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Cheap Thrills
Take Your Medicine
Once in the Entry Hall, the accompanying Gryffindors milled around, waiting for Hermione to stick her foot in her mouth. Exercising great care, Hermione kept her mouth and eyes shut, at least until she heard the unmistakable sound of Professor Snape's voice. Terrified, eyes found him in an instant. She knew that Snape notice them, "please, no." She begged Ron to release her, because she knew what would happen. "He's coming over here!"
"Though Gryffindor's aren't known to be brilliant, you all should know that this is not Gryffindor Tower and therefore need to find it." Snape could see, Hermione's self-imposed pain and directed, "what is the matter Ms. Granger, forgotten where your common room is?" Hermione, made no move to respond or open her eyes, merely turned a deep sanguine shade. "Answer me girl."
"Professor," closing eyes. "I fancy you, Sir." Panicked. "Damn you Ron!"
The bewildered Professor levelled a piercing gaze on the suddenly shocked students. "Silencio. Mr. Weasley, undo whatever you've done to Ms. Granger.
Released and demoralized. She couldn't face him.
"Mr. Weasley?" Snape demanded.
"Troublemakers' stone, Sir."
Snape reached out for it.
"Sir, you don't want to touch it." Ron warned.
Levitating it. "I will be speaking to your Head of House, punishment yet to be fixed." Dispassionately, "I didn't know Gryffindors would cannibalize their own."
Once Harry and Neville heard, they were somewhat mollified. By the following day; Harry, Neville and Hermione became quiet a hot-topic.