Severus Snape had started his nightly rounds allowing him to take a breather of fresh air. A small smile came to his face as he heard two people talking

and hurried towards the Quidditch Pitch. "What do we have here?"

Marcus and Hermione turned around startled. "Sorry sir, was giving Miss Granger some flying lessons."

"You do realize Professor Flint that it is an hour past curfew correct?"

Marcus glanced at his watch as his eyes widened. He hadn't realized they had been out there that long. And he had just gotten Hermione used to hovering and being

at least five feet off the ground. "I'm sorry Professor Snape I take full responsibility."

His words not only shocked his former professor but also Hermione. Why on earth would a Slytherin like him stick up for a Gryffindor like her. Maybe she was

thinking too much into it. He could be doinjg it so she wouldn't have detention and he could get their flying lessons over with sooner so he wouldn't have to be anywhere

near her anymore. Shje looked up at Snape who was eyeing his former student. "I'll let it slip just this once, but do rememebr you are a professor now and you have to

set examples and for everyone." He said eyeing Hermione now who instantly looked at the ground appearing to find it quite interesting. "You should be getting to your

room now Miss Granger before I am forced to take off points."

"Yes Professor Snape." Hermione said nodding. "Goodnight professor's." She said making her way back into the castle.

"We'll resume after breakfast Her... Miss Granger." Marcus said.

The girl turned around and nodded to him and hurried inside.

"Tell me something Mr. Flint. How is it possible for you to lose track of time being with her?" Snape asked curiously.

Marcus sighed and looked up. "I don't know. We just did. It won't happen again though."

"I'm sure it won't. Just remember she is still a student and the Ministry frowns against all teacher/student realitionships."

"What relationship?" Marcus asked extremely shocked and confused as he picked up his broomstick.

"I did not imagine the chemistry between the two of you." He said as he continued his patrol.

Hermione sighed as she caught her breath. Running the entire way back to the potrait of the Fat Lady. "Slimy slugs." She said remmebering not to let Ron pick

the password again.

She walked in and was bombared by her two best friends. "Are you okay?" Ron asked getting her into a tight hug not planning on letting her go. "Did that git do

something to you?"

"Ron can't breathe." She managed to say.

"Right sorry." He said letting her go only to have arry hug her now.

"I shouldn't have left you alone."

"I'm fine." She mumbled. "Just lost track of time."

"With him!" Harry asked angrily. "Hermione if he hurt you I'll..."

"Hary calm down." Hermione said as he loosened his grip on her and she covered his mouth. "I promise all he was doing was teaching me to fly that's all." She

looked at Ron. "And how do you know who my tutor is?"

"Harry." He said smiling sheepishly.

Hermione sighed and sat on the couch as the two boys sat on each side of her. "I'm exhausted."

"Poor baby." Ron said putting his arm around her shoulder and pulled her a bit closer to him as she rested her head on his shoulder.

"You guys never said flying was this hard." She said getting herself comfortable as she felt Harry pull her legs up onto his lap.

"It's not." Harry said taking her shoes and socks off and set them on the ground massaging her feet gently. "Maybe it's just Flint's teaching way. You

remember how he was when he was camptain. He pushed the Slytherin team almost as hard of Oliver pushed us."

"He's probably doing worse since you're in Gryffindor." Ron said resting his head on hers.

"Maybe..." She said as she started to drift asleep.