Disclaimer: C'mon, lemme have my fun. It's not like I'm making money off of it anyways.

A/N: Nothing really to say here...didn't change much, except a little bit of wording which I doubt you'll even notice.

Hermione Granger, exemplary student and former head girl, woke to find herself in a compromising position.

She was vaugely aware of the strong arms around her and the legs entwined with her own as Morpheus released his hold on her. All she really knew was that she felt warm, content and safe, and she was loath to get up.

Then, suddenly, she realized something was terribly wrong. Her eyes snapped open and her suspicions were confirmed. She was spooning with her Potions Professor.

Fighting the urge to yell and push him away, she tried to slide discreetly out of his arms. But as she tried to move away, the arms gripped her tighter, pulling her to his chest possessively. Hermione sighed. How was she supposted to get out of this one?

"Uh, Professor?" she said softly, getting an incomprehensible grumble in return. "Can you release me so I can get ready for class?"

All of a sudden Snape jerked back, as if he had just realized what was going on. He tilted dangerously over the edge of the bed, and grabbed Hermione around the waist to prevent himself from falling. Once he was stablizied, he disentangled himself from a rather shocked Hermione and the linen sheets which were currently wrapped haphazardly around his middle.

Without saying a word he glanced at the clock and groaned involuntarily, then stalked into the bathroom. Well that was odd, thought Hermione. She shrugged it off, no use getting her knickers in a twist over something she'd never understand.

She wondered how long he was going to take in the bathroom. They had already missed the greater part of breakfast. Though she wasn't that sure she was upset about that. It would certainly save her alot of first-hand embaressment.

She hopped out of the bed, much more alert now that she had gotten a chance to wake up. She went over to her dresser, and pulled out some school robes. If he was in the bathroom where was she going to change? Well the answer to that was obvious.

Grabbing her wand from the nightstand she cast a quick cleansing charm on herself, then another spell on the bathroom door. She pulled off her pj's was making a quick change of underwear when she heard pounding on the bathroom door. She ignored it for a moment as she pulled on her skirt. When the pounding became more insistant, she answered "I'll let you out in a moment, I'm trying to get dressed here."

She took her time buttoning up the buttons on her blouse then reluctantly released Snape from his bathroom prison. "What was that for?" Snape asked acidly.

Hermione shrugged at him. "I didn't feel like having you walk in as I was changing."

He raised an eyebrow at her and glared irritably at her."It would be appreciated if you would manage to restrain yourself from locking me in the bathroom in the future."

"I'll do my best." Hermione moved tword the door and went into the sitting room. She looked around her and said, "Uh, Professor, I don't think I remember how to get back."

An annoyed baritone voice called from the other room "I'm sure you'll be able to figure it out Miss Granger."

Hermione frowned and noticed that he still refused to call her Hermione. She glanced around the room looking for a door.

She spotted the niche where she vaugely remembered coming in. Moving twords the back of it, she found the painting and swung it open. When the painting had swung back after her exit, she smoothed her robes and made sure she was presentable before jostling down the hall.

She knew she had taken a wrong turn somewhere. Her settings were completely unfamiliar and there was something disconcerting about the lack of paintings around.

The hairs on the back of her neck pricked up. She reached for her wand, for a sense of security, to realize that it was gone.

She turned around, and yelped slightly when she saw the figure who was lazily twirling her wand around his fingers.

A/N: Yay cliffie! Erm..I mean...evil evil author leaving you like this ::cough:: Well you shan't be waiting long. Click the next button and voila! Instant gratification!

Hmm really short chapter. Like..half the size that I usually have (this chappie's 650 words, most of my chapters are 1000 and up) Oh well.