Disclaimer: Me: I don't own this.

The voices: yes you do.

Me: Okay. I OWN HARRY POTTER!

Men in white lab coats: Yep, this one is not only schizophrenic, but she also hallucinates. they mutter and haul me away while I scream about how I own Sirius

A/N: uh, well, some expected snoggings, FINALLY. Well, maybe expected, unless you're Hermione and Draco. I think this is going to be a short chappie, as I want to get them to Christmas for… reasons. Go read!

Hermione smiled to herself a month later as she walked down the corridor with Draco. They had patrol duty together. They didn't speak, just enjoyed each other's company. If someone caught them talking in a friendly manner, there would be riots. Hermione heard noises coming from one of the broom closets. She cringed and glanced at Draco, who was grinning mercilessly.

Hermione opened the door, whispering 'Lumos'. Her jaw dropped and her eyes went wide as she saw the occupants. Draco followed suit. The couple who had been snogging in the broom closet were gaping at the Heads as well.

"Well if this isn't sufficiently awkward," said Draco.

"Harry? Blaise?" said Hermione. The two black-haired teenagers were now blushing furiously.

"Uh, hi Hermione, Draco?" said Blaise.

"Yeah, we were just, uh… working on our Charms homework?" supplied Harry in the AWKWARD silence.

"I'm not positive charming my best friend counts as Charms homework," mused Draco.

Harry and Blaise looked at him as if he was from another planet. I mean, Draco being nice to Harry was… ODD, to say the least.

"Um, goodnight," said Hermione, shutting the door. "I'm going to forget that I just saw two of my best friends snogging in a broom closet."

Draco was laughing. "Did you see their faces when they realized you were shutting them back in there together? The Hermione Granger promoting snogging in broom closets."

"I'm a baaaad Head Girl," said Hermione, grinning. "What do you say we go find an empty classroom," she said slyly, grinning.

Draco grinned back and opened the door of an empty classroom. "HOLY SHIT!" he yelled as his wand light fell on yet another snogging couple. Caught like two deer in headlights, looking right back at the two Head students, were Professors Remus Lupin and Anna Orlirox.

"Um, hi?" said Professor Lupin.

"H-hi professors," stuttered Hermione.

"Well," said Anna. "Since I am the caretaker, and responsible for keeping students from snogging in empty classrooms and broom closets, I'm going to overlook whatever you were about to do in here if you overlook what you have just seen."

"Oh don't worry," said Draco. "I'm trying to erase it from my memory as you speak. Come on Mione." Professor Lupin gave Hermione a knowing look, as she had just been caught about to snog with her apparent mortal enemy, and she blushed deeply.

"Actually, Draco, can I have a word with the professors in private?" he nodded and left.

"So, er, professor Orlirox? Are you a-a werewolf?"

"Very good, Hermione," said Anna. "Remus told me of your brilliance. I didn't quite believe him. When did you figure out what I was?"

"Well, when I saw you, you reminded me of someone, I just couldn't remember. Then I saw professor Lupin, and I realized who you looked like. All right, with that cleared up, I'll leave you two to your midnight snog." Hermione turned to leave, but was stopped by Lupin's voice.

"So, Hermione, how long have you been secretly snogging Draco?"

Hermione blushed furiously. "Don't ask and I won't be tempted to tell about the two of you."

"Ah, leverage. You always were the brightest witch in your year."

"Were? I am the brightest witch in my year, thank you."

"Then what would cause you to snog someone like Draco Malfoy?"

"You know about the prophecy," she accused.

"Yes, I'm just making sure you do."

"Goodnight, professors," said Hermione, leaving quickly. Outside of the room, she found Draco, and together, they sought an empty classroom for a midnight snog.

"You know," said Hermione, as they headed back to the Head rooms. "I don't know why we don't just snog in our Common Room or something. I mean, there's a LOT less risk of being caught."

"Hermione's a sexy goddess," he said to the painting.

"Thank you."

"Any time. Well, we could use the Common Room. Want to start?"

Hermione laughed. "I have a Charms test tomorrow, and so do you. I'm going to sleep, as much as I would like to make out with you right now." She gave him one last kiss and headed to bed.

The next morning, Hermione and Draco had a quick snog session and headed down to breakfast. Sitting down, Hermione grinned widely at Harry, who blushed madly.

"So. Harry. Something you'd care to share?" she asked wickedly.

"So. Hermione. Something you'd care to share?" he asked, just as wickedly.

"I-I have no idea what you're talking about."

"What have you done to Malfoy?" he whispered, making sure no one could hear.

"Nothing," she told him sweetly. "Oh, would you look at that. I left my bag up in my room. Silly me." With that she stood up and left, a smirking Harry, and insanely confused Ron looking after her.

"So Blaise," whispered Draco in his best friend's ear. "Snogging Potter, are we?"

"Only if you're snogging Hermione," she shot back, equally as quiet.

"What makes you think that?" he asked desperately.

Blaise snorted. "Please. I'm your best friend. I think you two are a good match, personally."

Draco saw Hermione leave. "Goodbye Blaise."

"Bye, bye, lover boy."

Draco found Hermione in the hall outside of the GREAT Hall, trying to hold back giggles.

"What?" asked Draco, her infectious giggles causing him to grin.

Hermione tried to calm herself. "It- it's just (giggles) that w-we all (hysterical laughter) think we're s-so sneaky (muffled laughter) w-with our p-personal lives (insane giggles). I-I'm sure th-the professors and everyone e-else(manic laughter) all know a-about us! (she giggled some more) I m-mean, H-harry knows, (maniacal giggles) and I-I'm sure Blaise does. (her body shook with mirth) And H-harry and B-Blaise thought they could keep (she wiped tears on the sleeve of her robe) th-their relationsh-ship from u-us, and hell, we c-caught them snogging in a f-freaking broom closet!" she collapsed into silent giggles, and Draco shook his head at his love.

Woah, what the hell? LOVE? Was he ready for this? He looked at the slight girl whose body was racked with laughter, her hair falling into her face. Yes, he realized with a start. I am. Draco helped Hermione up off of the floor, and they walked together to Charms, him thinking all the while: I'M IN LOVE!