Chapter 19

Cnorth

Major contributions by: HEWFrenchHorn and HyperChick895. Actually, except for the first and last paragraphs, they wrote the whole damn thing.

Warning: VERY OOC Harry and Draco in this chapter, due to a spell.

Disclaimer: All HP Characters belong to JKR.

Before long, it was decided who all would be going on the first major time travel trip ever. Lori was going, of course, since she had built the machine, and Hollie and Stacy couldn't possibly pass up this opportunity to meet the Marauders, a discussion that ended with Hollie's justification of "Well, it was my idea to build a time machine in the first place!" Unexpectedly, Sam had also volunteered to go, and they had all shrugged it off and agreed, merely on the fact that she would (hopefully) keep Stacy and Hollie calmed down a little. Or maybe that was just wishful thinking.

It was Thursday now, so they decided they would leave on Saturday morning, leaving plenty of room for mistakes if they didn't show back up at the exact right time. Stacy and Hollie, rather than packing, spent the best part of Thursday night plotting something in the furthest corner of the Gryffindor common room, however.

But this plot was not simply to be evil, which was unusual for the duo. This plot in fact, was necessary for Hollie to fully understand her feelings for Draco. She was still quite uneasy about the way she was feeling about the notorious bad boy. Her hesitance had been amplified after a little encounter in the hallways a few nights before. Deep in thought, daydreams really, the blonde was happily walking along when she heard "Hey Hollie! Hollie!" and when she still wasn't listening, "Hey Whore!" There was only one person she knew who called her "whore" like it was her name. She stopped dead in her tracks and turned to the source of the voice.

"I was wondering where we would find you," she said, in a tone that was difficult to read.

"Aw, did you miss me?" replied the portrait of her ex-boyfriend, Brad, in which he was casually leaning against his gorgeous red 2005 Mustang GT.

"No, but I did miss Angelina. She's such a beautiful car, you know. And you know how much I love Mustangs. Oh so hott! You know that's the reason we put you in a portrait...so we could stare at your car," she snapped bitterly. The muscular boy shot her a nasty look and tried to jump out of his portrait, managing only to land nearby, in a portrait of musicians in the French countryside.

"Comment t'allez vous, monsieur? Voudriez-vous quelque chose a boire?" they asked, trying to be hospitable.

"I hate French! It's the bastard child of Latin! I'm getting out of here. You thought that was funny, didn't you, Whore? Well, go slut it up somewhere else, alright? I'm going to sleep now. Good-bye," the boy fumed, climbing back into his own portrait.

"Bonnes reves, mon ami," Hollie said somewhat sarcastically, knowing it would upset him even more, before she walked away. "UGH! I should have known better than to date a boy with so many douche points! I should have listened to them! I should have known better! Never again will I date a boy with so many--" she cut herself off, realizing that Draco has a similar status, and that there was still a thought in the back of her head saying that he was a bad idea.

She knew that she would have to come up with a scheme to help her discover how she truly felt. She knew that she needed...Stacy. Stacy was an evil mastermind and she would know what kind of plan to come up with. They had been discussing it for a few days only to be interrupted by Lori's meeting. Now that the time traveling group had been picked, everyone headed back to their rooms and started packing, leaving the two girls time to put their plan into action.

Stacy had decided that the best way for Hollie to find out how she felt was for her to flirt with someone else. They decided, of course, that their target should be Harry Potter, chosen for both his stubbornness as well as his being almost the exact opposite of Draco. The girls also hoped that, if their plan worked, they could sway Harry into accepting the Americans as friends. So they began looking for a spell to make Harry receptive to Hollie's seduction techniques, without which they knew their plan would never work. They searched for what seemed like hours until they found a spell that seemed to be perfect.

The next morning, the evil duo uncharacteristically woke up early, attempting to get a head-start on setting the stage for their scheme. The first order of business was selecting a location. Stacy believed that the best place for the seduction scene would be Snape's office, given the extra excitement of how wrong and dirty it was, also stating, "Besides, what other action is ever going to be seen in there? Unless Snape likes to whip naughty young Slytherin girls...perhaps we should ask Sam later," before breaking out into laughter. Hollie started laughing so hard at the insinuation that she could not think of anything else, so it was agreed: Snape's office it is.

Hollie knew that, in order for her to feel capable of seducing someone, there would have to be appropriate music, such as "Sweet Dreams" by the Eurythmics, or "Black Velvet" by Alannah Myles. Suddenly Stacy had an idea.

"No," she told her partner-in-crime, "You should use "Touch-a, Touch-a, Touch Me" from Rocky Horror Picture Show, because you basically are Janet and it would almost perfectly fit what's going on."

"You're right. Besides, throughout the song, she is trying to persuade Rocky to...you know...so I guess you're right. What other song could I possibly have thought we could use? Duh! Silly me," Hollie giggled in response. "Now," she continued, still giggling, "What should I wear?"

"Isn't it obvious? Your Christmas present...the corset, the fishnets, a short black skirt, and those kick-ass boots. He won't know what hit him...especially not with the help of our little friend. But how are we going to distract Snape so he doesn't come in and ruin everything?"

"Ooooh! I know!" Hollie exclaimed, "Foo-Foo! She could, like, um, I don't know, maybe, accidentally get him lost somewhere. Like, like...oh I can't think of anything good...I need help here. I'm not evil like you, Stace."

"How about we get her to test out her magic and see if she can't detain him somehow. She's a bit evil too. She'll think of something," Stacy reassured her friend.

Now Snape was out of the picture, the location and music were set, they had their spell and Hollie's outfit decided on, and it was still only lunchtime. They would still have time to pack for Lori's trip before the big day.

At lunch, Courtney joined in the fun, exclaiming, "It's about time I get included in something big. I'm definitely in. And I've been dying to test my magic. Hot damn, let's do this!" With Courtney on board, everything was set .

After several packs of Fun Dip (say it with me now, "Two POUNDS of Fun Dip), and much laughter, the time for Operation: Sex Trumpet rolled around. The Gryffindor girls went back to the common room, bustling with excitement and adrenaline for what was to come tomorrow. They were surprised to find Stacy and Hollie, not only already in the dormitories, but also with Hollie dressed in a curious manner.

Chelli was the first to break the silence that had occurred at the sight of the two trouble-makers trying to sneak out of the room. "Oh no. The hookerism has hit one of our own. We're going to have to perform an exorcism," she said in a tone that only she could pull off.

"Um, Hollie," Lori started, "Are you really planning on wearing that around the castle this time of night? I mean, what if you get cold. Besides, there's no telling who you may run into. What if Lucius Malfoy shows up? Do you really want Draco's dad to see you wearing that?"

"LUSCIOUS!" Stacy and Hollie exclaimed in perfect unison, before bursting into fits of laughter.

"Look, we'll be back soon, but there's just something we have to take care of before we go, okay? I promise it won't take us too long," Hollie explained coyly, "Foo-Foo, you ready?"

"Let's roll," replied the redhead.

As the trio escaped toward Snape's office, Chelli asked the rest of the group, "Do they really think we're not going to follow them after that unusual display of behavior?"

"Well," Sam countered, "it isn't unusual considering the source. I mean, those two are crazy, am I right?"

"Anyway, I wanna see what they're up to, 'cause knowing those two, if they are quiet, then something's up, and I'm sure I for one would love to see the show!" Lori said excitedly, rushing out of the room.

So it was decided that the rest of the girls would be spectators to Hollie and Stacy's little show. Following the sound of maniacal laughter and frantic shh-ing, they realized they were heading towards Snape's office. Clearly not wanting to come face-to-face with the greasy Potions master, considering how he would find someway of turning their "innocent" romp around the corridors into a rule-breaking scheme, they were only too happy to hear Courtney leading the ill-tempered individual down an adjoining hall. However, her voice seemed a little too innocent to their well-trained ears.

"Well, you know, I was working hard on that project you assigned, trying to catch up with the rest of the class since I'm so far behind already, and I had a little problem...I think my cauldron may have a leak...could you help? Please? I'm in real trouble and in desperate need of your undeniable wisdom when it comes to Potions."

"Miss Stonewallow, I do not take well to flattery, but as you are in need of assistance where Potions are concerned, please lead me to this leaking cauldron of which you speak so I can remedy this small disaster and continue with my work as soon as possible," Snape replied dryly.

"Oh crap!" Lori squealed, "They're coming this way! We need to hide! Quickly!" Frantically, the trio ducked under Chelli's invisibility cloak they had brought, and hurriedly dashed down another corridor, however, getting slightly disoriented by the blinding light shining off of Snape's hair, commonly referred to by the Americans as the hair glare. Confused, they headed down the hall.

Meanwhile, Hollie and Stacy were getting their "setting of seduction" just to their liking down in the dungeons.

"Ok, so we've got candlelight, sultry background music-how did you do that anyway?" Stacy asked.

"Oh, you know, just stumbled across it while I was supposed to be studying." Hollie replied with her evil grin. "Thought it would add to the ambiance of the situation."

"Exactly," Stacy replied, easily matching her mischievous look.

"Dude, I know." Hollie answered with a wink.

"Ok so everything is set up. Now all we need is…."

"The object of my seduction. How is Harry getting here anyway?"

"Oh, that," Stacy said with the grin back in place. "I sent him an owl from Snape ordering him to come down here to talk about the detention he has planned for him tomorrow. I figured that would be safe considering Harry's always doing something wrong in Snape's presence."

Hollie threw her head back with raucous laughter. "Stace, you are too evil."

"Moi, evil? How dare you make such an unjust accusation?" Stacy replied with an innocent look on her face that couldn't quite cover up the evil glint in her eyes.

"So all we do now is wait."

"Though not too long," Stacy said, checking her watch. "I told him to be down here 30 minutes before dinner."

At that moment they could just make out what was Harry's obvious displeasure at having yet another detention with Snape coming down the corridor. Stacy ran and hid in Snape's supply cabinet muttering to herself "Hollie better do some major sucking up if any of this shit spills on me," as Hollie positioned herself against the wall beside the door.

The entire plan was almost ruined, however, when Stacy saw the look on Harry's face as he entered the room. A mixture of revulsion and someone that had just been smacked upside the head with a 2-by-4 was the thought that came to mind as his eyes lingered over the red silk sheet (borrowed from Hollie's bed) that had been cleverly draped over Snape's desk. Barely containing her laughter by shoving her fist in her mouth, Stacy watched Harry jump and turn around right as Hollie appeared, closing the door behind her.

"Good evening Mr. Potter," Hollie crooned, leaning up against the door looking every bit the seductress. "Are you ready for your detention?"

"Hol-Hollie," Harry stammered, taking in every inch of her appearance. "Wha-What are you doing here….dr-dressed like that!"

"Well, I'd heard you'd been such a bad boy and decided to take it upon myself to give you a little….punishment." Hollie replied, slowly advancing upon her prey, snapping her fingers as she moved so the background music turned from a sultry jazz piece to the racy song "Touch-a, Touch-a, Touch Me" from The Rocky Horror Picture Show.

Meanwhile down in the Slytherin common room Draco was growing restless. Hollie had been avoiding him for the last couple days and he had no clue why. Had he said something wrong? Can't be, he'd been unusually nice to the Gryffindors lately, regardless of how hard it had been. Was it something he did? No, he hadn't been in her company long enough to do something wrong.

Fed up with questioning himself when it was obviously her problem (since he's perfect) Draco decided to go down to dinner early in hopes of cornering Hollie and demanding an explanation. Waving off the questioning looks from his cronies, lost within the inner complexities that make up a girl's mind, Draco left the common room and started up towards the Great Hall. After all, he reasoned, why can't they just give a straight answer? It's obvious he likes her….and she likes him…..what's Hollie playing at?

He was so lost in his own thoughts that Draco didn't even notice the unusual music coming from Snape's office until he was right outside the door. "What the hell?" he said to himself. "Since when does Snape listen to jazz?" Clearly intrigued, and always on the look out for a good piece of gossip…..and hopefully blackmail, Draco decided to take a peak inside the room and see what his head of house was up to.

Harry, startled and slightly turned on by Hollie's sudden advancement, backed up until his legs hit the desk. Hollie, mere inches from his body, gave him a very bad-girl smirk and said quite seductively "What's the matter Harry, lost your Gryffindor balls….I mean, courage. Come on, haven't you ever heard that blondes are more fun?"

"Yeah, I've, uh, heard something like that before," Harry responded, clearly trying to be suave but failing spectacularly as Hollie leaned in for a kiss.

At that moment, the door bursted open to reveal an extremely ticked off Draco.

"What the hell is this?" He yelled, bounding across the room and putting himself between Hollie and Harry, just as Stacy whispered "Vis Blanditia", the spell that would make Harry subject to Hollie's game.

It was as though an explosion of red sparks and little dancing hearts had occurred, knocking everyone off their feet and sending Stacy crashing into the jars behind her, breaking a couple.

"Oh great," she griped, picking herself off the floor of the cabinet. "Now I smell like pickled slug. Eugh, I guess I was just a bit too enthusiastic about casting tha…"

But she never completed her thought due to the scene that was unfolding in front of her. Besides the room looking like a war zone, and Hollie thrown head-over-heels on the other side of the desk, Stacy was shocked by the way the two boys were looking at each other.

"Are you ok?" Draco asked Harry worriedly as he helped him off the floor.

"Yeah, I'm fine, are you ok?" Harry replied as he brushed himself off.

"Yeah I'm….perfect." Draco said with a smile, staring at Harry as though he'd never seen him before.

"Good, cause I was so worried you'd been…oh no! Your shirt's torn!" Harry said, obviously distressed at the bare piece of skin he stroked between the rip in Draco's fabric. Draco, however, seemed oblivious to this fact, clearly focusing upon Harry with all of his attention.

"It's no bit deal, I've got loads more up in my room," Draco replied, pressing Harry's hand onto his bare chest as lifted his chin with his other hand. "You have the most extraordinary eyes," he said, gazing into Harry's brilliantly green with a fire rarely seen within his own silver orbs.

"They're not as great as yours," Harry said with a slight blush.

"My dear Mr. Potter, are you blushing?" Draco asked teasingly, the famous Malfoy smirk in place. "How about I give you something to blush about?"

And with that Draco captured Harry's mouth in a soft kiss, which Harry immediately responded to with gusto.

"OH MY GOD!" Hollie said, jaw hanging open as she came around the over turned desk. At the same moment Stacy, who had been leaning a bit too hard against the doors of the cabinet to get a better look at the boys, spilled onto the floor of the office with a crash, taking a few more of the jars with her.

"Damn that's…..that's hott," Stacy said, using a phrase she had picked up from her partner in crime as the fellow blonde rushed over to help her up off the potion strewed floor.

"What happened?" Hollie asked, careful not to step in any of the jar's contents as she steadied Stacy back on her feet.

"I uh, I think Draco got in the path of the spell so it hit both him and Harry." Stacy responded, not taking her eyes off of the scene in front of her, as it steadily grew more passionate.

"Well duh," Hollie said with a smirk, rolling her eyes at her friend's obvious fascination at the two boys' ministrations to each other. "I meant about the spell, I though it was just supposed to make Harry receptive to my seduction, not act on it."

"Yeah…about that," Stacy said with a grin, finally tearing her eyes away to look at Hollie, "I kinda altered it a bit so Harry would act on his own growing sexual feelings towards you. I thought you'd get a nice….kick out of it," she said with a shrug.

"Um, do I sound like I'm complaining," Hollie asked with a grin as the two turned back to look at the boys just as Draco let out what was unmistakably a pleasurable groan.

It seemed that while the two Gryffindor girls had been talking Harry had gotten in tune with his sexual feelings, seeing as how Draco was now deprived of his torn shirt and robe and being pressed up against the over turned desk, Harry on top and forcefully sucking on his ear lobe.

Clearly not wanting to be out done, Draco managed to flip Harry over and onto the floor, falling on top of the raven-haired boy with a grace born of his quidditch training. Straddling Harry's waist Draco leaned over and started kissing a path down the side of Harry's neck, coming to rest at the slight curve where his shoulder and neck connected. Glancing up at Harry with an evil glint in his lust filled eyes, Draco latched onto that slight indentation, sucking and biting Harry's skin hoping to mark him as his own. Harry let out a gasp, arching his back in obvious ecstasy at the torture Draco was wreaking on his body and opening himself up for more.

"This is fantastic," Stacy mumbled, her blue eyes wide and captivated by the show.

"Indeed," Hollie agreed, equally enjoying the spectacle in front of her.

"We should look away," Stacy said lightly, her tone expressing the obvious lack of sincerity in her words.

"Yeah, probably," Hollie replied in the exact same tone.

"I just can't bring myself too," Stacy said.

"Me neither."

"Oh Well!" The two said in unison, shrugging their shoulders and lifting their hands, palms up, as though there was nothing they could do about the situation.

Unfortunately at that moment there was lots of movement out in the corridor and the unmistakable sound of hungry Slytherins making their way up to the Great Hall for dinner. Remembering that he was already supposed to be up there, Draco jumped up from the sweltering hickey he was finishing on Harry's neck and, with a last glance and grin at the boy still lying and panting on the floor, grabbed his shirt and robe off of the floor and left the office, closing the door behind him.

"Ah man, just when I was getting into it," Hollie said, obviously displeased with the loss of their entertainment.

Laughing, Stacy went over to help Harry off the floor where he was still lying down, clearly in a daze. "What, that wasn't enough man-love for you?"

"Stace, one can never have enough man-love," Hollie replied trying to look dignified but failing as she burst into laughter.

"True, so true," Stacy said, setting Harry back on his feet. "Damn, that's one big hickey Draco gave him. That boy's got skillz," she said, shooting a glance at her counterpoint who grinned slightly.

"Didn't I say that blondes are more fun," Hollie said as she came over to examine Harry's love bite. "Besides, that's nothing. I've had-I mean seen, I've seen much worse," she said with a slight blush.

"Right, and, um, you haven't by any chance seen how these victims cover them up have you," Stacy asked with a knowing smirk.

"Actually I have, and luckily for Harry I happen to be quite skilled at the glamour charm used for this precise situation," Hollie replied.

"I'm sure you are," Stacy said with a laugh as Hollie cast the charm, perfectly covering up the sweltering mark on Harry's neck.

"Nice one," she said appreciatively, checking Harry all over to make sure there weren't any other incriminating marks. "Damn, Draco really did do a number on him."

"And you on this room. Can't you do anything without causing some kind of an explosion?" Hollie asked with a laugh, looking around at the dissembled room that was once an immaculate looking office.

"But explosions are usually the mark of a genius," Stacy replied admiring her handiwork.

"More like a psycho in your case," Hollie mumbled back.

"And you say psycho like it's a bad thing," Stacy smirked, holding a jar of eyeballs that had escaped from the cabinet unbroken.

Harry looked at the two laughing girls with astonishment while he steadied himself against the desk. Had they been here all this time? God, he hadn't even noticed, what with Draco consuming all of his thoughts. Draco….he grinned at the thought of their last encounter. Who knew he could be anything other than a prat. And those lips! Ahh, there is nothing in the world as pleasurable as those twin petals of flesh, so soft and sweet against his own.

It was as Harry was daydreaming and Hollie and Stacy were congratulating each other on their genius (and enjoyable) bit of spellwork that the door opened a third time, causing the girls to jump and spin around. Chelli, Lori, and Sam came spilling into the room, finally recovering from their temporary hair glare blindness and remembering that they were following the two troublemakers down to the dungeons. One glance at the surrounding room however revealed to them that they were too late; the plan had been executed and, from the look of the disaster in front of them, had clearly been successful.

"What happened in here," Sam asked with an amused look on her face.

"We, uh, kinda had a little explosion," Hollie replied innocently as Stacy snorted from right behind her.

"An explosion, you two, naw never," Chelli said sarcastically with a roll of her eyes.

"Hey, we ain't nicknamed Nitro and Glycerin for nothin," Stacy replied grinning as Hollie doubled over from laughing, tears steaming down her face.

"Yeah, well, you certainly caused a chemical reaction in this room," Chelli shot back looking at Snape's private stash slowly seeping across the floor.

"Yeah, on more than one level," Hollie gasped out between laughs, causing Stacy to finally succumb to the humor that had been building up inside and fall to the floor laughing.

The other three girls just looked at each other. Clearly these two were going to keep quiet about what actually occurred down here, though the result was obviously to their liking. It was as Lori began cleaning up the room with a small sigh that a movement near the desk alerted them to Harry's presence.

"Guys, what's Harry doing here?" Sam asked.

"Nothing," the two replied simultaneously, twin looks of blank innocence upon their faces.

"Ok," Lori said slowly, taking in Harry's disheveled appearance and blissfully far away look, one not commonly seen upon his features. "Um…is he…well….alright?"

"Oh yeah," Stacy replied, composing herself long enough to give a flash of her old grin. "Harry's just…perfect," she said remembering Draco's previous words.

With a laugh as she pulled her robe over her definitely-not-school-dress-code-approved outfit, Hollie announced that she, for one, was hungry. Stacy immediately agreed, dragging Harry out of his Draco-enduced daze as she pushed him towards the door, pocketing Hollie's bed sheet from Snape's desk as she did.

"Hey, what about this mess," Lori said, aghast at the condition the troublemakers were about to leave the room in.

"Oh please, Snape's used to cleaning up messes, I just wanted to give him a little more practice," Hollie replied, clearly not wanting to be put off from food any longer than necessary.

At the sight of Lori's glare Stacy quickly performed a tricky little wave of her wand, righting the room to its original pristine condition.

"Since when do you know how to clean up miss I'm-going-to-cast-destruction-wherever-I-go?" Chelli exclaimed, astounded at how clean and sparkling the room was.

"Since Seamus taught me that charm," Stacy replied with a backwards glance at the others. "He thought it would be a good idea to pass the knowledge on to a fellow pyro and explosionist."

"Aww, a match made in heaven," Chelli said with another roll of her eyes as they all left the office to go upstairs to dinner with a laugh.

The fun, however, didn't end there. As soon as they entered the Great Hall Harry's eyes locked with Draco's and it took all of his self-control not to leap over the house tables and begin another snog session in front of everyone. Instead he was steered into a seat between Ron and Hermione by Stacy and Hollie, remarking that Harry had been helping them practice their Cheering charms-hence the blissful grin on his face. Smiling sweetly the two girls sat down on the other side of Ron, noticing the lustful glance Draco was shooting towards Harry then quickly dropping his head so no one else would notice. Laughing they began to pull all sorts of food towards them---watching two guys make out was hard work.

They found it hard to eat, however, considering each time they went to take a bite they would notice the look on one of the boy's face, or see them look at each other, eyes connecting, and then break apart with a slight blush, causing the girls to laugh, and therefore choke, on whatever they were eating at that time. The highlight of the night was when Stacy glanced up at Draco right as she took a huge swig of pumpkin juice, only to find him staring intently at Harry, licking his lips. Unable to gulp down the drink, she instead spectacularly sprayed it all over a couple of second years that were sitting just down wind of her. Grinning apologetically for her friend, Hollie pounded Stacy's back to get her to breathe (a hard feat when one is choking and laughing at the same time) trying not to laugh out loud at the looks on their housemates faces. The fact that no one else seem to notice the interplay occurring between the two boys only made the situation that much funnier.

After a few more bursts of seemingly random laughter and consistently weird looks from their housemates, the girls decided eating in the Great Hall clearly wasn't working. Sneaking some food under their robes (and Hollie flashing a couple of Ravenclaws what was really under her robes) they made their way out of the Great Hall, saying to their friends that they still had some work to get done before they left tomorrow. Running up to the empty dormitories the girls immediately collapsed onto Stacy's bed and relived today's entertainment as they dug into their stolen stash ravenously.

"Harry still seemed really out of it," Hollie remarked after a couple of minutes of silence, during which Stacy had made a sculpture of a sphinx out of their leftovers. "How long is that spell gonna take to wear off?"

"I don't know," Stacy replied focusing more on her newest masterpiece rather than the conversation. "I think the book said about an hour."

"Um, Stace, that was like, 45 minutes ago."

"Really?" Stacy asked, finally looking up from her work. "Oh, well, I'm sure it'll wear off before morning."

Chuckling to herself, Hollie changed into something a little more comfortable as the door to the dormitory opened and the rest of the Gryffindor girls poured in.

"Good, you two are here," Whitney said as she dumped her books beside her bed. "Lori was afraid you two had run off again."

"Why would've we run off?" Hollie asked as she carefully folded up her precious dominatrix outfit.

"Oh I don't know, to cause mayhem and destruction to innocent bystanders perhaps?" Chelli replied.

"Please, we've already done that today," Stacy smirked as she cleaned off the rest of the food from her bed.

"Speaking of today, what were you guys doing in…" Chelli started only to be cut off by Hollie.

"Wow, look at the time, I think I'm going to turn in seeing as how tomorrow is such a big day."

"I agree, I'm really tired after all that practicing on cheering charms," Stacy interjected, jumping into bed and pulling the hangings close as Hollie did the same.

The other girls just looked at each other. Normally these two were very open about their evil deeds after the fact, so what was so different this time? Shrugging they all climbed into bed knowing tomorrow was going to bring a whole new set of adventures.

Saturday morning dawned bright and early, seeing as how Lori wanted all of the time travelers to meet her down in the great hall for breakfast and a last run through of the plans. As usual, however, Hollie and Stacy were running late due to the fact that they had decided to completely ignore their alarm clocks this morning. Deciding to skip breakfast and meet up with everyone in the Ravenclaw common room to begin their journey, the pair ran down the dormitory stairs, through the common room and out the door, saying a hurried "Hi & bye" to Ron, Hermione and Harry (who appeared normal today, though perhaps a bit tired) as they passed. The girls were in such a hurry that they didn't even notice that Harry, instead of climbing through the dormitory door with Ron and Hermione, turned around and began following them.

Finally reaching the right corridor, the girls opened the door out of breath only to discover that they were the first ones to arrive.

"Oh great, we did have time to get something to eat," Stacy grumbled rubbing her stomach.

"I'm sure everyone else will be here in just a moment," Hollie replied sitting on the edge of a desk up against a wall.

At that moment the door opened only to reveal….Harry.

"Harry! What are you doing here?" Hollie asked, jumping up from the desk.

"I had to ask…what happened yesterday? I remember going to Snape's office and finding you there and then Draco bursting in and then….well…." Harry said with a slight blush and the faintest glimpse of a smile. "I mean, did I dream it all? Cause I know those aren't the normal effects of a Cheering charm."

"Harry, look, about yesterday…" Hollie began to respond as the door swung open again to reveal another unexpected guest, Draco. Apparently he also had spent most of the night thinking of the day's events, and couldn't think of what had started them. Determined to ask Hollie (and perhaps run into Harry again) he set off to find the girl, only to hear her voice from the corridor outside.

"There you are Hollie, I wanted to ask…." Draco said only to be cut off by the sight of Harry. At first it appeared as though he had returned to normal, what with the sight of the smirk that was covering his face, but before either of the girls could say anything Draco launched himself at Harry, pushing him up against the wall and capturing his lips in yet another passionate embrace. Startled yet clearly enthralled, the girls watched as the two boys quickly got back into the rhythm that they had built up the night before, this time with Harry ending up with a bare chest.

"I thought you said this was going to be cleared up by the morning?" Hollie said once again captivated by the boys' tongue wrestling in front of them.

"I thought it would be, though to be honest, I really didn't pay too much attention to the spell after I read what it did and how to cast it," Stacy answered as a grin slowly spread across her face. "You know, I'm suddenly not so hungry anymore."

"Yeah, well, I suddenly find myself incredibly hungry," Hollie replied drooling.

All further talk was cut short at the dual sound of moaning emerging from the tangled heap that was Harry and Draco. Apparently oblivious to the girls' presence once again, the boys were growing hot and heavy, with Harry nibbling on Draco's neck as he gasped and dug his fingernails into Harry's back. After a few minutes (though what felt like forever to the salivating instigators) the sound of the boys' ministrations was paired with voices as the remaining time travelers entered the room and saw their missing members.

"Hollie, Stacy, there you are! I thought I told you to meet us in the Great Hall!" Lori exclaimed, striding over to where the two girls were standing motionless. "Hello? Are you guys even listening? What are you staring at…?" But she stopped dead as she caught sight of what they were watching.

"Hey, it's a two-fer!" Sam said with a laugh as she came up behind Lori, Chelli following with a disgusted look upon her normally pretty features.

"I think I've died and gone to heaven," Lori muttered, startling Hollie and Stacy out of their manlove-enduced stupor as they turned to look at their captivated friend.

"Indeed," Hollie said, grinning, as Lori gasped as the sight of Draco chewing on Harry's bottom lip.

"Yes, isn't it fantastic?" Stacy said grabbing Lori's shoulder to keep her from falling over.

Laughing, Stacy and Hollie turned back to watch the boys right as the spell finally broke and Harry and Draco regained their senses. Realizing the compromising position they were in, the boys sprang apart, spitting and wiping their mouths off like madmen. Shooting Harry the coldest look he could produce, Draco started to storm out of the room. But when Harry dove for the rapidly fading girls, he barreled after him, not wanting to see Hollie hurt even after that stunt, slamming into the group just as the automatic timer on the time machine went off and they were transported through time. With a large splash, the seven of them landed in the lake, proving Lori's point that the aim on the machine was slightly off.

They came up spluttering, and started swimming for shore before they realized that Draco wasn't with them. Knowing he had been transported, Hollie frowned, and motioned for the others to go on as she dived back under the water, opening her eyes to search the murky depths for the Slytherin boy. She felt something brush her leg, and looked down in time to see the boy sinking beneath her into the plant infested areas of the lake. His eyes caught hers briefly before he lost consciousness, and she reached for him as fast as she could, getting a hold on his arm just as he was about to completely sink from sight. She pulled him to the surface, and levitated him to shore, before doing the same to herself, too tired to swim any further. The last thing she saw before she blacked out was a burst of red sparks, and a familiar face hovering over hers…