"Miss Weasley? Are you hurt? Snape asked, partly covering his eyes even though Ginny was completely covered by the side of the bed. "Ginny?".
"Yes, I am okay." Ginny sighed in response from behind the bed. "Sorry about that.".
"Would you care to explain why you were… lying on my bed in that… attire?" he asked, removing his hand from his face.
Shocked, Ginny popped up from behind the side of the bed so you could just see her head, she managed a quiet yell, "Your bed? This is my room!" she had a look of complete bewilderment on her face.
Snape laughed, "I was clearly told by your father that my room was the first door on the left after the stairs. It just so happens that that room is this room!" he spat.
"This is my room, I've already been here for a night with the rest of my family!" she argued. "Go and find my dad and tell him it is already occupied.". Ginny was seething, she was just having a nice relax on her bed and was now being accused of waiting for her Professor in only her underwear.
Being as stubborn as ever, Snape replied, "I am not going anywhere, Miss Weasley. If anyone will be changing rooms it will be you". He smiled a sarcastic smile.
Thinking she could use the current situation to her advantage, Ginny stood up to reveal herself in only a bra and knickers.
Getting angrier by the minute, Snape immediately span around so he was facing the back of the closed door. "What in Merlin's name do you think you are doing?", he shouted huskily towards the door, "Cover yourself this instance!" he was trying his best to sound annoyed but most of his brain was trying to put his mind off the gorgeous body that stood not far behind him. Naturally, his body was reacting to her. Luckily for him, Ginny couldn't see as he was facing the other way and surrounded in his billowing robes.
He could not see Ginny, nor hear her doing anything. "Ginny… are you covered yet?" he said hesitantly, not looking around still.
To his surprise, she had managed to silently walk up behind him and replied right into his ear a seductive, "No.". She put her hands on his shoulders and rubbed them slowly, "If all rooms are occupied then someone is going to have to share…" she whispered into the same ear. A moan escaped his lips. The cloak that had previously rested on his shoulders had been gently tugged off him and fell to the floor.
"Ginny, stop." he swallowed nervously, looking up to the ceiling. "We can't do this. I will go and find a spare room now.". He put his hand on the doorknob and as he was about to turn it, she spoke again.
"Professor…?" Ginny said in almost a question-like tone. Snape turned around to look at her. The doorknob was instantly forgotten and Ginny's lips were on his.