An Unlikely Alliance

Snape was doubled over, one hand pressed to his mouth. One might have assumed he was in pain, but it was quite the opposite really.

Severus Snape was laughing. Despite the pain that still murmured behind his chest, he was laughing as hard as he could.

Only Draco Malfoy could manage to not only botch one of the easiest antilove potions but run into the very person who could have one made in sixteen seconds. Ginny Weasley really was a genius with potions, surpassing even Hermione Granger. Snape looked forward to the day she bested him.

He controlled himself with difficulty and went back into the main room where Ginny and Draco waited. Ginny had magicked off the sticky potion from her robes and clothes. Draco was still struggling with his own. Having grown up with six brothers, Ginny was used to messes and she was insanely good at fixing them. She finally appeared to grow tired of watching Draco flounder and waved her wand. The goo disappeared.

He shot her a half grateful, half irritated look. She returned it with her breath taking smile.

Snape cleared his throat, though he really wanted to shove them together in a closet and force them to make out. Both students looked over at him.

"Mr. Malfoy, I ask that next time you try a spell of that level, you seek help." He worded it carefully, knowing Draco thought Ginny had no idea what spell he had tried.

Ginny winked approval and stood up. "If that's all..." She began.

"Yes, Mis Weasley. You too Mr. Malfoy."

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Ginny barely noticed Luna heading down to the dungeons as she left. She was too busy trying to stop her ass from wiggling. She knew full well that Draco was in perfect distance to watch it and she was trying very hard to convince her body she did not want him. Her body was having nothing of it.

Finally she turned and confronted him. "Why were you making an antilove potion?" SHe demanded.

He blinked. "Because Pansy Parkinson is a cow who needs to get a boyfriend."

"Besides you?" she taunted with a smile.

"Yes. I rather think she needs a lobotomy but I'm told I need a doctor's liscence to do that."

"And they're pretty much outlawed."

"Are they? Damn."

She smiled, rocking back on her heels. "I can help."

He blinked again. "And why you do that?"

SHe shrugged, "Because I can. ANd I have a suspicion that you can be civil when it suits you."

"Of course I can."

She grinned, "I figured. Now let's see how long you can take it."

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Luna traipsed lightly into the Potions classroom. She was a little upset that Snape wasn't there, but she knew she had signed up for extra potions practice for this time, so she wanted to make the most of it. She set her bag down, pulling out her apron and dragon hide gloves. She pinned her hair back with a bright pink hair clip and stuck her wand behind her ear as she set up her cauldron. She lit the flames and set about a potion.

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Snape was swearing.

Everything had been going perfectly until just now.

It shouldn't have been her. She shouldn't have even been there. He hadn't thought to ask GInny if her potion had worked. Not that he needed to. From her obvious annoyance and the way she kept sneaking glances at Draco when she thought he wasn't looking, he knew as well as she did who her soulmate was.

It shouldn't have been her. It should have been any other person. Any teacher. McGonnagall or even Trelawney. Not her. Not Luna Lovegood.

(A/N: I love myself! And Fanfiction in general!