These characters aren't mine, sadly, and I make no profit from (insert story the particular fic of mine you are reading is based on here). I cry out to the stars, "If only, if only."

By the by, watch out, a few of the characters may be ooc. (out of character for those of you who don't know what that stands for.)

Chapter 6: In the Morning

Severus hurried through the halls the next morning. Selena should've been in her room last night. The only other possibility was her office. He came into her office and slammed the door shut behind him.

Selena's head and shoulders popped up over the edge of her desk. "Oh! Good morning, brother," she greeted him. Her face was scarlet, her breathing fast and shallow, and her shoulders were bare.

"What are you doing on the floor behind your desk?" he snapped.

"That's, um, a good question. Well, uh, see...yesterday, during Har- Mr. Potter's lesson, I had him call geese into the room. I managed to clean out the geese, but, um...they, uh, left behind some droppings and I slipped and fell. But I'm okay," she said nervously.

"I see," Severus replied slowly. "Might I inquire why your clothes are scattered over your office?"

"Oh, uh, well, um"-

"And while you're at it, do explain why Mr. Potter's uniform is strewn about!"

A moment of silence prevailed. "You caught us, Sevie," she exclaimed, pulling Harry's head and shoulders up into view. "We were playing baseball janken with DADA and sirens. I'd ask him a question about DADA and he'd ask me a question about sirens. If you don't know the answer, or you get it wrong, you lose an article of clothing."

"Well, that game must have ended rather quickly; it seems neither of you have any clothes left," Severus said, his eyes darting from Selena's black bra on the back of her chair to her black thong on her shelves, and stopping to rest on Harry's boxers at the end of her desk. "Quite an...interesting idea to play on the floor."

The three heard the sound of students filing into the classroom.

"You did get my lesson plan, right?" Selena asked. Severus would be teaching her classes at the end of each month, coinciding with the monthlies.

Severus nodded, his scowl firmly in place. He wanted to beat Potter senseless. Selena was his little sister, and Severus didn't want her getting hurt, least of all by Potter. He stood there for a few minutes, just glaring at the two of them.

"You are both aware of the consequences." It was a statement, not a question. "If you decide to continue this folly, I suggest you be careful," he said softly.

"Professor?" Weasley inquired, opening the door.

"GET OUT, WEASLEY!" Severus bellowed, hoping to get the red-headed nuisance out before he saw anything.

"Professor? Harry?" Weasley gasped.

"Stay after class," Severus hissed, pushing Weasley out of the room. Following Weasley, he exited the office and slammed the door shut behind him. "Ten points from Gryffindor," he said loudly, employing his favorite defense mechanism of taking points to shut people up.