A/N: Fanfiction makes me happy. Lalalalalalala...anyway, enjoy!
Oh, wait. I just thought I'd let you know that this takes place in 6th year...but it doesn't really matter anyway, since it's just a product of my hormonal imagination....:-D
Mary: Thank you! I appreciate it. And please keep reviewing!
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As Hermione thoughtfully made her way to her first class, Charms, with Ron and Harry, she observed the strange behavior of her fellow students. The boys were walking as far apart from each other as they could manage, and anxiously looking up at the ceiling every few seconds. The girls, by contrast, were huddling in knots, talking quietly and giggling. Hermione walked along as normal, but Ron and Harry were behaving like the rest of the boys.

After an eternity they reached the Charms classroom and paused at the threshold. Flitwick stood inside, beckoning them in. As Lavender and Seamus stepped forward at the same time to enter, Flitwick's face broke into a wide grin and he said, "Stop right there!"

Lavender and Seamus, as well as everyone else in the class, immediately glanced upwards. Sure enough, there was a sprig of mistletoe, tied with a red ribbon, hanging above Lavender and Seamus's heads.

Seamus turned a delicate shade of pink and began to mutter incomprehensibly. Lavender was thrust into an unstoppable giggling fit. The crowd of students pressed close, chattering excitedly. Hermione stole a glance at Ron and Harry, who were looking at each other, each plainly trying not to laugh.

"Now!" squeaked Flitwick. "Mr. Finnegan and Ms. Brown. Hm, hmmm...well, you heard the rules. A kiss on the lips!"

Seamus and Lavender stared at each other nervously.

"Come on now," cried Flitwick, "you're holding up class!"

Seamus took a deep breath, leaned down toward Lavender, who closed her eyes, and kissed her on the lips, just once, quickly. They broke apart and stared at each other, then turned and walked into the classroom.

The rest of the morning passed uneventfully. The Gryffindor sixth years encountered no more mistletoe, to the immense relief of Harry and Ron. Still walked two feet apart, they and Hermione walked down to the Great Hall for lunch. As they walked down the Hall, looking for seats, they heard snatches of conversation.

"Seamus and Lavender!"

"I know, outside of Charms!"

"Draco and Pansy..."

"Ugh," someone said.

Ron laughed.

"Bet old Malfoy didn't mind that one..."

Hermione shivered. Malfoy, she thought. Now that's one person I couldn't stand to be caught under with...but what if...

Suddenly worried, she sat down with Ron and Harry to eat lunch.

When the meal was over and the food and drink disappeared, Dumbledore stood up to make an announcement. The students quieted.

"I have heard," said Dumbledore, smiling ever-so-slightly, "that our mistletoe has been a great success up until this point. I hope," he continued, "that Hogwarts students will continue to be as mature as they have been so far about this subject. We should all have a good time with this." He sat.

Hermione turned to Harry, who was staring down the Gryffindor table at Ginny, who was talking to one of her friends quite animatedly. Hermione raised to eyebrows and glanced at Ron, who didn't notice, but was staring off into space.

"Ron?"

His head jerked. So did Hermione's heart. Ahhh, she thought. Why do I have to be so shy? Why does he have to be so shy?

"Yeah?"

"Oh nothing. Never mind. Harry? When you've quite finished staring..."

Harry jumped slightly, blushed, and turned away from Ginny. Hermione stood, the boys followed suit, and the three of them made their way out of the Great Hall.

"Potions," Harry moaned as they walked down to the dungeons. "What a nightmare."

"Y'know, it's weird," said Ron thoughtfully. "I never would have expected Snape to be in on this whole mistletoe thing. Knowing him, he's think it was just some silly joke--"

"Well, it is," Hermione put in.

Ron continued, undaunted, "--beneath him, that arrogant git."

By this time they were at the doorway to the Potions classroom. Harry and Ron glanced up nervously, but the doorway was clear of mistletoe. Relieved, they stepped inside and found seats. Snape swept in and began to teach about Slimy Salivating Solutions while the class took notes. Finally the bell rang and the Slytherins and Gryffindors began to file out.

Snape followed them out into the hallway. Just as Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, Harry, Ron, and Hermione turned around to walk to their next classes, Snape raised his hand and stopped them. "Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Granger."

Horrified, Hermione looked up, and sure enough, hanging above hers and Malfoy's heads was a small sprig of mistletoe, tied with a red ribbon.