A/N: CaNaDiAn CuTiE1 – I was planning something like that in the future. Hermione has too many clothes on her to do that now *grin* And here is chappie 7.

Disclaimer: They are not mine, so don't sue me.

"Truth."

An evil grin appeared on Ron's face.

"Which of the male teachers is the most shag worth?"

Everyone looked to Ron not believing that what they just heard was true.

"Ronald Weasley, what in the name of Merlin are you thinking giving me such questions?!"

"Don't you like it? I think it's a very normal question," the redhead said in mock surprised tone.

"Normal question?! You call it a normal question?! Asking me such thing is normal to you?! Ronald Weasley I'm surprised at you, I never thought that you would ask me such stupid questions."

"You know, Ron, she is right. It's really a stupid question, 'cause we all know the answer," Sirius stated matter-of-factly.

"Oh yeah? I don't think either of you can read my mind."

"Maybe we can't but there is also no need to do that."

"Oh yes there is. You can't know my answer without it!"

"Yes I can."

"No you can't!"

"Yes I can."

"No you can't!"

"Yes I can."

"No you... You're starting this again!"

"No, you started it!"

"No I didn't!"

"Yes you did!"

"No I didn't!"

"Yes you did!"

"No I... Don't start this game!"

"What game?" Sirius asked acting surprised.

"Yes-No game!" Hermione drew a deep breath trying to get a rip on herself. "OK, so where did we finish?"

"Mind reading," prompted Harry.

"Oh yeah, right. So, mister Smart Guy," she addressed Sirius, "what do you think my answer would be?"

"Oh but it's just obvious!"

"Well I don't think so. Would you like to enlighten me?"

"Yeah, Sirius, we're curious too," said Ron.

"Sure. The answer is sitting in this room. It's me!"

Hermione burst out laughing.

"Hey, what's so funny?" asked Sirius.

"You. You think very high about yourself."

"Of course I do. It's me after all! And by the way, I still think that what I said is true. And I don't think you would dare to deny that."

"But trust me I will!"

"Oh yeah? Then who are you going to choose? I don't see any more suitable teachers here in Hogwarts. Well of course there is Flitwick, Snape, Binns and others but I don't think you have such a bad, or better to say horrible, taste."

"Wait a minute, and who said anything about Hogwarts? Ron asked about male teacher, but he didn't say that he must be from Hogwarts. So this means that I can choose a teacher from my muggle school."

"But I had in mind Hogwarts!" shouted Ron.

"Then next time ask more accurately."

"That's not fair."

"Life isn't fair, Ron."

"So, Hermione, if you say that it's not me, then what teacher do you have in your mind?"

"I don't think you should care. It's not your business, to say the truth."

"Oh it is our business. If you forgot you chose truth and now you must answer the question," said Ginny.

"You're wrong. I can take off something and then I won't have to answer. And," Hermione started taking of her socks, "that is exactly what I'm doing now." Then she lifted her socks to her nose and sniffed them.

"What are you doing, 'Mione?" asked Harry surprised at her actions.

"Making sure that it doesn't smell very bad." Hermione put her socks on her shoes. "We already saw that you have a very sensitive nose. Didn't want to torture it," she grinned.

"That's the real friend," laughed Harry.

"You know, darling, by taking off your socks you only convinced me that there is no more shag worth teacher than me. Even from your muggle school," said Sirius.

"First, I'm not your darling. Second - why do you think so, Smart Guy?"

"It's very obvious. If there would be someone you would have told us because there is no need to hide it from us and to risk getting naked this night."

"Maybe you are right, and maybe wrong, but I don't understand why you are complaining. I don't think it would be so horrible if I would get naked, now would it?"

"Of course not but I would better leave this for the time we will be alone, don't want others to stare at my future wife – naked."

"I already told you that I'm not marrying you!"

"Oh but I'm sure you will change your mind soon."

"No I won't."

"Yes you will."

"Here they go again," Ginny whispered to Harry and Ron.

"No I won't."

Harry conjured three popcorn packs and started eating them with two redheads.

"Yes you will."

"We need coke," stated Ron.

"No I won't."

"Here," Harry conjured some bottles of coke.

"Yes you will."

"What do you think, how long are they going to argue?" asked Ginny

"No I won't."

"Not more than two minutes, Hermione will soon shut him up," said Harry.

"Yes, you will."

"I give them five. She seems to have forgotten other words than 'no I won't'," said Ginny.

"No I won't."

"I think they will argue for at least ten," guessed Ron.

"Yes you will."

"Let's bet? For one galleon."

"No I won't."

"OK," agreed the redheads.

"Yes you will."

*Four minutes later*

"No I won't."

"Hey I'm out of popcorns," complained Ginny.

"Yes you will."

"Here, take this," Harry conjured another pack.

"No I won't."

"Do you think they forgot that we are here also?" asked Ron.

"Yes you will."

"Definitely yes. Now I think that you will win."

"No I won't."

"Hey I still have chances!" said Ginny.

*Five minutes later*

"Yes you will."

"I'm out of coke," complained Ron.

"No I won't."

"There's one bottle behind your back," said Ginny.

"Yes you will."

"That's enough!" shouted Hermione.

"I won!" jumped Ron.

"What?" Sirius and Hermione looked at him not understanding and then noticed empty popcorn's packs and coke bottles on the ground. They exchanged confused looks. Harry, Ron and Ginny burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" inquired Sirius.

"You! Watching you arguing is more interesting than cinema," laughed Harry.

"Nice couple, aren't we?"

"No we're not!" shouted Hermione.

"Here they go again..." said Ron. "So, where are my galleons?"

TBC

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