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CHAPTER TREE

"My sex life is really not that interesting," Severus informed dull.

"Come on Severus, there must be something odd you've done... Have you ever done it on the Quidditch pitch? A place you could get caught?" She smiled innocently.

"Well, beside that dungeons wall, I guess I've done it in the Hogwarts garden," he blushed a dull red, or was it the booze? Hermione tittered.

"The Hogwarts garden? That's a nice place, romantic too..." Hermione said dreamily.

"You planning on doing it in the garden too? I guess I could inform you of the best spot where there's a perfect view," They both laughed and Hermione nearly got some Scotch down wrong.

"Yes please do, but now you're at it, other strange places?" Hermiones asked interested.

"In a bathroom in Hogsmaede, now I believe it is your turn to tell something," Severus said quickly and Hermione raised an eyebrow.

"That wasn't so bad, well that depends what bathroom it was..." She asked sweetly. "The Hogs Head? That strange café called something with R or... What is it called? Madam Piddufu... Piddy Pedda?" Hermione tried.

"Yes, that one, your turn," Hermione laughed.

"That one? The pink fluffy one?" Snape nodded dully and Hermione began rolling in the bed laughing frenziedly. "YOU IN THAT PINK CAFÉ!" She laughed some more and had to dry her eyes in the end.

"Your turn..." He informed and Hermione poured some more Scotch for them both.

"Well..." she paused, "Harry lost his virginity to Cho Chang..." She said trying not to talk about herself.

"That is very interesting and I would love to hear more, but before that, you..." He looked into her eyes and she blushed.

"Well, Victor is a Quidditch player..." she said blushing. "I was allowed to use the Floo to get to Bulgarian and visit him, think it was a year ago, the vacation before sixth year," she paused and they both sipped of their drink, "I was going to a Quidditch training to see him play, and after it... we... just... did it..." she blushed little more. "We had been alone on the Quidditch pitch and then he went to shower and I walked in with him..." She smiled shyly, "it's been a long time since I last saw him. Didn't see him it the summer vacation and I'm not that interested in him anymore. We have nothing in common, he's only into Quidditch, and our conversations get so shallow. Usually it ends with that we shag or something," Hermione looked into her half-full glass of Scotch. "Bottoms up?" She raised her glass towards him to show how much she had let. He had around the same.

"Bottoms up," he said and they both bottomed.

"Quidditch pitch, the shower, elsewhere?"

"Usual places, the bed, the floor, the kitchen, a closet," she trailed off trying not to meet his gaze.

"More?" She poured some more Scotch for them both.

"A closet?" Snape really let out a shark like laugh.

"Yes, we were both... very... excited," she giggled at the expression in Snapes face.

"If poppel, plop, plis," he let out a girlish giggle, "people knew what you've told, you wouldn't be called a dull bookworm, bookmonster, bookhorse, book...something," both giggled again.

"Yes, but that's okay. Then there's more to the imagination," she smiled wickedly to him.

"Yes, who would ever think innocent Hermione Granger being a wild beast in bed... closet, outside, everywhere," Severus spoke amazed and Hermione giggled.

"And you too. Mr Mysterious-sexobject. I'm sure Pansy Parkinson imagines you when shagging with Draco," they both laughed frantically for minutes. "May I throw a spell at you?" She asked with an innocent voice. Severus snorted.

"Which one?"

"The tickling-ickling spell..."

"I'm already laughing..."

"May I challenge you to a duel?" She got up from the bed, bottomed her glass and found her wand. "I am the greatest dueller in the world," she laughed. "Just not too serious spells," Severus got out of bed too. They both swayed gently in their steps before falling onto the bed, laughing.

"I can't see strait..." Severus moaned sadly and made some odd expressions while trying to focus on Hermione. She laughed at him.

"All the girls want you," her voice sounded so far-away.

"Well I knew a lot of the girls fancy me..."

"Lot of the girls? It's practically everyone," Hermione informed, still giggling. "Have you ever tried a girl show up to detention in mini skirt?"

"Well, I suppose I have... A small skirt and playing with their hair..." He sighed strangely. "But it would be sad to ruin their self-esteem," he smirked before letting out another laugh.

"Yes... You: a real heart breaker. The girls are all over you..." they both chuckled.

There was a nice pause where both of them just enjoyed the company of each other. "Wonder if I'll ever be breath taking..." She mumbled quietly, "It will never be the same like with you guys. One guy can have ten girls hanging over him, in your case 500, but girls, there's really no guy who's hanging over the same girl for a long time. It's all about sex. If they do it, they just want sex."

"That's not all true. Guess many sees guys as sex maniacs, but we can fall in love too, have feelings..." He informed hurt, and Hermione looked at him.

"Have you ever been in love?" She looked into his deep liquorice pools, they were smiling.

"Only small crushes, not breath-taken in love..." They shared the same air.

"Yeah, me neither. At first I really thought Victor was the one," Severus raised an eyebrow, "yes, yes I know, a silly girl's imaginations. But I think that it is every girl's dream: true love and a great wedding and all..."

"People are naïve when it comes to love. When you love some one you feel it will last forever."

"Until that day when you look at your relationship, like I did with Victor. I didn't break up with him because I knew I would never be married with him, we just didn't have anything in common. I like books and knowledge, he like Quidditch and Quidditch..." She smiled cheerfully. "At least I got to be the one who broke up."

"Why did Potter and Chang break up?" Severus asked. He found the conversation really amusing.

"Well, Harry has always liked Cho, but Cho had some... Personal complications..."

"Diggory?"

"Yep. Two years ago when they first time kissed, she had started to cry. Harry told me about it, he is such an arse sometimes. I told him she was confused, Cedric had died and Harry was with him when it had happened. She was confused and felt she betrayed Cedric when being with Harry, that sort of thing... Harry is so dim when it comes to girls, Ron is too..." She sighed thinking of her two friends.

"I can imagine," Severus smiled.

"You have dimples," Hermione realised, "they're not big, almost not there," they were lying close to each other and Hermione could see every fraction of his skin. It was pale, but clean and nice.

"It is really not that difficult to understand women," she informed and Severus snorted.

"You can be a maze..."

"Some girls can," Hermione corrected, "I don't see myself as a maze, but on the other hand, I would never date a guy who had absolutely no experience with women."

"And Victor had?"

"Yes..."

"I suppose you're right. Being a world known Quidditch player, he must've attracted a lot of girls..." Severus agreed and Hermione bit her lip annoyed.

"Yes, I guess so... had sex all the time... I really don't hope I was just another one..." she sat up a bit to get a sip of her drink, before lying down next to him again.

"I am sure you weren't," Severus said encouraging, "beside, you have done what no other woman have. You broke up with him, not the other way around. That will keep you fresh in his mind," they both smiled.

"That's the secret of how to make the guy remember you? Do something he had never expected?"

"That's the same with women, isn't it?"

"Naa, girls remember every guy... I think..." Hermione smiled and bottomed her glass. "Guys can be just as confusing as girls though," Hermione said and raised a bit from the bed, to pour some more into both glasses.

"How? I think guys are very easy to figure out," Severus said.

"Sex, sex, sex?" She laughed, "Well, I shouldn't have brought it up, I have no idea of to read men, I've only been with Victor and he was quite easy to lure. It was just an idea I had, that guys have to be confusing too..." she smiled innocently.

"Some are, and some aren't," he said plainly. Hermione nodded.

"It's odd how girls can't shag with everyone like boys can... they can, but not without getting called..." She sighed.

"Yes..."

"Last year there was a guy in Gryffindor, he was with almost every girl in Hogwarts... from fifth year and up, the others were too young... I think," she smiled. "Just mention his name at breakfast tomorrow and you'll see how many girls who looks up," she giggled and shook her head dull.

"Except you of course," Severus pointed out.

"Yes, except me. I was too busy in the library studying. There wasn't even any important exams last year, as Harry and Ron pointed out," she laughed, "they tried to get me on a blind date..."

"With who?" Severus asked interested and opened his eyes wider to show she had his fully attention, she laughed at him.

"Some guy, Ravenclaw, can't remember his name..."

"Didn't you just say that girls remember every guy?"

"I didn't do anything with him. I actually was so surprised that I excused myself immediately and left, poor guy, it was rather cruel..." she sighed forlornly.

"You know, you could take advantage of situations like that," Severus highlighted.

"So I could give you all the sleazy details?" They both laughed and Hermione moved a bit to sit more comfortable.

"Yes," he admitted, which caused another fit of giggles from both of them. They were rolling around on the bed, sipping some of their drink occasionally and then they would laugh and giggle some more.

"Men never ever remember a woman, do they? They just hop on to the next hole..." Snape looked at her surprised, "well it's true isn't it?"

"Put in a rather cold frame, yes," Hermione nodded cleverly, "However," Severus started out slowly, "it is a gentleman's duty to remember the name of the girl he wakes up with," he leaned his head to the side a bit dull, Hermione noticed his glass was empty.

"No more booze," she informed and shook the empty Scotch bottle.

"On the table," he smirked and Hermione got up and fell to the bed again.

"Wow..." she mumbled and giggled. She got up again and stumbled over to the table and got another bottle of something she had no idea what was.

She poured it into their glasses.

"To victory," she said laughing.

"To victory over dried grass," Severus agreed, and they raised their glasses in salute and let them cling together. They both drank it in one shot and shuddered.

"What the fuck is this?" Hermione asked and shuddered.

"I believe you've found my Tequila," he said smirking.

"That's disgusting..." She informed making a strange expression.

"Just relax and sip," he said and did it. Hermione did the same, "you'll get used to it."

"Gudr," she mumbled, "Wonder what people are doing right now..." Hermione questioned quietly.

"Probably sleeping or, after your stories, shagging like bunnies," they both laughed and Hermione sipped some of the Tequila. It had an odd taste, but after a while it had no taste at all. Hermione was drunk, and so was Severus.

"Godaf..." Severus mumbled and laughed along with Hermione.

"Gufaf," Hermione responded and they started to invent their own language.

"Flopper. Floo powder," Severus added and Hermione nodded.

"Yes, I know him very well. I heard he's eating yellow mushrooms in the..." Both laughed before she could finish her sentence.

"You know, Goyle has had a girlfriend too, though I suspect that it was because she wanted to get close to Malfoy..."

"That must be the reason. He's a complete flol... fool, in potions... The only reason he's in NEWT potions is because of his parents, not that there are any good..."

"Thel, they're Death Eaters, aren't they?" Hermione asked followed by a small hiccup.

"Yow..." he answered dimly.

"Crispy, it is rather mysterious... Are you ever scared?" Hermione asked and leaned a bit closer to him.

"Only a fool wouldn't be," he answered and Hermione looked into his eyes. His eyes were blurry and his pupils were big.

"Guess you're right, tell me about it..." Hermione whispered and took a seat right next to him, leaning up against pillows.

"What do you know?" He asked fuzzy.

"You are making his potions..."

"I don't run around with the others, I don't rape and kill, I am doing simple things. Though, I have been faced with a muggle that had been tortured. I try my best, in secret, to save those who get captured, it's difficult and sometimes I can't do anything about it. Usually it's women who gets captured and brought back to the hide out. They are raped and then killed. That is his pleasure, to torture, rape and then kill the women..." he stopped and looked into Hermiones eyes.

"Sometimes I'm asked to do jobs to show him where my loyalty is..." he said slowly and Hermione knew what he meant with jobs.

"It is a bad comfort, but better one than ten. If you follow me..." They were still looking into each other's eyes.

"But that doesn't mean that it's right," he pointed out hazily.

"But it is necessary. If you don't he'll expose you and then you'll be completely lost..." Hermione comforted and sipped her drink and he did too.

"Yes, I hate what I am supposed to do, but on the other hand, I have to do it..."

"You know, Harry got the same problem. He's forced to use the unforgivable no matter what. If he wants the world to be a better place, he has to pull himself together."

Severus let out some air, he damned that Potter kid, well his father...

"You never wanted to have a family?" Asked Hermione after a while where they sat in silence, sipping their drink.

"I suppose I have," he said thoughtfully and scowled lightly, "but as you yourself complained about earlier, it is hard to find someone you can have a long conversation, intellectual as a common conversation," He poured some more brandy for them both.

"Well it's not our fault that we're born with such thirst for brilliance..." Hermione said highly, but a bit blurry too and laughed.

"Hear, hear," Severus raised his glass and she did too.

"There is this really evil professor here at Hogwarts," she purred before ending with a snicker.

"Who?" He asked shocked.

"Professor Snape. The evil potion master," she spoke in a bare whisper and both giggled.

"I think I've heard of him. Yes, he's a real git. Stupid bastard..." Severus agreed and poured more into their not-very-empty glasses.

"We should do some pranks on him," she giggled and Severus nodded eagerly.

"Yes, we should," he grabbed the tequila bottle and Hermione grabbed two of the largest bottles too and then they grabbed each other's hands and then they flew off.

"Where're we going? I'm still in my PJ," Hermione giggled as the two swayed from side to side in the dungeons. They were arm-locked and both giggling.

"So am I and I don't know. I went outside our quarters, your turn to decide," he slurred.

"To the potion room, batman!" Hermione spoke in a loud sober voice and grabbed him and forced him towards the potion room.

"This is an ugly potion room," he looked around the room, it was too dark for anyone to see anything.

"You can't even see anything..." Hermione laughed.

"I see darkness," he responded and tried to find his wand. "Here," he gave her the bottle, which she began sucking at right away. "Plip!" Severus told the wand, nothing happened, "Luna," he tried again. "Lumos," the light erupted from the tip of the wand, and both narrowed their eyes in protection of the light. Hermione found her own wand and created light too.

"We should make it colourful," Hermione suggested and Severus nodded.

"Yes. Colartus," he pointed at his desk, which turned pink. Hermione spoke another spell and the desk turned into a dog, a pink dog. Both laughed and held around each other for support. Severus drank some more tequila. Ten minutes latter all the things in the room was made into different sorts of animals. "You know," Hermione spoke, still giggling slightly, "Neville owns a toad..." she let the rest flow and then they hurried out of the potion room.

"Wait, this way," Severus dragged her in another direction. "Pollution," he spoke and the wall melted into a door. "Let's play some pranks on the Slytherins. I've heard evil professor Snape is their head of house..." Both laughed quietly.

"I've heard that too," Hermione admitted and the pair began flicking their wands. Soon the Slytherin common room was painted in Gryffindor colours and a banner hanging above the fireplace showed a picture of Draco Malfoy in a pink miniskirt. Hermione giggled along with Severus as they made their leave. They took in turn to drink some tequila. Hermione had shrunk the other bottles so that she would not drop them, then she had put them in her pocket. "Come," she ordered and the two hurried up from the dungeons.

"Look," Severus flicked his wand towards some sets of armour and they turned into herd of sheep, which left their places to seek happiness elsewhere. Both Hermione and Severus cracking into laughter and fell to the floor.

"Sev!" Hermione gasped as Madam Norris came trotting towards them.

"Blasted cat," Severus hissed at the cat.

"Patrifitos.. Paftr... Petrificus Totalus!" She pointed her wand at the cat, which became stiff right away, and fell to the ground which a soft 'clonk'.

"The evil Filch's cat!" Severus informed her, pretending to be horrified.

"It's conspiracy!" Hermione told him, trying to suppress laughter.

"My love?" Someone spoke and Hermione gasped. She hurried fetched the cat and hurried to hide in a dark corner. Severus hurried over to cover her with his back. Argus Filch arrived moments later. "Where are you?" He asked in a singsong voice. Hermione giggled and Filch turned towards the corner where Severus stood in his PJ.

"Professor, I did not see you there," Argus told, "did you just giggle?" He thought it was Severus who had giggled and not Hermione since he could not see Hermione.

"I did certainly not," he smiled greatly and Argus stepped back.

"Have you seen Madam Norris?" He was eyeing Severus suspiciously, he had really giggled like a girl?

"That way," Severus pointed in a direction and Argus looked in the direction.

"That way?" Argus questioned, making sure he was looking in the right direction.

"No, that way," Severus spoke and pointed in another direction. Behind Severus Hermione had put down the cat and was holding Severus's arms to guide. She pointed in another direction while speaking with the deepest voice she could muster.

"Sir, your voice. Are you okay?" Argus moved closer.

"Of course I'm fine!" Severus spoke himself and Hermione gestured wildly with his arms and made Argus Filch back away.

"Goodnight, professor," Filch spoke and hurried off without throwing a second glance backwards. Both Hermione and Severus fell to the floor in laughter, literally, when Filch was out of earshot.

"What shall we do with the ugly cat?" Hermione leaned her head against Severus.

"Paint her," he proposed and let a yawn slip. Hermione got up.

"Yes!"

"What?"

"Paint her! Come on Sevii," Hermione grabbed his hand and helped him up from the floor, then she found the tequila bottle, which she had placed next to the cat, drank some and gave it to Severus who followed her lead. Hermione grabbed the cat and both hurried towards the Great Hall by an unspoken idea.

"Colours!" Severus demanded.

"Pink, yellow, light blue, turquoise," Hermione spoke and Severus giggled before flicking his wand. The poor cat's head turned yellow with pinks spots and it's body turquoise with light blue stripes. Then Hermione used the Wingardium Leviosa spell and the cat hovered some two metres above the Head table, then Severus cast a spell so it would be impossible to get her down before five hours later. Both let out another fit of giggles and supported themselves on each other so they would not fall. Hermione took the bottle away from Severus and drank some, but it was empty.

"Here," she gave it back and found the two other bottles and turned them into the right sizes. Then they both reeled off with a bottle each after having banished the tequila bottle.

"Wait," Severus turned towards the Great Hall before leaving completely. "We should do something about this ugly hall," he suggested with a titter.

"You're right," Hermione agreed. She flicked her wand and the hall turned purple. Severus flicked his wand too and the tables were decorated with the Gryffindor colours. "But they can change it back," she spoke in the most vulnerable voice ever. "See," she flicked her wand a couple of times. "Now it will last for 24 hours," both giggled and hurried off.

Hermione put the bottles on the sitting room table and went into the bedroom and collapsed on the bed, laughing along with Severus, who lay down too.

"Song, teapot song," Hermione giggled.

"Teapot song?" Severus laughed.

"I'm a little teapot, short and stout. Here is my handle, here is my spout. When I get all steamed up, hear me shout. Just tip me over and pour me out." Both laughed so much that Hermione found it hard to continue. Her face was completely red and Severus's pale cheeks had gotten very much colour too. "I'm a clever teapot, yes it's true. Here's an example of what I can do. I can change my handle to my spout. Just tip me over and pour me out." Hermione sang loudly before they both laughed harder until tears rolled uncontrollably down their cheeks. Hermione and Severus sang the song together while hauling with laughter loudly.

Hermione and Severus crumbled closer to each other and closed their eyes, but only to be bothered by Crookshanks.

"What?" Hermione asked tiredly and opened her eyes. The cat meowed again and Hermione looked at her wristwatch. "Shit!" Hermione gasped surprised and sat up in the bed.

"Wha-?" Asked Severus dimly and sat up too with his messy hair.

"It's sevl... seven twenty-five!" They both flew out of bed.

"Arg!" Hermione shrieked and she nearly fell to the floor due drunkenness. Severus caught her, and fell himself. Both laughed while lying on the floor next to the bed. Hermione managed to get up and she helped Severus to get up too. They both stumbled into the sitting room where they grabbed the bottles to get a sip, forgetting that they were supposed to be sober.

"Think we got a little, tiny itsy bit too much to drink," he giggled and Hermione laughed at him while leaning into his embrace for support.

"Sjust a bit?" Hermione got out of his arms and they "walked" towards the bathroom.

"Ladies first, hurry ups," he leaned up against the wall and Hermione went inside. She took a quick shower just to freshen up and dried her hair, ten minutes later she got out from the bathroom.

"Your turn," she stumbled out of the bathroom and he hurried inside. Hermione felt like everything was blurry. She didn't even walk strait.

"Books," she mumbled and went to her closet to get her books and schoolbag. As she opened the closet door, her head collided with the door. She moaned a bit and rubbed her head before grabbing her bag.

"My head hurts," she informed when Severus came back.

"Alkd.. Lade... Already," he finally managed to say the words correctly, they both giggled.

"No... I collided with the closet door," she complained and rubbed her sore head. Severus let out a sidesplitting laugh. Hermione watched him and then laughed too.

So together they walked towards the Great Hall. They both reeled when walking and both trying their best to be strait.

"You have very red cheeks and very big pupils," Severus informed her as they walked up the staircase from the dungeons.

"You too," she tried to smother a giggle, but with no luck and Severus giggled along.

"Okay, look evil" Severus told himself out loud.

"You're the evil potion master, the students fear you. Chin up and correct robes," Hermione laughed as she corrected his robes. Their foreheads collided and both just giggled. "Off you go," she laughed and watched she he opened the door and tried his best to stride up to the head table. She tried to smother a giggle, but with no luck.

She breathed in and out before she too made her way, carefully, towards the head table. There were a lot of commotion in there and Hermione saw people pointing above the head table where Madam Norris was hanging. The teachers tried to get her down, but Hermione remembered the spell they had cast. The entire Great Hall was still in its different colours, Hermione suppressed a giggle as she took her seat. Albus Dumbledore stood up.

"As you can see," he pointed towards Madam Norris and snicker was heard around in the hall, "someone has decided to play a little prank. Also towards the Great Hall," he gestured around. "Purple and Gryffindor colours..." he chuckled, "I've also been informed that the Slytherin common room has been turned into Gryffindor colours, plus, the suits of armour in one of the hallways has been turned into a herd of sheep," again he chuckled and Hermione swallowed her tongue. What had she done? She bid her lower lip so that she would not laugh. "Unfortunately there's mo way to counter it, but things will, hopefully, return to its normal state within a couple of days." his eyes twinkled at the Slytherin table, they were looking evilly towards the Gryffindor table.

"Albus, do you think it is someone from my house?" Minerva asked before glancing towards the Gryffindor table. Hermione let out an uncharacteristic giggle and Minerva looked at her surprised. "I know you know who did this..." she spoke sharply.

"Minerva my dear, time will tell," he spoke and Hermione swore she saw him looking at her for a second.

"Had a nice sleep?" McGonagall had turned towards Hermione interested. Severus gave a small girlish giggle that was supposed to, apparently, be in disguise as a cough. All the teachers looked at him, and Hermione did her best not to giggle herself, but did not succeed. Both sat giggling in their seats while trying to disguise their laughter with their napkins, but they were literally shaking with suppressed laughter.

"Y-Yes..." She managed to finally say between almost mute giggles.

"Good, no troubles like yesterday's night?" Dumbledore had apparently not noticed Severus laughing or anything else. Hermione looked out the corner of her eye and saw Severus doing the same as she, avoiding every ones gaze.

"No, no. I was very interesting, I mean peaceful, slept like a baby," Hermione corrected and smiled happily before getting her napkin to hide her broad smile.

"What about you, Severus?" Minerva asked innocently and Hermione turned her head towards Severus who sat stiff in his chair.

"Yes, fantastic like always," he smiled greatly and resumed his breakfast. Hermione noticed a lot of people stare at him, not only the teachers. The man had just smiled greatly. Hermione giggled and Severus snorted with laughter and Hermione followed his lead. Tears fell down her cheek and the teachers sat looking at both Severus and Hermione who was trying to hide their laughter, but with no whatsoever success. Severus rose from his seat quickly and hurried to leave by using one of the doors behind the Head table. Hermione giggled extensively and hid her face in her hands.

"Hermione are you feeling fine?" Professor Sprout asked. Hermione was still laughing like a mad and tried hiding her face in her hands.

"Y-hihi-es..." she giggled and tried to control herself. She dried her eyes.

"Hey Mione," someone spoke and Hermione began instinctively to giggle again.

"Hey," she managed to greet Harry and Ron. Before giggling quietly.

"Are you okay?" Ron asked looking at his friend with extremely red cheeks. Hermione got out her timetable form her bag, just reaching for it made her dizzy, and she felt her cheeks getting even more warm than they already was.

"Great, I just needs to find the right schoolbooks for today..." Severus came back from wherever he had gone and took his seat again.

"Hermione it's Saturday," Harry informed her and Hermione looked up.

"That means I'm not going to school today," she said dimly. Severus hid his face, pretending to have some kind of headache-seizure. Hermione could see he was laughing and she bid her lip tightly.

"Yes, that means you don't have to go to school today..." Harry helped her with the information, which was too much for Severus who stood up right away and nearly ran to the door and disappeared through it.

"Was he laughing?" Ron asked thunderstruck. Hermione was smiling broadly.

"Of course not, Sev don't laugh," she let out a titter and Ron nearly collapsed.

"Sev? You're calling him..." before Ron could say more Hermione interrupted him.

"Oh Ron! Don't be such a..." she giggled again and got up from her seat, "troll..." she waved goodbye and hurried past them. She hurried between the tables and left the Great Hall. Once outside she broke into giggles and hurried towards the dungeons and her new quarters. She put down her schoolbag and just as she had did so, Severus entered, still smiling rather broadly.

"I... I just couldn't stop laughing! I called Ron a troll!" Hermione laughed and Severus joined. He nodded in a silent agree and they collapsed on the bed together. With a few minutes between they both giggled and then fell silent until the silence became too much for this funny situation, and they would laugh hysterically again. Finally after an hour of so, the pair was crumbled together under the sheets of the bed, sleeping soundly.