*Author's Note:

- 'Thoughts'

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The Discoveries of a Seventh year Potions Class

Chapter 2: Secrets and Slytherin charm

~* Neville *~

He hurried down the corridor away from the Hospital Wing after saying his goodbyes to Ginny and Zabini, well, he didn't actually talk to the Slytherin, he just managed an off sort of nod in his general direction. He was walking very fast down the hallways, scared shitless. He had messed with Severus bloody Snape! He was so screwed.

He was so lost in a bubble of fear and anxiety that he didn't notice what was in front of him until he ran into it. Luna Lovegood's eyes were clouded over and it looked like she was asleep, but when he caught her, he saw that she actually was asleep and he had just woken her up.

"Luna, are you alright?" he asked, looking at her worriedly. "Why yes Neville, I was just having a lovely dream about the gnomes in my garden" she said airily. He grinned at her, then noticed his arms were still around her and quickly pulled them to his sides, blushing profusely.

"Why did you do that?" she asked

"Well, I didn't …." he took a deep breath "I didn't think you wanted me to, you know..." he trailed off.

Suddenly Luna's face was very close to his and his heart rate tripled. "Why on earth would I not want you to touch me" she whispered softly, trailing her hands up his chest, stroking his neck and threading her petite fingers through his hair.

She kissed him, softly and sweetly; ghosting over his lips, teasing him. After a minute, Neville felt nervousness boil up "Luna?" he murmured.

"Oh just kiss me, Neville" she whispered fiercely, kissing him in a decidedly less sweet and innocent way.

Neville laced his fingers behind her and pulled her against him, fear forgotten.

~* Harry *~

11 : 45 pm -

Harry had been lying in the Hospital Wing bed for a couple minutes when he heard Hermione start talking:

"Malfoy?"

-'What?, since when are Drac- Malfoy and Hermione on speaking terms?'

"What do you want Granger? I was just having a wonderful dream about beating up poor defenceless house elves"

- 'Yeah right Draco, pull the other one, it's got bells on it.'

Hermione snorted "Shut it, ferret, I want to know why you and Harry are in here if your Slytherin bum-buddy isn't, didn't the same potion affect all of you?"

- 'Bum-Buddy?! What the fuck? When did this happen? And when did Hermione start talking like that?

"Granger" he purred "that is the most disturbingly vulgar sentence that I have ever heard come out of your mouth. Blaise is most certainly not my lover, anyway, you should be asking your gorgeo- I mean you should be asking golden boy that question."

- 'Oh, thank god- wait what? Gorgeous….really Draco? I didn't realise you thought of me like that'

Harry's grin was threatening to split his face, this truth-potion was really coming in handy…."I wont tell my gorgeous friend what you said if you answer my question…" he heard Hermione say.

- 'Hermione, you Slytherin. Good, keep him talking'

"You should have been a Slytherin, Granger….whatever, I'll tell you"

- 'Great minds think alike, that girl is devious'

Malfoy started talking: "Well, we ran out of the room and stood there gasping until Har- Potter, I mean" Hermione giggled and Harry heard Malfoy growl.

- 'Oh my Gods! He fucking growled, that is the sexiest thing I have ever heard.' Harry subconsciously moaned as he imagined Draco growling in a wholly different way. There was silence…'Shit! They heard! I better pretend I'm having a nightmare.' Harry rolled around a bit and then quieted down, hoping it was believable.

"Funny, I've never heard him do that before" Hermione mused aloud.

- 'You are too smart for your own good, my friend.'

"Whatever, continue Malfoy"

- 'Yes, please do, my sexy slytherin…oh whatever, It's my mind so where's the harm? He is sexy.'

"Yeah, Potter noticed you weren't there I suppose and so he ran back in the classroom, stupid, brave Griffindor that he is, and of course, passed out as he tried to help you."

- 'I'm not stupid! Well, thanks, brave, how sweet of you, Draco'

Draco was quiet. "What about you Malfoy?" Hermione asked gently. He stayed silent. "Need I remind you that he could somehow mysteriously find out that you call him Harry in your mind, and you think he's gorgeous and brave….." she pressed on.

- 'No need Hermione, you Slytherin, you.'

"Slytherin" Draco muttered. "Yeah well, I couldn't just let Golden boy go kill himself, so I, like the total idiot I am, tried to help. And I passed out, so Blaise levitated us out of the classroom, sensibly."

- 'You, Draco? You were the one who saved me?'

Hermione gasped "You, you, you…like him"

"If you ever tell anyone about this Granger, I swear I'll- "

- '…HE LIKES ME TOO…..'

"Don't worry, I won't tell him"

- 'You don't need to'

"Good, now go to sleep"

"Night, Draco"

"Don't call me that"

"Why not?" she asked innocently.

"We are so not friends, Granger"

"Goodnight Draco"

He huffed "Whatever Granger"

- 'Goodnight you two'

The sunlight hit Harry's eyes, bright and piercing; groaning, he fumbled around on the bedside table for his glasses. Blinking, Harry squeezed his eyes shut for a minute and then tried to focus; Hermione was sitting up in the bed next to him, reading. The changes about her were minuscule and he had to stare at her for a minute before his sleep-addled brain caught up with him and comprehension settled in.

"You're burning holes in my head Harry" she said faintly.

"Sorry, sorry, it's just a bit odd for one of my best friends to age twenty years in the span of a few hours."

Hermione chuckled, "Yes, my thoughts exactly: 'a bit odd'."

A groan emanated from Draco's bed, he rolled over and sat up "If it's before 7 am, I am going to hurt someone" he grouched. Harry stared, the boy was wearing black boxers and nothing else…he was going to have a bloody heart attack. Malfoy got out of bed and padded to his neatly folded clothes, waving his wand over them quickly; cleaning them. Hermione glanced up and giggled slightly, the Slytherin sex god was certainly not self-conscious; and fair enough, he was leanly muscled and the air around was practically buzzing with confidence. But Luna would probably say that was just nargles or swedish pixies or something equally ridiculous.

Draco looked up, saw the Griffindors gawking at him and smirked, he ran his hand over his hip and hooked a finger under the waistband of his boxers, as if to slide them down. Hermione blinked owlishly and looked back at her book, not even blushing, Harry, on the other hand, dropped his jaw and his eyes widened. Draco grinned evilly, grabbed his shirt and pulled it on; he turned around and finished getting dressed.

When he looked behind him, Harry was also dressed and gallantly helping Hermione out of bed. Slightly disappointed with Harry's apparent recovery, Draco walked with them to the great hall for breakfast. And he totally didn't check Harry's ass out. Not even once. Well…..

~* Ginny *~

Ginny skulled around the foyer by the great hall, waiting for her two best friends to get there. Although not actually effected by the rouge potions, she had been feeling the effects ever since she stepped into the Hospital Wing to visit Hermione.

When had left the Hospital Wing with Zabini and Neville, Neville had wandered off muttering something about greenhouses and nargles. The silence was a bit uncomfortable with the Slytherin until they came to the main passageway down to the dungeons and he grabbed her hand. Ginny jumped and reached for her wand, freezing when he brought her knuckles to his lips and kissed her hand before spinning around and waltzing away down the corridor.

Then there was the moment when Harry slipped up in front of Malfoy, and Snape was kind to Hermione. This was going to be a very strange week…

Ginny stepped back to let a pair of Ravenclaw third years pass and she felt a person very very close to her back. She spun around, "Oh, sorry, I didn't me-" Ginny froze. Blaise Zabini was mere inches from her, and the way he stared at her…it made her shiver and a warm feeling pool in-between her legs. "Hello Ginny" he purred seductively. 'Oh Merlin, he is so gorgeous…I want to kiss him so damn much right now…..' she suddenly felt his fingers trace her jaw and she was abruptly snapped out of her haze of lust. "What the fuck do you think you're doing Zabini" she hissed furiously

"I was about to say the same thing" Malfoy drawled from behind her. Ginny was about to lay into both Slytherins when Neville walked up to them, holding Luna's hand. That pretty much shut them all up. "Heya guys" he said cheerfully

"Hi Neville, Luna" came the slightly confused response from the Griffindors.

"Hermione, you look beautiful" Luna observed serenely

"Thank you Luna" Hermione said faintly

"Are you waiting for anyone?" Luna asked, smiling blindingly

"No" was the general response of the collective group and so, without further conversation, the group walked into the Hall.

~* Severus *~

Buttering a piece of slightly burnt toast, Severus glanced up as gasps spread through the hall like fiend-fire. Hermione, Potter and Weasley were walking down the hall, but it didn't escape his notice that Longbottom (that twit) went to the Ravenclaw table with the strange girl Luna Loony-something. 'So this is justice? That bumbling idiot causes me to blurt out things that I should never say…and he gets a girl?' Severus snarled and several teachers jumped and looked at him with wide eyes.

He went back to his breakfast and was sipping his coffee, skimming his eyes over the Griffindor table, trying to be casual when he spluttered, coughing on the drink. Hermione was eating a banana, or rather, she was sensually consuming it, and it made him get an uncomfortable stiffness in his nether regions. He had severely screwed up last night, and he knew it, but if she was punishing him, she was just being cruel. 'Dear Merlin, did she just lick it? I need a cold shower.' Severus had been interested in the Griffindor ever since he saw how talented, beautiful and fierce she had been in the battle. He thought she was beautiful and intelligent, and ever since the beginning of this school year, his mind had also been travelling in a different direction whenever he thought of her. The thought of filling her as she moaned in his arms was enough to make him cum.

He realised what he was thinking about was not something he should be thinking about in front of most of the school.

His…problem had not decreased, in fact he was even harder. Thank Merlin for robes he thought, smirking slightly. 'Gods, classes will be difficult today' he mused miserably. "And why will that be Professor Snape?" asked Professor Mcgonagall. "I don't know what you're talking about" he snapped tersely. "Excuse me, I must prepare for my first lesson" Snape stalked away from the head table. 'How could I let that slip out? I can't wait for this potion to wear off' .

~* Hermione *~

"What is he doing?"

Ginny smiled, "He looks like he's in pain, 'Mione….you are really bad" Hermione grinned and continued playing with the banana. "Good, I hope this is all he can think about" she muttered.

The Snape Seduction Ploy (as Ginny had so eloquently dubbed it) was in phase 1, and had been kickstarted by Ginny's insistence that she must take advantage of her age and his inability to keep his thoughts to himself.

"Now lick it" Ginny whispered. Hermione turned pink and shook her head, "I can't do that!". "Prude" her younger friend accused, grinning darkly. Hermione Granger, ever the brave Griffindor took that in her stride and ran her tongue along the fruit for all she was worth.

Ginny cackled quietly next to her and leant against her best friend for support as she shook with laughter. Hermione looked at her, "So?" she whispered, "What's he doing?"

Recovering from her fit of hysteria, Ginny murmured happily "He just choked on his coffee and looked like he was going to pass out. Its working!"

~* Blaise *~

"So, have a fun time with your boy-crush Potter last night?"

Draco glared at him "I'm going to forget you said that. Anyway, whats the deal with you and the weasel girl?"

Blaise shrugged "She's pureblood, and she's sexy"

Draco snorted "She's a blood traitor and that's debatable"

"We both know that she'd be a good shag, and look at her.." They looked over to the Griffindor table, the witch in question was smirking at Granger and her hair shone beautifully. Blaise felt a tug in his gut and his heart sped up a bit. He knew he loved the Griffindor, he wasn't delusional, but it was imperative that no one else knew.

Draco glanced at his friend and shook his head, it had finally happened, the Slytherin sex prince had met his match. His best friend was sick. Lovesick.

"She's a Weasley, mate" he gently reminded Blaise. "Do I look like I want to do anything other than shag her senseless?" Blaise asked. "Yes" Malfoy replied, smirking smugly "you, my friend, are in love."

"And you, my friend, are in love with the golden boy, saviour of the wizard world, the boy who lived…."

Draco was scowling "I know, I know, shut up."

Blaise snickered "Lets go, lover boy"

"That's rich coming from you" Draco snorted

The Slytherin boys walked out of the Great Hall, their departure only noticed by the golden boy himself. His green eyes had been fixed on them since they had entered and when Harry finally looked away, he found himself face to face with Ginny. She grinned triumphantly and whispered

"May I present Harry Malfoy…"