people who kept bugging her. The more unbelievable she made it the more they loved it. The gryffindor table had gotten the true, almost, story. The Hufflepuffs heard about a panty raid and drunken striptease. The Ravenclaws got the kidnaped bondage fantasy. Of course the Slytherins would never come to her to ask, so they had their own ideas, which she was sure were more immoral than hers could ever be. She wanted to talk to Snape, apologize and see if he was serious about the skating thing. 'I wouldn't mind, of course my work load is pretty busy right now. I'm sure I could fit in some practice time somewhere. I'll owl him and see if he is interested.'



Two people walked into and owlery. They were surprised to see the other and a little embarrassed. Dumbledore watched in his orb as the two awkward people handed each other letters and opened them. He only wished the security orbs had sound. They were opening their letters and reading them. The girl looked pleased the man looked like he always did, like there was a stick up his bum. They spoke for a second agreed to something and then walked away. Dumbledore was a little disappointed. He knew of course that they wouldn't fall into each others arms instantly but it did seem that the two of them would see what everyone else assumed. He smiled to himself. Some of his little schemes were so Slytherin. He didn't know what he would do if Hermione ever found out about the Rand-Mcnally charm he put on her last night.





A/N: My ex-husband always said that if you had to explain a joke then it wasn't any good. Well fuck him, (No literally feel free, everyone else has) I'm going to explain it for those people who don't know what Rand-Mcnally is. Rand-Mcnally is a map maker company that makes pretty much all the maps in America. In my opinion, they get you more lost than they help. So that was my attempt at a little joke. Anyway, think I'm bitter?