A/N: I just realized how long it's been since I updated my stories... Things have been pretty crazy. I had to deal with a family crisis not long after my last update. I'm still not completely over that. And I've been pretty busy with school and sports, and now pursuing a really awesome guy who seems to be either completely oblivious or is afraid of girls. And now I'm back where I started. Finals. But then summer! Here's an update! Please review!

Standing awkwardly in his office, she watched as Snape tried to vanish the slime from his robes and hair. He tried various spells, some of which she had never even heard of. None of them worked.

"Uh, sir, this slime is really disgusting."

"Yes it is Granger. What did you expect? Roses? Puppies? Freshly baked cookies?"

"No, sir. May I use your shower? I can't very well go back to my dorm looking like this. Or eat for that matter."

Snape glared at her. Then he sighed. And finally, he said,

"Follow me."

He led her into his rooms, showed her to the bathroom and called a house elf to get her personal belongings from her dorm room. She smiled and thanked him, even though she was against the use of house elves. She didn't want to return to her dorm smelling like Snape's shampoo either. That would definitely raise questions.

Closing the door, she waited patiently, trying a few more vanishing charms until the house elf returned. Then she removed her surely destroyed uniform and turned on the shower. As she waited for the water to heat up she folded up her slime covered uniform and banished it to her room.

She checked the pile of things that the house elf had brought her and found that she would be wearing a pair of nice black pants and a pretty dark purple blouse with little flowers on it. Also in the pile was a pair of silver high heels that she had bought on impulse when she saw them in a catalogue. Then of course there was her shampoo and body wash.

Hermione stepped into the shower and began to shampoo the slime out of her hair. According to the tempus charm she cast, she had been in the shower for twenty minutes by the time the slime was gone. She was concentrating on rinsing the last of the shampoo from her hair and didn't hear the door open.

She wiped water out of her eyes and opened them and saw none other than Professor Snape standing in the doorway. And she was in the shower! And she could see him so… damn, that meant he could see her. He had already disappeared before she even realized this, but she knew he'd seen her. She finished rinsing her hair quickly and conjured a towel.

A few minutes later she was dressed in the outfit the house elf brought her, and she charmed her hair into loose silky curls. She banished her remaining belongings to her dorm and exited the bathroom to have a nice little awkward chat with her professor.

She found him in his office grading papers. She leaned against the doorframe between his personal rooms and his office and waited for him to notice her. He looked up from his grading and couldn't help but think that she looked pretty. And quite at home leaning against the door like that. Wearing a nice outfit that was definitely not a uniform. With her wet hair curled like that, not bushy or at all pink. In his apartment. And dammit, now she wanted an explanation.

"I apologize Miss Granger. I was merely wondering if you'd decided to drown yourself."

"You could have knocked first. I would have assured you that wasn't the case. For your information, that slime took forever to get off," Hermione snapped.

"Well then, you should be able to make some progress on these second year essays while I shower," Snape told her, as he strode past her and headed in the direction of his bathroom. Hermione stood in the doorway looking in the direction Snape had vanished for a few moments before her brain registered what he had said. She still couldn't get over his pink hair.

She went and sat down at his desk, her fury dissipating as she created the perfect revenge. It was also quite difficult, she found, to be angry with a dungeon bat with bright pink hair. She picked up his quill and began to grade… fifteen minutes and two and half essays later, Hermione cast a silencing spell on her shoes. She crept through Snape's rooms and reached out to grab the doorknob. Before she had a chance to talk herself out of it, she opened the door, just as he had done to her. She knew he saw her. And whoa. Underneath those robes, he wasn't bad looking at all. Actually, Hermione found him quite attractive.

She returned to his desk to continue grading essays as she waited for him. He still owed her a dinner after all. She had graded a total of three essays when he stomped into his office, wet hair not greasy for once, and also slime free, but unfortunately for him, still very pink. He didn't look happy. Hermione smiled at him and put her feet up on his desk resting the pointy part of her silver heels against the edge of the desk.

"What's the matter sir?" she asked innocently.

"You know very well, Miss Granger," he snapped, glaring at her.

"Sorry sir, I just wanted to make sure you hadn't drowned. You know, since I was here, I'd probably be blamed…"

He continued to glare at her, and she just sat there with her feet up. He was still glaring at her several minutes later but his eyes had lost the harshness.

"Very well Granger. Get your feet off my desk. I could have you expelled for what you just did, but I suppose I won't."

"Only because I would get you fired first," Hermione retorted. Snape paused mid step.

"Whatever you say, Miss Granger."

"I believe you owe me dinner," Hermione said, removing her feet from his desk and flashing him a smile.