Hogwarts: With Good Taste Comes Bad Luck
Lavender stared in the mirror for nearly an hour before Hermione told her to turn the damn light off. She had not actually been doing anything. Just thinking about why Malfoy had been staring at her like that in the Great Hell that morning. Malfoy, as he's known to everyone at Hogwarts, was an ass. All the Gryffindor's hated him, and she thought it was because he hated all of them. But this morning he had been watching her with a look of pure interest, which was rare; Malfoy hardly ever had any expression on his face. He liked people not being able to tell what he was thinking.
"Lavender Brown, I've asked you once already, turn off the fucking light!" Hermione hissed at her. Lavender glanced once more at her reflection fixed a piece of hair and went to bed. Tomorrow, Lavender thought to herself, I'll try and get an answer.
Harry looked around his Charms class, searching for tiny Professor Flitwick. His eyes passed over Hermione and stopped. He stared at her for a few short seconds before standing up and dragging her out of the room.
"Oh, not now Harry. I need to finish my paper for potions and I haven't mastered the pronunciation of the next charm we're going to learn and on top of all that I have…"
Harry just kept walking; he pulled her towards a place where he knew they wouldn't find anyone having sex. He broke into a run for the last little bit. He reached his hand forwards and opened the door.
"OH MY GOD!" Hermione screamed when she saw two figures on a table.
"Professor Snape, Professor Trelawney! I am so sorry, we'll just be leaving and, umm… let you get back to your business" Hermione said quickly, but before she could close the door completely she heard Mme Hooch's voice call out.
"10 points from Gryffindor Miss Granger, you forgot me"
Ron glanced up from his essay to watch Harry and Hermione walk into Charms late with looks of absolute disgust on their faces.
"What? Did you walk in on my brothers again?"
"No, not them." Hermione said sitting down next to him.
"Who than?"
"Professor Snape, having a three way with Trelawney and Hooch." Harry answered with a shiver.
"Holy cow!" Ron said amazed. "I never would have guessed. I mean maybe McGonnagal and Dumbledore, but not Snape, Trelawney and Hooch."
"Ya"
"Possibly Snape and Sinistra, but isn't she dating Professor Victor?" Ron asked Hermione.
"I don't think so."
Harry looked disgusted. "Can we please move on?"
"Ya sure. How come you and Hermione keep walking in on people having sex?"
