When Snape awoke the next morning the feeling of calm and comfort that had fallen over him when Summers touched him had all but gone.
His head was clearer and the suspicion set in. What had she done to him? Then he remembered she had kissed him.
Snape's thoughts were so full of Dawn Summers that morning that he almost forgot to yell at the students for a cauldron boiling over.
Meanwhile the Schools DADA Professor was still struggling to get the students to concentrate and she was only five minutes into the lesson. She had a Gryffindor/Sytherin class, combination which had proved to be the most explosive of all. What bothered her even more was the small group of pupils who were now fighting in almost every lesson. Mostly just name calling but she had witnessed more than one mean trick. Now she had decided she was going to do something about it.
Dawn took up the chalk and wrote upon the board; 'Is evil a state of mind or a state of being?' Clearing her thoughts she addressed the class; "Today I want to teach you two things. Firstly about team work, secondly about good and evil forces of this world.
"You'll be working in group of four, I want you t discuss and present your evidence on weather you think evil can be controlled by the individual." Professor Summers began sorting the pupils into groups, mixing the two houses as much as possible.
The three friends couldn't believe their ears. "She can't do that!"
For the next half hour the three Gryffindors struggled to concentrate despite Draco Malfoy's constant sneering. Finally Harry through his quill down; "Can't you ever shut up?! It's bad enough we have to be this close to you!" Draco's eyes narrowed "Like I want to work with a couple of mud-blood swots?" he spat.
It happened without thought, Hermione's left fist shot forward. Draco fell backwards off his chair clutching his nose, "You bitch!"
Leaping onto her desk Dawn whipped her daggers from her belt and leapt forward plunging the blades into the children's desk pinning all for of them down by their robes.
The once noisy class was now dead silent. The pupils stared stunned at the two blades that had sliced through the folds of two robes each and into the wooden surface.
Dawn pulled the daggers out and returned them to her belt with a flourish. "Sit down!" she comanded. They obeyed. "Hermione, Harry, Ron and Draco will serve detention with me after lessons today." Dawn stated firmly as she returned to her desk and retook her seat. "Now get back to work, before I decide to deduct points too!"
Harry, Ron and Hermione had one more lesson left but if anything they were willing the time to go slower. For the first time the three friends had managed to get themselves all into detention together. Hermione had been speechless at tarnish on her academic record.
Ron and Harry had accepted the punishment casually; it wasn't that they felt they deserved detention since they hadn't stopped complaining about it. It was more to do with having learned that objection led to greater punishment or perhaps it was to do with the shock that their favourite Professor would give them detention.
Perhaps if it wasn't for the addition of another pupil the two boys might well have enjoyed their detention. Hermione got the feeling her friends had both developed a crush on Dawn Summers. Ron was defiantly worse than Harry, at least Harry was taking her suspicions seriously now.
The three friends entered the classroom to see Draco was already there, sitting at the front table. Professor Summers looked up as they entered and gestured for them to sit at the same table.
On it sat a milk-jug, sugar bowl, plate of cookies, teapot and five cups. The pupils looked to one another in confusion at this. "What's all this?" Ron asked without thinking. Professor Summers proceeded to pour the tea, "I thought I'd deal with this the British way." She answered smiling, "Cookie?"