Ack! Hard to believe it has been two years since I've updated this. After re-reading it, though, I decided it was time to tackle it once more. I do hope you will forgive this awkward filler chapter, as I'm getting re-acquainted with my characters. Enjoy! (And please hassle me to continue) ;) Also, if anyone is willing to Beta, let me know in a review. -Addison

Sandy Carson sat atop her bed, legs crossed, eyes closed, breathing deeply.

In with the positive….yada yada. The blonde-haired girl thought to herself.

Green light filtered through her eyelids, and Sandy snapped her gaze towards the small fireplace across the room. Hermione Granger's face stared back at her from amid the lethal looking green flames.

"Carson, we've got a problem." Hermione fidgeted in the flames.

Sandy raised an eyebrow. Danger Granger looking severely uncomfortable…? "What's the problem, Boss Lady?" she grinned cheekily.

"He…I….Oh, come through." Hermione mumbled exasperatedly, and stepped back to allow Sandy clear passage through the Floo.

"He what?" Sandy laughed.

"He kissed me." Hermione muttered almost inaudibly. Sandy grabbed her hand and drug her to the bed, forced her to sit, and joined her. She surveyed her with an expression halfway between stern anger and ammusement.

"As long as this 'he' is tall dark and sexy, we have no problem, Granger. However, if he is tall, blonde and sexy, then we have some issues to resolve. Not with you, of course, with the playing little jerk in question."

"No, it was Severus, he…wait. Playing little jerk."

"Yes, well…Lucius might have …kissed me as well." Sandy grinned.

"This makes things much more complicated." Hermione groaned.

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Duck. Spin, thrust. Uppercut. Jab. Roundhouse.

Knock, knock.

Bloody Hell.

Nervous that your lover boy has changed his mind? Sandy laughed inside Hermione's head, for which she received a painful blow to the side of her head.

Hermione opened the door, and was greeted by Severus and Lucius, dressed in simple black slacks and white shirts. Uh-oh.

"Can we help you gentlemen?" Sandy asked sweetly.

In answer, Lucius Malfoy sent a small silver dagger hurtling at the point directly between her clear blue eyes. Sandy jumped to the side, eyes wide with surprise, before lunging at him. Severus and Hermione glanced at each other briefly, and he shrugged.

Hermione promptly punched him.

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"Severus? Severus wake up!" a distant voice mumbled in his fog-laden brain.

A sharp pain began to sting on his left cheek, and Severus slowly came to. He turned to glare at the blonde teen standing over him.

"Did you slap me?" he hissed in disbelief.

"Hey, she punched you." Sandy shrugged and jerked her head in reference to the brunette at her side, also leaning over Severus with a slightly sheepish expression. "And besides, you're awake aren't you?"

"Severus, my friend, I really don't think you're cut out for this." an amused voice drawled from somewhere above.

"Sod off, Lucius." he grumbled, rising up, only to fall back down as a wave of pain hit him fiercely.

"Oh, bloody hell, Severus haven't you ever heard of blocking?" Hermione wringed her hands anxiously.

"I wasn't expecting to be punched." he hissed in reply.

"Honestly, mate, what were you expecting? A kiss and a nice romp between the sheets?"

Sandy unsuccessfully tried to hold back a snort of laughter and turned to grin appreciatively at Lucius, while Severus rose to his feet, and pulled her up by her tightly wound blonde braid.

"Ouch!" she hissed. "What the bloody hell was that for?"

"That, my dear, was for the slap." Severus spun and tripped up Hermione's feet, causing her to fall. "That was for needing to be slapped. And this--" he threw all his weight at Lucius, causing him to slam loudly into a wardrobe. "Is for being a snaky ass."

"Well in that case, birds of a feather." Lucius smirked as he swung at Severus, who avoided it only to be punched again in the side by Hermione, who had jumped to her feet and was now surveying him with a look of utter hatred.

"Ah, I see you're getting the idea." Lucius drawled.

After which he was thrown to the floor by a blonde blur, and fists began to fly.