A/N : Ok before you all kill me (which I know there are a lot of you out there who would like to do that) I have to blame two things for my absence for this story (1) WRITERS BLOCK! It's real and it sucks and (2) I actually have been extremely busy with my everyday life. That being said, here at last, is another chapter. Let's see what some of our players can come up with.

Hermione was currently sitting at her favorite table in her favorite place in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry – the library. However, she was presently being distracted from her task at hand due to one wizard in particular, namely Ron Weasley. It was hard to concentrate with his hand creeping slowly up the inside of her thigh under the table.

"Ron!" Hermione hissed under her breath, trying to control her breathing.

"What?" Ron smirked.

"You know what! Stop! I can't concentrate when you do that."

"That's the point 'mione. I want you to concentrate on me at the moment."

As much as she wanted to give her full attention to Ron and snog him senseless on the table in front of her, she had other matters to attend to. However regrettable, but necessary, she pushed his hand away. Ron stuck out his bottom lip in a pout. She gave him a glare. Deciding to drop it for now, he sighed.

"Ok. I give up. What's so important that you're insisting that I stop trying to make you as hot and bothered as I know you can get." He said as he wiggled his eyebrows at her.

Hermione giggled then threw her hand over her mouth. Ron laughed.

"Bloody hell! Did I just giggle like some idiotic, stupid, ditzy, girl?"

"Yeah you did hon. I'm gonna treasure this moment for the rest of my life." Ron was laughed so hard he was having trouble breathing.

"I'd shut it if I were you Ron, or your hand will never be traveling its previous path ever again."

"Alright. I give." Ron conceded "But like you'd ever be able to let that happen." He added under his breath.

"What was that?" Hermione glared.

"Nothing. Moving on." Ron stammered as he suddenly became interested in the paper on the table in front of him.

"I thought so." Hermione hissed.

"Anyway, so what is this." He asked pointing to what looked like the start of a list.

"It's ideas for things for the treasure hunt tonight." She answered him.

Ron read the few items she had jotted down.

"A book from the library…A quill…A owl feather! You've got to be joking Hermione."

"What? What's wrong with those?"

"This is supposed to be fun. A bit outrageous and daring. What's daring about a quill and an owl feather?"

"Well if you think you can do better, than by all means "oh great one" be my guest."

"Don't get all mad Hermione. I'm just saying that we can do better. Look a book isn't a bad idea, but we need to shake it up a bit. Something like…I know. How about a book about wizard sex from the restricted section?"

"Ron! Are you insane? How are they going to do that? Besides, how do you know about books on sex in the restricted section."

Ron flashed his girlfriend a smile.

"You're not the only one who reads Hermione. Next."

"We will talk about this later Ron."

"I'm sure we will, but however we need some more things for this hunt."

"Alright, how about a picture?"

"Of what?"

"Well if it's got to be something outrageous or daring…let say a picture of Professor Snape…naked!"

"Ok I said outrageous and daring, not sick and disgusting!" Ron shuddered.

"Oh come on! Now who's being boring? Besides, I've always suspected that underneath all those black billowing robes Snape just might be hiding something…interesting."

"Bloody hell woman! Are you insane? Please tell me that you haven't seriously thought about what that git would be like…naked?"

"Please, I'm not blind Ron. He has the whole dark and mysterious thing going on for him. I'd bet that most of the girls in this school have had some sort of sexual fantasy about Snape at some point."

Ron looked like he was going to be sick. The idea on anyone using the words Snape and sexual fantasy in the same sentence was revolted. And to top it all off, it was his girlfriend who was using them.

"I mean, I had one this one time where him and I were…"

"Stop! I don't want to hear it!"

Now it was Hermione's turn to laugh.

"Back to our list. So we have a book from the restricted section on wizard sex; a picture of Snape naked, what else?"

"Well if we're going with the whole naked professor theme, how about snapping one of McGonngell?"

"Oh please, please, please tell me you have not had some twisted sexual fantasy about seeing our Head of House in the buff!" Hermione pleaded.

"Are you mental woman! Of course not! I'm just trying to keep it even."

"You had me worried there for a moment Ron."

"No worries. Trust me. No fantasies there."

"Ok, what's something else we can ask for?"

"I'd like to get the ferret involved somehow." Ron sneered. "Something that we can do to make a fool out of him."

"Well, he's already got his arse kicked by Harry and Lavender. What else can we do to humiliate him?"

"Not sure yet. We'll have to come back to that one."

"Ok, how about this one Ron. We make them take a picture of themselves doing something outrageous. Let's make them take a picture of themselves naked on the Head table in the Great Hall!"

"Merlin 'mione. What's with you and the naked theme? Are you trying to tell me something?' Ron asked as he started to stroke Hermione's thigh again.

"Later Ron."

"You're killing me here 'mione! All this talk about naked people and books on sex. A bloke can only take so much before the talking has to stop and some actual action needs to take place."

"Self control Ron! I promise if you're a good boy now, then you can be a bad boy tonight."

"Promise?"

Hermione grabbed his hand and slid it further up her thigh.

Ron arched his eyebrows.

"Promise."

Meanwhile somewhere else in the castle….

Harry and Ginny had found an empty classroom on the third floor. Since Ginny had come up with the game to begin with, she was just as serious as Hermione was on making this game a success. Harry like Ron was currently occupied with other thoughts of what he could be doing with Ginny since there were alone in an empty room. And just as Ron had, Harry had been shot down and told to wait for later.

"Ok Harry. How about this?"

Ginny handed the paper with their list items on it. As Harry read the last one, he glanced sideways at Ginny.

"Are you serious?" He asked. Harry couldn't believe what she had written down.

An evil smile spread across her lips.

"Merlin woman. You're wicked."

Ok….what's Ginny got planned? What about the others? Tune in to find out….