A.N. Crawls out from under bed Please don't hate me for not updating in so long... I'm really sorry. It's short, but full of fluffy goodness. So yeah, don't kill me but I was just in a good mood and wanted to write some fluff.. Losta humor in there too, but oh well, they'll be a bigger update soon. grins but I just could not get this scene out of my head. I was laughing as I wrote it!

Disclaimer: None of it's mine luv's...

Hermione sniffed the aroma of the hot tea, relaxing into the bath around her. The bath was actually quite small, but Hermione had made do with what she had. Celine had warned them at the meeting earlier that the vampires were coming close again; that she could feel it. Hermione was enjoying what little peace she had left before the battles broke out again.

Luckily though, she had perfected her potion, and if she took it she would be able to turn into a werewolf when the time came, both she and Remus. While neither was exactly looking forward to it, they weren't exactly dreading it either. No one would know what was going on. Remus and Hermione would go out first, catching the vampires, or as many as they could, before they got into the castle.

Dumbledore had presented the fact that they would be getting vampire blood in their mouths and that wasn't exactly what most would consider a good thing, hence the possibility of being changed into one. Hermione had explained that while a werewolf is transformed it had a strong immunity to anything that touched it, much like an Animagus did while transformed. So they were in no danger of contracting the vampire's curse.

Dumbledore had given the go ahead.

Sirius had continued to get better, Harry very rarely leaving his side, which had provided Hermione's most recent entertainment, doing Harry's homework so he didn't fall behind. She sighed, shaking her head, she wouldn't keep doing it forever, but Harry needed this for now. He needed to heal. Remus had been rather sparse too, Dumbledore having charged him with putting wards on the castle, making sure that when the time came, there would be no danger of vampires coming crashing through the windows or flying in through the Owlery. Remus had gladly taken on the job.

Fred and George were the official 'cool teachers', quickly earning all of the students' trust with their dry wit, not to mention most of the girls first year and up had a strange infatuation with them. Hermione rolled her eyes, fighting the smile that tried to pry it's way onto her face. 'Ok,' she thought, 'So their slightly charming.' As if one cue the two identical grins flashed through her mind. She laughed lightly, yes, the twins were charming but at times she couldn't stand their behavior. 'Besides, they wouldn't share a nice book by a fireplace with me like Remus would.'

She sipped her tea, placing the almost full cup next to her as she dipped her hair under the water. While she was under the water, she didn't hear the muffled knock on the door.

"Ms. Granger," came the drawl as Snape stepped into the portrait.

Hermione, feeling rather childish and completely unaware of her ex-professor's presence, blew bubbles in the water.

Snape drawn by the noise akin to someone drowning, without thinking charged into the bathroom, just as Hermione came up for a little air.

Silence ruled for a split second as the two people stared in horror,before the bathroom erupted.

"GET OUT!"

"MY EYES! OH MERLIN MY EYES!"

"YOU WERE LOOKING!"

"I DIDN'T MEAN TO! YOU SOUNDED LIKE YOU WERE DROWNING! I WAS ONLY TRYING TO HELP!"

Hermione pulled the shower curtain across the length of the tub in lightning speed, her cheeks flaming in embarrassment"Get out Snape, whatever it is, it can wait."

"It can't wait..."

"Can it at least wait till I'm out of the bath, you moron? Go wait in the other room," Hermione hissed. She heard the door close with a resounding snap as she peaked around the shower curtain. Yep, he was gone.

She rose from the bath, reaching for her clothes. Slipping on her jeans and t-shirt she wrapped her hair in a towel and opened the door, tea in hand. She found Snape standing stiffly at the door. "You wanted something" she growled.

"How did you make that potion?"

Hermione felt like imploding"You came all the way over here, and saw me naked in a bath for that?"

For once in his life Snape looked uncomfortable.

Silence reigned as Hermione got more and more upset.

"I hardly see any reason for over reacting, Miss Granger," Snape bit coldly, his own teeth clenched just as hard as hers.

They both turned as the door closed with a timid click. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything," Remus said looking suspiciously between the two. Both Hermione and Snape suitably blushed.

"Good day," Snape hissed, disappearing from sight behind the swing of the portrait.

Remus narrowed his eyes at Hermione"What's going on?"

Hermione blushed again, rubbing the back of her head nervously, "Ummm, nothing." Her nervous giggle wasn't helping anything either.

He sighed sitting down on the bed, "Hermione if I displeased you in any way..."

Hermione sat down next to him, letting her wet hair fall down out of the towel, "No Remus it was nothing like that... It's just that, I was taking a bath and well... Snape saw me naked." Hermione was almost positive she was going to just go bang her head into a wall really hard, yeah that would help.

"What!" Remus exclaimed.

Yep, that wall option was looking really nice. "That's not the way I meant it, he just walked in while i was bathing and I didn't hear him and he thought I was drowning and well..."

Remus pouted.

Hermione glared indignantly at the man"How do you suppose I feel about all this?"

Remus snorted, "Well... depending on your preferences..."

"Oh ICK!" Hermione said jumping off the bed and grabbing her brush, starting the endless battle of Hermione against Hair. "You are a sick man."

"No, I was a kind and innocent soul, until someone corrupted me" Remus said, throwing his arms around her waist.

Hermione rolled her eyes, considering hitting him with the brush, but decided against it with a slight smile. No, she'd rather let him be an idiot for now. Besides, it was kind of cute.

Celine wandered the dungeons, patiently waiting for the sun to set. She happened upon a figure in the dark halls. He seemed to be deranged, banging his head up against a wall. "Are you alright?" Celine asked approaching cautiously.

Snape glared up at her, "NO I am not alright! It was horrifying, I just..."

Celine watched with wide eyes as Snape stumbled back down to his office, clutching his head and mumbling to himself.

"He's gone mental," she whispered, shaking her head.

A.N. Sooo yeah, nobody hate me... RR plz!