"Dannie!" Someone yelled across the library. Madame Pinch looked up disapprovingly. Shooting the offender a look, Harry muttered his apology and walked quietly to the table.
"What is it?" Dannie asked as he took the seat across from her.
"I wanted to ask you –"
"Oh no you don't, Potty!" Draco said, earning a second glare from the librarian. "Not without me, you won't."
"What kept you?" Harry asked him as Draco sat down.
"What's going on?" Dannie asked.
"Well," Harry began. "Before ferret boy interrupted, I wanted to ask for your opinion on something."
"Sure." Dannie replied. "What is it?"
"We wanted to know what your opinion of when graduation officially is." Draco said.
"Um. Alright. But why do you want to know?" Dannie asked.
"Well. . ." Harry began, but paused.
"Um. . ." Draco said, hoping to come up with something better.
"Well. I'll tell you my definition if you promise to be more coherent." Dannie said.
"Deal!" Draco and Harry responded together.
Dannie thought for a moment. She sighed after mentally forming her answer. "Well," she began, the two boys inching closer in their seats. "It's rather difficult to say. I mean, one could argue that graduation occurs after all marks are recorded." Harry began to smirk. "But some would argue that the ceremony is what makes it official." Draco smirked back as Harry's faded. "Both arguments make sense. I guess I would have to say. . ."
She noticed the two boys leaning even closer to her.
"Hey Dannie." Ginny said, sitting down next to her. "What's up?"
Dannie looked towards the ceiling. "Some wooden planks." She responded.
Smiling, Ginny continued. "So how did your NEWT's go? I was wondering what I should be looking forward to next year."
"Well, if you study and keep up to date on your work, which is difficult, than you shouldn't have too much of a problem." Dannie replied. "Definitely do not try cramming for these exams."
Ginny nodded. "That's what Percy told me. He said that I should start studying as soon as my sixth year OWL's finish. In fact, he even told me that in his seventh year-"
"Ginny." Harry said. Ginny looked at him. "Hold that thought a moment." Seeing the slight confusion on her face, he continued. "Dannie was just ending an argument between myself and Draco."
"Ah. I see."
"Sorry, Gin." Dannie said. "I've almost finished answering them, and than you can tell me about Percy." Ginny nodded. "Anyway, I guess I would have to say that graduation would be that time between after tests are marked and the ceremony."
"Meaning?" Harry asked.
"Meaning, that right now is during graduation." Dannie said. "So why did you want to know?"
Neither boy had thought of a response that they wanted to give her. Ginny decided to pipe up. "They have a bet going to see when Snape and Hermione would have kinky sex." She said bluntly. Draco and Harry gave her an evil look, which she ignored.
"What was the bet exactly?" Dannie asked.
"Well, if it happened before graduation, than Draco would win. After graduation, Harry would win." Ginny clarified.
"And during graduation?" Dannie asked looking at the two.
Harry and Draco looked at each other. "Well, we never really specified a 'during' graduation." Draco said. "I guess in that case. . ."
"You'd both lose." Jessica said, walking up to them. "And since you agreed that you would follow the definition of 'graduation' as provided by one half of the Hogwart's sex bunnies, you run the risk of facing the consequences for both of you losing. Unless you guys are chicken."
Both shook their heads. "By the way, guys." Dannie asked. "How would you know if it happened at all?"
"A simple spell in the hallway, and we can see if Hermione's been deflowered." Draco said. Harry looked at him.
"Can't do it that way." Harry said.
"And why not?" Draco asked.
"You know how Hermione doesn't like flying?"
"That's because in first or second year, she landed wrong in Hooch's class, and sort of broke herself in." Harry said, blushing slightly.
"Oh yeah!" Ginny said. "I remember that. It was in her second year."
"Than how will we know?" Draco asked.
"Jessica and Ginny." Harry replied. "They can tell us."
"And how will you two know?" Draco asked, interested.
"That's for us to know, and you to ponder." Jessica replied. "Call it female intuition. We can tell the difference between a happy and a 'just got laid good' look."
Ginny added. "As well as the frustrated and 'just got laid bad' look."
"And you'll tell us if it happened?" Draco asked.
"Of course." Jessica replied. "And if it happens during graduation, I know it will be an entertaining ceremony."
Draco and Harry swallowed hard. If they both lost, they were both going to have to pay up. A Jablowmee always gets their way.
Well, my patient readers, you know who won this now, don't you?
Hermione got to her room, eventually regaining functional use of her legs. Unsteadily, she entered, and flopped down on her bed, uncharacteristic goofy grin in place. She was covered in sweat, and smelled of potions master, but she was not quite ready for a shower yet. Crookshanks approached her carefully, took a sniff, and decided that perhaps sleeping away from the human would be a good idea until she got a bath.
"Well, I guess I do look a mess." Hermione muttered. "But WHAT a mess." Getting up, she decided that she needed to bathe before anyone saw her. She was lucky no one saw her exiting the dungeons in such a state. She made for her bathroom for a shower, and decided that the clothes she threw on messily would not be making an appearance in the laundry for a little while. If she couldn't live with the smell stuck to her skin, she could at least have the fabrics.
After her shower, she stepped out of the bathtub, walking to the fireplace in her bathrobe. Soon, she would begin work with Severus for the summer as his apprentice. After some time, when the relationship would be more appropriate, they would make it somewhat known. They weren't the type to make a big scene of it, although they were both tempted to do it.
She was pulled out of her thoughts by a knock on the door. Turning to it, she opened to face with Ginny and Jessica.
"Jessica, you know you aren't supposed to be in the Gryffindor tower." Hermione said, trying to sound stern.
Both girls took a look at her. "Oh the gods!" They both drawled, and pushed her back in the room, closing the door behind them.
"Man! You got it goooood!" Jessica said.
"What are you talking about?" Hermione asked, annoyed that they just intruded into her sanctuary.
"You got so laid!" Ginny said. "And from the looks in your eyes. . .if only Harry and Snape were on better terms. I could have a look like that if Snape gave Harry some pointers." Ginny continued looking at Jessica.
"Maybe we should try to convince him to teach sex ed." Jessica replied. "How many fingers am I holding up?"
Hermione panicked. "What are you guys talking about?" She repeated, trying to hide the panic.
"Oh, don't worry. We won't tell anyone, except Harry and Draco." Jessica replied.
"Why and what would you tell them?" Hermione asked.
"That you scored with the potions master and that they both lost their bet." Ginny replied.
"What bet?" Hermione asked, getting somewhat annoyed.
Ginny explained the bet. After telling Hermione what the terms were and what the boys would end up having to do, she couldn't remain angry. "I'll get back at them later." She said.
Usually a day that is slightly sophisticated. An air of maturity usually accompanied it. But this year, it was not to be.
"Susan Bones." The Headmaster's voice called out as he continued down the list of graduates. Each name was accompanied with applause.
"Hermione Granger." Hermione got up, walked to the stage, shaking all the hands of the Professors, receiving hugs from some, and mischievous glint in the eye from Severus.
"Harry Potter." Harry stood up. This was the moment he'd been dreading since that day in the library. Getting up, many of the students and faculty took in his attire. He'd been dressed in the tightest leather shorts that could be found. His chest had an 'X' shaped leather strap with studs across it, and a collar with matching studs around his neck. A leash had been attached to the collar, and was being pulled by Goyle, who apparently had a bit of a crush on the Boy-Who-Lived. He accepted that Harry was straight, and he was with Ginny, but was slightly crushed. In the end, it was all right. For one Victor Krum had swooped down and stole his heart.
Goyle pulled Harry across the stage by the leash, allowing him to shake hands with the Professors. The Headmaster had his damn twinkle in the eye and turned to Goyle. "Now, Mr Goyle. It's not appropriate what Mr Potter is currently wearing, and he needs to be punished." Albus said, just loud enough for Harry to hear. Wide eyed, he turned to Goyle who had a giddy look in his eyes. Tugging on the leash, Harry lost his balance. Trying to pull himself up, his butt was left hanging in the air. It was given a good spanking (YEOW!!).
Harry jumped up quick, and nearly ran off the stage. Goyle followed, and was stopped by a heart broken Victor Krum.
"I thought you loved me." Victor said, with a sad look in his eyes.
"I do. I may have touched his ass, but nothing compares to yours." Goyle said, reaching out for the Quidditch star, and pulling him aside for a little make up session. Harry counted his lucky stars that he at least released the leash before walking away.
"Ronald Weasley." A high squeaky voice rose over the rest of the crowd, as Dobby cheered and screamed. "FRIEND OF HARRY POTTER GOOD!! FRIEND OF HARRY POTTER VERY GOOD!!"
And with that, all the diplomas were handed out and the ceremony was over.
The Graduation Dance
The Weird Sisters were introduced as the nights entertainment, but not before Draco intervened. He'd arranged it so that the song he would sing to Harry would be done first, and he wanted it out of the way. He was thinking of doing it when everyone was slightly drunk, but decided that everyone would think him a pansy if he did it than.
Draco walked out onto the stage, completely covered in a robe. "Attention!" Draco called out. "This is dedicated to one, Harry Potter. Hit it!" The instruments began to play, and Draco threw his robe off. He wore an outfit similar to Harry's just because Jessica thought it looked good on him. Climbing from the stage, he approached Harry, who had immediately changed out of the outfit after the ceremony. He was sitting in a chair at one of the tables as Draco got to him before he could move. Pinning Harry's shoulders, Draco leaned in close and began to sing in his ear.
I wanna be your
dominated love slave
I wanna be the one who takes the pain
You can spank me when I do not behave
Smack me in the forehead with a chain.
Cause I love feelin
And I love feelin cheap
And I love it when ya hurt me
So drive them staples deep
Smack me cross the face and call me naughty
Put a belt sander
against my skin
I wanna feel the pain all over my body
Cant wait to be punished for my sins
Cause I love feelin dirty
And I love feelin cheap
And I love it when ya hurt me
The song ended to catcalls and wolf howls as Draco made a hasty exit, Jessica falling closely behind.
The Headmaster stood up. "Yes, well. Thank you, Mr Malfoy." He said. "Now onto the real entertainment, if you will." He nodded in the direction of the band.
The night continued with fast music that Hermione usually sat out. She was not enthusiastic about dancing, and preferred to remain chatting with her classmates that she would soon be separated from. About 3 hours into the dance, a slow song began, and Hermione felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around, and came face to face with Severus (Did I shock you?).
"Miss Granger. Would you do me the honour?" He asked, holding out his hand.
"Certainly Professor." She replied, taking it and allowing herself to be led to the middle of the dance floor.
"You don't usually dance." Hermione said when she was sure no one was paying attention.
"Hmmm. What better excuse to have to hold you." Severus replied. "I wish I could let the world know of what I've found in you Hermione." He sighed.
Looking up at him with a glint in her eye, she replied. "And what's stopping you now?"
Severus stopped moving, and looked down into her eyes. He got a similar glint in his eyes, and without warning, arched Hermione over the arm around her waist, holding her head with his other hand. "Nothing." He replied, and brought his lips to hers. She held onto him tightly around his neck, eventually having to separate to gasp for air.
"SEVERUS!!" He heard Minerva yell. He groaned, and brought Hermione back upright, noticing all the students in the hall were watching in complete shock. "Not so much tongue in front of us! It's disgusting!" She called, than turned back to her conversation with the Headmaster.
"Well than," Severus said, holding out his arm for her to take. "Shall we? We don't want to cause any heart failures."
Hermione took his arm, and looked back up at him. "I think it's too late for that. But let's go before we do any more damage."
And the two walked arm in arm back down to the dungeons.
I apologize for this taking so long to get up. I'm mid exams right now and the work piles on. The song that Draco sang for Harry was Green Day's 'Dominated Love Slave'. I would like to thank jasmin flower for sending it to me.
Inlovewithsnape: I might do a sequel. I'm not sure.
Kenny Cheshire: Only 13? Tsk tsk. No smut for you!!
Anonomous: Long wait equals punishment for being mean!! Well, it also means writer's block. . .but hey! Next time I'm bringing out the leather and handcuffs.
Anndy Malfoy: I am a deranged maniac! And I think my room is padded. Oh! Gotta go. That little mail slot at the bottom of my door has food being pushed through it.
Jenny SJ: Not like fanfiction?!? How is that possible? But tell him thank you!