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A/N: A few of you lovelies had questions….

To start, the story was not taken down by me (insert angry rage here, here and here.) I started my story with just a chapter filled with all disclaimers, explanations, etc. But the site took that off. Then I didn't have enough disclaimers in all the chapters so the site removed the whole story. But I cleaned up now, and it's up for good (I hope!)

Um, next question I believe was how long it's going to take me to get it back up. The story is not yet complete, so 'm not completely positive. I have an idea in the works though. Between work and the boyfriend, I don't have a lot of time to write until fall comes around where I'm 100 free. So I might up-date once every three days or if I get 10 plus reviews for a chapter, I might up-date the day after. Once the fall comes it might be quicker, but until then…

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Buried deep as you can dig inside yourself

And covered with a perfect shell

Such a charming, beautiful exterior

Laced with brilliant smiles and shining eyes

Perfect posture, but you're barely scraping by

But you're barely scraping by

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Severus Snape was recovering from a very nasty migraine when he heard a familiar female voice ringing down the outside corridor, half laughing, half screaming. He couldn't quiet make out what they were saying, nor who it was. As the voice grew louder, he stood up, expecting whoever it was to come barging through his classroom. But within a few moments, the voice quickly faded and silence came over the classroom once more.

He sat down; intending to grade the remaining Ravenclaw papers, but the sudden sound of a door being slammed shut caught his attention. Extremely annoyed, he got up and crossed the room.

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" Oh, Come on Hermione! You couldn't expect me not to tell Harry! He's my best friend!" said Ron exasperatedly. " And he didn't mind... he didn't even really care..."

" I don't care that he's your best friend! He's mine as well incase you forgot! But you don't see me running up to him and telling him everything that happens behind closed doors-"

"Speaking of which..." said Ron eyeing the door with a grin.

Hermione ignored him.

"Well, there's a simple enough solution for this," said Hermione, turning for the door. " We just won't have sex anymore."

"What?" yelped Ron, jumping in front of her. " Hermione that's not fair!" He gave her a puppy dog face and she laughed.

" See? This is what I mean. Sometimes I feel as if all you care about is getting your share of the deal." She looked down at her feet, knowing she had to ask him sooner or later anyway. She took a deep breath. " Do you...erm... even really care about me Ron?"

Ron gave her a look of fury.

" So you think I'm just some sexed crazed womanizer? That I don't give a damn about anyone but myself?" He was starting to get angry.

" Oh please Ron, you saying you're not enjoying our - our time together is like saying I want to fail my N.E.W.T.S with open arms!"

" Who said I wasn't enjoying our time together?" said Ron, clearly pissed. " I don't care what we're doing Hermione, I just care about being with you. I swear, for being top student and head girl, you lack common sense!"

Hermione's shoulders, which were tensed with anger and fury, dropped suddenly. What Ron had said truly moved her. She looked him straight in the eyes and he smiled but looked away rather quickly. She held her stare and when he stole a second glance, he realized she was smiling.

" Come here you." he said and pulled her into a hug. She was shaking slightly, as if crying. He kissed the top of her head and held her for a long time.

After a few minutes he pulled her away, holding her shoulders.

" What's this?" he asked, laughing, and wiped away a few stray tears that were running down her face. She giggled.

" Being silly..."

" Speaking of which..." said Ron laughing. " I might not be top student, but I'm smart enough to know you weren't being serious about not sleeping with me."

Hermione inhaled quiet a lot of air and she laughed, clearly shocked. Ron smiled as he held her hand and made to the other side of the corridor. She hit him playfully on the shoulder, but let him lead her to a green and silver couch, several feet away.

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The amount of anger inside Severus rose as he roamed through the dungeons' corridors, looking for the person who was making such a racket. He wondered for a moment if she was ok, but did he not hear the voice coursed with laughter? He shook his head; if someone was in danger, he'd have heard the words clear and much, much louder. No.. this was probably young Mr. Malfoy and Miss. Parkinson. They were always teasing each other in annoying ways.

He turned around reaching the last door of the hallway, when he caught a flash of someone heading toward his room. Someone with bright blonde hair-

The person seemed to notice his sudden movement too. Within seconds, the figure of Draco back stepped and looked to Snape.

" Professor- I've been looking for you sir.." He walked down the corridor, confusion taking over, at the look his favorite Professor, and family friend, was giving him.

" Mr. Malfoy, I trust you and Miss. Parkinson know not to make such a racket during these hours?" he rubbed his forehead, head pounding.

"Miss. Parkinson?" ask Malfoy looking at him coldly. " I haven't been with her all day sir."

Snape looked up.

" But the voice.." he whispered -unknowingly- aloud.

"Sir?"

Snape shook himself. It had to of been the headache.

" What was it you needed Mr. Malfoy?"

" Professor Sprout has given me detention," said Malfoy slowly, for he thought he had heard a sudden soft scream from the door behind him. After a moment of silence, he continued, " For the whole week."

" The whole week?" asked Snape, his temper clearly pushing him over the edge. " You do realize, Mr. Malfoy, that we have a up-coming playoff game determining whether or not we play the finals against Gryffindor?"

" Yes sir, that's why I came to see you. I was wondering if could- er- have a word with her..." he looked at the floor before returning his gaze. " Father's already in a rage..."

Snape lost his concentration with Mr. Malfoy. He could swear he had just heard a soft scream from the door behind Mr. Malfoy.

"Yes," said Snape, in the middle of Draco's explanation ("...been worried about Potter's mudblood pal..") " I shall see Professor Sprout tomorrow morning."

" Thank you sir," said Malfoy, turning to leave. " Are you alright Professor?" he asked before he started walking.

" Fine...fine..." Snape said moving toward the door Mr. Malfoy had just unblocked. Draco shrugged and left his sight a moment later.

For the second time that night, Severus put his ear to the door and listened with all his might. He thought he could hear someone moving on the other side. And then, quiet clearly and suddenly, a female voice said " No...!" and then screamed some more. Severus, wand raised high, nearly blasted the door off it's hinges as he entered a scene he'd rather not have walked in on.