Eternally Yours

Chapter 17

Troublesome Weasels

Authors Note: I'm warning you straight off that this is going to be a short chapter, but I figured that you guys wouldn't mind. I'll put another chapter up pretty soon.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter

Hermione was back at Hogwarts, desperately trying to finish all of Tuesday's homework so that she could go down to 'detention' with Severus.

'What's up?' Harry asked, plopping himself down on the chair next to Hermione.

Hermione's eyes flicked back and forth across the page of the book that she was reading. She didn't even look up at him, 'Trying to finish my homework.'

Harry raised an eyebrow at her. 'I can see that, but why the rush?'

'Detention,' she answered absently, scratching an answer down.

Harry frowned, 'What did you get a detention for?'

Hermione finally looked up at him, 'Don't you remember you little soiree out on the Quiddich pitch?'

'That was ages ago, and nobody else got a detention. Why are you all of the sudden getting one for it now?'

Hermione scratched down her last answer and closed her book. 'Ask me no questions and I'll tell you no lies.' She scooped all her books, papers, and quills into her bag, zipped it, and threw it over one shoulder.

'What does that mea... Oh! Hermione! That's so gross!' A pained look came over Harry's face.

Just then Ronald Weasley chose a very inopportune moment to arrive.

He looked at both of them in confusion, 'What's disgusting?'

Hermione shook her head, 'Nothing Ron. I'll see you later.' With that she practically skipped out of the room.

'Where's she going?' Ron asked.

'Detention,' Harry groaned.

'Well what's she so happy for if she's got detention?'

'Believe me, you don't want to know.'

Hermione found Severus in his office sitting on the couch with a book open in the crook of one arm.

'What are you reading Sev?' Hermione asked, plopping down on the couch next to him.

'Nothing important,' he said, flipping his book closed and catching her lips in his.

Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned over him so that they were both lying down.

Finally Severus broke away.

Hermione smiled contentedly, 'Two days is a long time.'

Severus smiled, 'You're telling me, I had to fight down the urge to jump you in the middle of class yesterday.'

'I'm sure that would have made class much more interesting.'

'My class wasn't interest...Mmm.'

Hermione had kissed him again, snaking her warm tongue into his mouth, she'd been about to relieve him of his shirt when he suddenly sat up.

'What is it?' Hermione asked, confused.

Severus stood up. 'Someone's at the door.'

Hermione stood now too, standing on her tippy toes in order to see over Severus' shoulder and into the other room.

Finally Severus sighed and Hermione stood normally, feeling rather relieved until he said, 'Draco, it's only you.'

Hermione slunk back behind Severus, trying to hide, which didn't work very well because Severus walked into the other room to see what Draco wanted. Hermione sighed and followed him, desperately trying to think up some lie about why she'd been lying on top of Severus in his office with her tongue in his mouth.

Severus was just about to wish Draco good luck at the Quiddich match on Friday and tell him to wipe the field with Potter's ass, when he remembered what Narcissa had told him about Draco's feelings for Hermione.

'What are you doing here Granger?' Draco asked scathingly, looking over Severus' shoulder.

That pretty much sealed it for Draco. 'THAT IS NONE OF YOUR BUISNESS, MR. MALFOY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE ANYWAY? YOU SHOULD BE BACK IN THE SLYTHERIN COMMON ROOM, NOT WONDERING AIMLESSLY ABOUT THE DUNGEONS! I'M GOING TO PERSONALLY ESCORT YOU THERE RIGHT NOW!' Severus lurched forward and grabbed Draco by his robes.

Draco looked up at Severus with something short of malice. 'I have a letter for you from my mother. I don't know why her owl brought it to me, but...' Draco handed him an envelope.

Severus threw the envelope at Hermione and rushed out of the room with Draco twisted in his robes and struggling to keep up.

Hermione chuckled a bit and opened the note.

'Severus,

I sent this to Draco so that he could bring it to you himself. Was your little Gryffindor strumpet there? I hope so, he does so fancy her.

What do you want to....'

That was as far as Hermione got though, because just then Ronald Weasley showed up.

'What do you want?' She asked, frowning in confusion.

Ron looked at her suspiciously, 'I thought you had detention.'

'I do. Severus is just dealing with something in his,'

Ron cut her of. 'Severus?'

Hermione clapped a hand over her mouth.

Just then Severus, as if summoned by his own name, came waltzing into the room, his voice thick with innuendo. 'That takes care of that, darling, now we can get back to what we were doing before...' Severus broke off, spotting Ron.

Ron's face had gone pale, and his eyes widened as everything fell into place.