Disclaimer: Not mine. You REALLY think I'd be here if they were? No, I'd be off killing little kids! BWAHAHA…

Summary: Hermione and Severus have been set up one too many times. So, they plan on getting their revenge on the Hogwarts staff, but is that how fate will see it?

Warnings: Rated for a reason people! If you shouldn't, or don't want to be reading this, press the back button. Right. NOW.

Authors note: Hello my pretties! How are we all? All good I hope. Now, I like totally stole this idea from another fanfic, you should read it. But you'll have to find it for yourself, I forgot the name and author. Doop dee doo. So, basic plot is someone else's (curse them and their brilliant plot bunnies! All mine does is hump my leg!) but I changed the story line, so don't YELL at me. Okay, you can yell at me, but not too loud, I'm meant to be something called 'studying'. Peh. Studying.

Hermione, Severus and most other characters are very OOC. Don't blame me, they fit better that way.

So sit back and read the totally-not-mine-but-kinda-is-don't-yell-at-me-story. Hope you like.

(Now can someone PLEASE help me get this plot bunny off my leg!)

Chapter 12

PLEAD: (verb) Appeal or request earnestly, Offer as an excuse or plea.

Severus opened the door to see Hermione and Parish pashing. Had he known what was happening in the room next door…

He didn't want to think what he would do to Parish if he ever did that again. What he would do if Hermione hadn't been there. If she hadn't been going along with it.

'Hermione, we-' as soon as he opened the door he saw it.

In that one moment, his heart shattered, thought he wouldn't admit it. Not to anyone.

They had jumped apart, rabbits caught in the headlights.

Lips swollen, eyes clouded. So beautiful. But not his. He stole her from him, the bastard.

He left, stormed out of Parish's rooms quickly, cloak billowing behind him.

He didn't bother to look behind him; They wouldn't follow him, probably going at it like rabbits now.

He thundered along the hall, all the way down to his rooms in the dungeons, where he slammed the door.

'FUCK!'

'Shit… Oh god, I'm so sorry, I didn't… Oh crud!' gasped Hermione, fixing her hair, smoothing down her top.

'No, it's my fault. I didn't mean to kiss you, I was just… trying to thank you, and then, it just, sorta. Fuck.' Sean tried to explain, and backed away, horror struck with what he had just done.

Let alone kiss a teacher, he had just completely ruined his friendship, however formal, with Hermione. And hers and Snape's.

He was so fucked up now.

'I need to go.' Hermione said, walking out the door.

'Yeah… Sorry.' He looked at her sadly.

She just smiled and left, closing the door softly behind her.

She didn't head straight to Severus' rooms, in fact, she headed in the opposite direction. She headed off to her rooms.

'Oh, Severus'! Just the person I wanted to see!' Flitwick squeaked, intercepting Severus on his way to the Great Hall. 'I thought you should know, that we have reached a decision on the call backs for the contest, for the staff. Only a few staff have been chosen, as it is mostly to do with the students, you see, but your song, Hermione's and your duet together have made it through. Do you want to go and tell her now?'

It wasn't a question, more a favour. Severus guessed Dumbledore had sent Flitwick off to tell him and Hermione, and Flitwick had just dropped that job on him. Brilliant.

He changed directions and headed up the stairs to Hermione's office. He knocked on the door, but there was no answer.

'Miss Granger? Are you in there?' he asked. Still no answer.

Reluctantly, he headed down to her private rooms.

Once there, he knocked on the doors again.

This time she answered, eyes red, cheeks stained with tears.

'Oh, Severus! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to-' she started, launching herself at him.

But he pushed her away, brushed off his clothes. 'I didn't come here for an apology, Miss Granger.' He snarled. Hermione looked as if she had been slapped. 'Flitwick told me to inform you of your success. Your song has been chosen to go into the competition. Congratulations.' He said coldly.

Hermione recovered from his coolness. 'And your song?' she asked. Hesitantly, she added 'Our duet?'

'THE duet has also been chosen, along with my song.' He added. The duet was no longer 'theirs' in his opinion. They merely performed it together. For it to be 'theirs' it would have required some sort of emotion. Other than sadness.

'Well… Congratulations on getting in. Er, want to come in to discuss our-the duet?' she quickly corrected herself. 'The concert is only four days away, after all…' she held open the door for him, and he reluctantly walked inside.

He stood awkwardly in her lounge.

'Sit down. I'll get the music…' she headed into her bedroom and brought out a portable stereo and the cd.

A few hours later, they both sat on the couch, having finished rehearsing and preparing their song.

The frostiness had somewhat subsided, but when Hermione broached a sensitive subject, it instantly returned.

'umm… Severus? I wanted to talk to you about Sean…' she started.

'Miss Granger, I have no need to here excuses. What you do, and with whom, is entirely your choice.' Severus stated coolly.

'Severus, please call me Hermione. And it isn't an excuse, it's an explanation, that I need to tell you.' Hermione explained. 'What happened before was purely on the spur of the moment, nothing planned, CERTAINLY nothing to come of it. He was thanking me, and then he moved closer and before I knew it, he-'

'Did he force you?' Severus interrupted sharply.

'No, no, nothing like that!' she replied quickly. 'But, neither of us was prepared, it wasn't anything, it didn't mean anything, and I… Severus, I'm sorry.' She finished, fresh tears running down her cheeks.

Severus' heart swelled, but he didn't show it.

'Well, if that's all Miss Granger.' He said, getting up and heading for the door.

'Severus, please don't go.' She cried.

'I have work to do. So if you don't mind, I'll be going.' And with that, he left, leaving Hermione alone to her tears.

Severus arrived at his rooms and walked inside. He sat down at his desk, pulled his work towards him, dipped his quill in ink and said.

'FUUUUUCK!'

More precisely, shouted 'FUUUUUCK!'

And in that moment, he realised he could never stay mad at her. It all added up; When she was his student, her intellect always got the better of him, and now that she was an adult, he still couldn't do it.

He had to do something, he wasn't going to hang around here while she was off- anywhere.

So he grabbed his coat and walked out the door.

Hermione sat on the couch, tears rolling down her face. She continued to cry

while she had an internal argument.

Do I go after him?

He just wants you out of his way, you were stupid to think he cared. DON'T

GO AFTER HIM!

But, I thought he did care! He does, doesn't he?

NO! Obviously not, or weren't you listening. He was trying to brush you off, as

politely as possible. Now don't go running after him like a lost puppy dog.

But I have to!

WHY?

Because I… like him.

Peh.

Don't 'peh' me! I am the voice of reason here.

Hermione got up and grabbed her jacket from the hook by the door and left.

Severus thundered along the passage towards Hermione's rooms, not

stopping until he heard someone yell out

'BECAUSE I LOVE HIM!'

Hermione walked briskly along the hall towards Severus' rooms, still having that argument with herself.

Okay, so you're going there, what are you going to tell him!

That I love him.

Why the fuck would you do that!

'BECAUSE I LOVE HIM!' she yelled out.

Suddenly she realised there was someone else was in the hall with her.

Hehe, wasn't that funny?

Just so you know, when Severus and Hermione were thinking, it was at the same time, just dif POV. So yeah.

Anyway, I just posted all the way to chapter ten on the net, and I realised that there are comments on the bottom that talk as if I have been writing them over several weeks- coz I hav.

There we go.

Woot.

KEEP REVIEWING! I WOULD LOVE TO HAVE 100, OR AT LEAST 50 BY CHAPTER 15, AND THAT'S ONLY 3 CHAPTERS AWAY!

(You know, this fanfic is bad for me. I can't stop writing, and I have completely neglected my other fanfic. Once I have got 15 done, I'm gonna pay more attention to it, so there might be a delay.)

Toodles.

(woot).