Trying to actually seduce Snape is proving harder than I originally thought. For one, I can't find the man. And for two, every time I go to my room Marvil is there glaring at me, pestering me to go back and look. I swear he thinks he's cupid!

Hmmmm.

I have an idea.

About 10 minutes after I have devised my excellent 'New' plan I go find Snape.

Like I said before it's near impossible to find him.

I think he is in the basement but im really to scared to go down there after what happened last time.

I knock on the door.

No reply.

Fine then, well I shall just leave Marvil to wonder round the house looking like cupid. It's quite funny actually. I have tied a gold tinsel halo to his big ears and silver tinsel to his back to create wings.

He wouldn't let me dye his dish towel toga pink. Not that he really let me staple the tinsel to his ears and back but I have learned how to over power the tiny elf. I simply bite him back.

Sure my bites are nothing compared to his and I end up gagging because of the smell and my legs are now bleeding ruthlessly but I did it. Now all I have to do is wait for Snape to see him.

I also stapled a hand-made card to his head. Hehe. His little arms are so small and tied down with tinsel that he can't reach to get it off.

The card reads;

Hey Sevy-Kins,

Violets are blue

Roses are red

I love your eyes

And the hair on your head.

All my hearts desire.

Your secret admirer.

I didn't really want to have a dig at him about the whole hair fiasco, but I couldn't resist. I mean when would I get the chance again.

Hair today gone tomorrow.

There's a yell from down stairs.

"MISS GRANGER"

Hehehe.

Oh wait, he doesn't actually sound pleased. I suppose I can't blame him, I've mutilated his house elf.

"Hmm?" I ask innocently as I decent the stairs.

"What is this?" he's holding up the card, I don't think he had even noticed Marvil having a bloody fit on the floor.

"Oh, I don't know" I say looking at the card with interest.

"What do you mean you don't know" he looks so confused. Bless.

"It, noooooo, that can't be right…It looks like a vallentines card"

"I am well aware of that Miss Granger, why do I have it?"

"Are you sure it was addressed to you?" I ask pretending like I never sent it.

"Yes Miss Granger" he says with a sigh.

"Oh fancy that" I playfully gab him in the arm, "looks like you have an admirer"

He scowls at me.

"Miss Granger why did you staple this to my house elf's head?"

"I never"

"Miss Granger" he says and points over at Marvil on the floor.

Oh damn! So he had noticed. Crap.

"I didn't do that" I say with puppy-dog doe eyes.

"Yes Missy did.Missy Mudblood be dressing up Marvil like he was a Christmas tree" the little elf spits.

"Now if I wanted you to look like a Christmas tree Marvil I would have included fairy lights" I state.

"So you did do this then" Snape doesn't so much as ask he rather states the obvious.

"Maybe" I say grumpily.

"Why?" He is still not angry. Strange.

"Well I wanted to talk to you and you keep avoiding me" I tell him. "It's hard not having anyone to talk to, I'm use to having friends."

"I see" he says. He almost looks guilty. "This isn't easy for me you know" he tries to tell me.

I have no idea what he is going on about but this conversation has lasted well over a minutes and I'm not stopping it now.

I nod my head viciously.

"Miss Granger…Hermione…" he struggles to say.

Oh My God. He just called me Hermione. Oh My God.

"I….I…" he begins.

Yes. Yes. Hurry up. Spit it out. The tension is killing me.

Suddenly there is a knock at the door.

CRAP.

He goes over to answer it leaving me standing here gaping.

It's Lucius Malfoy

DOUBLE CRAP.

"It's time" he simply says.

Snape looks over to me. He almost looks concerned.

"Come" he orders.

And I do. I don't know why but I think I might die tonight. Always the optimistic I know.

But there is something in the back of my head that tells me, As long as Snape is there, as long as I don't leave his side I'll be ok. It's stupid I know but it's all the hope I have.

I slowly follow them out the door.

I can hear Marvil still struggling with the staples and tinsel and can't help but suppress a grin.