The Gryffindor girls had heard that Harry and Neville would be in detention with Hagrid for fighting with Draco in the sixth year. They gathered by the wood pile to watch as the two boys helped Hagrid cut and split firewood for the winter.

As it was a warm fall day both boys had stripped their shirts off as they swung their axes, sweat glistening in the sunlight.

Hermione said, "Remember Harry is MINE! you can look but only I get to touch!"

"So Neville is fair game?" Ginny asked with a grin.

Luna had come along quietly, no one noticing her as usual, "No. Not unless you want your Chi rearranged." She said with a hungry glint in her eyes. Her voice even more breathless than ususal.

Professor McGonnagal walked up behind the girls clearing her voice to no avail. Gazing out at the two young males working hard she smiled and said, "Carry on girls. Just try not to get too much saliva on the firewood."