~*~In the Potions Lab~*~
"Hermione." Severus said, looking at the angel across the streaming cauldron from him.
"Yes?" She said, her curly hair escaping her braid and falling in her eyes.
"Have I told you lately that you're the one I want to spent all of eternity and all the eternities after that with?"
"Well, there was this morning..." Severus laughed and leaned over the cauldron to kiss her forehead lightly. Hermione went weak in the knees and then winked at him cheekily.
"Dearest, the cauldron is going to boil over again if we get started at this once more," Hermione said softly.
"And would that be so bad? It's just Dumbledore's Veritasium."
Hermione smacked him lightly, "Just Dumbledore's Veritasium? Oh your too much. If you promise to be good and get tonight's work finished..." she let the proposition hang, tantalizing him with another wink.
"What ever you say, my love." Severus said as Hermione led him out the door and towards her chambers.
"The Veritasium has to sit for an hour anyway." Hermione whispered.
~*~In the Head Boy and Girl's Common Room~*~
"Draco Malfoy, you are a horrible git!" Ginny laughed.
"Even when I do this?" he asked huskily, exploring the edges of her ear with his tongue.
Ginny and Draco were sprawled comfortably across the soft white carpet in front of the couch in the Head Boy and Girl common room while Draco kissed down Ginny's neck as she raked her nails across his bare back producing pale pink lines on his alabaster skin.
"So Ginny, " Draco asked between kisses, "Did you do your Potion's homework?" His tongue dove into her mouth, sweeping the insides of her cheeks and suggesting different things.
"No, I was going to wait for Hermione to help me with the last- ouch, Draco, paragraph when she gets back," She gasped when they came up for air.
Draco's hand found it's way in her shirt and began fiddling with her bra strap.
"Oh, Gods, Sev, do that again!" Hermione cried as they stumbled into the common room.
"You taste like peaches, Hermione." he replied, biting lightly on her neck. Ginny and Draco hurried to look over the couch. What they saw was Hermione with her skirt riding up and Snape holding one of her thighs up and him ravaging her neck. Her wild chocolate hair was hanging in tendrils and Severus grabbed some and crushed it to her head.
"Bloody Hell!" Draco yelled, standing up, not bothering to button his pants. Ginny stood up as well, yanking her jeans over her hips, but forgetting about her t-shirt.
Hermione's face went white, and then flushed. Severus's shoulders tensed, and he gently released her leg and hair. Suddenly, without even turning, he bolted from the room, slaming the portrait as he left.
Ginny stared at her friend, who had been completely dishelved by non other than her potion's master, Severus Snape. Hermione crumbled to the floor, bawling for no apparent reason. Ginny, not knowing what to do, looked from Draco to Hermione and said the one thing she could think of.
"So, I guess we know why you've been spending so much time with extra Potions studies." With that she bolted up to her room, shutting the door.
Draco sank onto the sofa, his laughter first starting as a giggle, and then blowing into full hysterics. Hermione just sobbed.
"Oh fuck off Ferret Boy!"
"Oh come off it Hermione, that was one of the funniest things I've seen in a while. You should have seen your face."
"Oh Gods, he'll never speak to me again. I'll bet he's so embarassed."
"Hermione, really!"
They both turned toward Ginny's door as she stuck her head out, her face beet red. "No... no one's dead yet?"
"No Ginny," Draco and Hermione chorused.
"But I think I was close," Draco said.
"But really Hermione, I have to ask... when?"
Ten minutes later, the three of them were sitting about the fire, talking about their individual relationships. The girls were in their pajamas and Draco still hadn't replaced his shirt, not that either girl really minded, considering he had gotten quite buff over the summer.
"So when did you and Snape start.. Well... you know?" Draco asked.
"Since after the trip to muggle New York. You know, me being his apprentice and spending three solid hours a night together... you really develop quite a relationship."
"I'll say," Draco muttered under his breath as Ginny elbowed him.
"And what about you two? How's your relationship going?" Hermione asked?
"Fine, as long as Draco gets the short end of the stick," Ginny snickered.
"Severus is so giving towards me, I suppose I always get the long end," Hermione said, oblivious to the innuendos.
Ginny, after over an hour of conversation with Draco and Hermione, realized she still needed the book Moste Potente Potions for her homework. She quickly threw a cloak over her baggy pajama bottoms and belly shirt and ran to the library. She searched the shelves until she heard an odd moaning noise in a secluded corner of the library. Thinking it was only Moaning Myrtle in need of some cheering up, she sought out the source.
Turning a few corners she came upon the one thing she had gotten enough of that night. There was Harry and Parvati, making out. Harry had Parvati's arms held above her head and the rest of her pinned against the shelves with his legs. He was kissing her fiercely and his unoccupied hand was messing with her front clasping bra. What got Ginny the most was that Harry only wore only boxers and Parvati's shirt was no where to be seen.
"Will I ever escape this insanity?" she muttered to herself as she turned quickly and walked away. Only later would she remember that Harry wore red boxers with a pattern of Golden Snitches and that Maura's bra had Harry's John Hancock scrawled across it.
Boys.
