Imaginary Inamorato.

By Kes.

Disclaimer: The toy box belongs to JKR, I'm just playing with the wizarding barbie and ken dolls, I promise that when I'm done, I'll put them back all nice and neat the way I found them.

A/N: Thanx to everyone who has patience and hasn't (yet) stalked me via e-mail to hurry up, and to my brill beta Kitty! Whoo! And yes, I know, this chapter is ridiculously short, I'm sowwy! *puppy dog eyes*. I've come up to a big old door called 'writers block' and no matter how many times I 'alohamora' it, the damn thing won't open! I do (sort of) know what to write, it's just how that's the problem.

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I can't believe that Snape gave me a detention just because I forgot my textbook! Those damn Slytherins do it all the time and he just turns a blind eye. Damn bastard.

She walked down the stairs towards the dungeons that were her potions classroom and timidly knocked on the door.

*knock knock*

There was no reply.

She tapped a little harder....

....And still, there was no reply.

She gently pushed the door open, and poked her head in slightly.

Oh. Dear. God.

She pulled her head straight back out of the door, and rather unsuccessfully attempted to control her erratic breathing. Professor Snape and Hermione Granger were...well, you know. In the classroom! And he was behind her!

Ginny suddenly felt sick.

Her best friend was having sex with a teacher. And not just any teacher, hell, she could forgive her if it was even Flitwick! But, Snape.....

What should I do? Cough loudly? Walk away and pretend I never saw? But wait, this is Hermione, they can't be....doing.... it, can they?

As if in reply, she heard a deep groan - from Snape.

She thought she was going to gag.

Snape and sex just didn't go. And, well, neither did Hermione and sex. And so, it was logical that Snape + Hermione definitely did not equal sex. It was just wrong.

Even so, I don't want them to get in trouble.... well, Hermione anyway. Snape, I wouldn't mind, but if he got in trouble, 'Mione would too, 'cause I mean he couldn't be doing it himself....

Ginny flushed a strange shade of red that clashed with both her hair and her robes as her thoughts went down a rather disgusting route.

I'm just not going to think about the details. I'm going to turn around, put a locking spell on the door - oh, and I'd better put a silencing one on as well - she shuddered at the thought - just to be on the safe side. Then, I'm going to walk - or run - back to Gryffindor tower and just sit there and not think. About anything.

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A/N: Just a quick note to say that updates will not (unfortunately) be very frequent as I have college work, mock exams, coursework, you name it, I've been set it for homework!

But please do keep your wonderful reviews coming in, I need the inspiration at the moment! Even though I may not update as frequently as I'd like, I do still make time (even if it is during class...) to read your reviews and save 'em - yes, I save all the reviews I get. I find that they're much better than a pep-talk. *g*