The music began; Hermione grabbed his arm, whipping him around towards her.  The impact of his chest hitting her as he turned was such that he nearly knocked her down.  But it had been just the motion she had needed to get him within her grasp, and she took full advantage of it.  Placing her hands on his hips, she drew them towards her own, rocking them against her with the music.

            "No… No, Hermi..Miss Gran……Hermione.  We can't?"

            Hermione just grinned, "Wanna BET??"

I Ain't Got A Fever Got A Permanent Disease
It'll Take More Than A Doctor To Prescribe A Remedy
I Got Lots Of Money But It Isn't What I Need
Gonna Take More Than A Shot To Get This Poison Out Of Me
I Got All The Symptoms Count 'em 1 2 3

            Hermione hand had slowly pulled on the ends of the leather thong holding Severus' hair back.  His hair cascaded forward, partially obscuring his view.  It also made it so he could only see directly in front of him, the front of his hair falling in to the sides of his face, almost working like blinders.  It was also to Severus' advantage that she had done this:  it also kept the students from being able to see where his eyes were looking, in this case directly at a fixed spot somewhere on the back wall of the Great Hall.  Hermione snaked her fingers into his luscious, silky hair, turning his head, causing his face to look directly down at hers.

            Hermione was not helping Severus much; she was softly singing the words of this unknown Muggle song, the words obviously directed at him.  What was the girl getting at???!!

            But her hands didn't stay in his hair.  It was as if they had a mind of their own, completely roaming his back and torso, stopping briefly at his hips, bring him even closer into her; straying for a miniscule bit of time over his ass before coming back up to his hair.  He had to contain small yelps the whole time.  All he could think was "and this is only the first verse."

            Poor Sev, if he only knew what Hermione had in store for him.

First I Need
That's What You Get For Falling In Love
Then You Bleed
You Get A Little But It's Never Enough
On Your Knees
That's What You Get For Falling In Love
And Now This Boy's Addicted Cause Your Kiss Is The Drug

            Hermione stared right into his soul as she mouthed, "That's what you get for falling in love."  He noticeably flinched.  She couldn't help it, but her face broke into a huge grin.  Quickly composing herself, she gave Snape a wink.  The next line he heard was "on your knees," but Hermione, being the insufferable little know-it-all that she was, was smart enough to change the line as she softly sang "on my knees."   That's when Snape noticeably lost it.  He gasped, then quickly closed his mouth, trying to hide what he had just done.  Snape hadn't gasped in probably 25 years.  She winked up at him yet again.  She was killing him with those sly winks, and she knew it, and he knew she knew it, but frankly he almost didn't care anymore.

            She was on her tiptoes, and he bent his head down.  Their noses were barely touching, but for Severus this was the most intimate sensation he had experienced in…  well, it was since Lily…

            What Hermione and Snape didn't notice was that Ron and Harry had been watching all of this.

            "It's about bloody time those two got together."

            "Harry, how can you not think it's weird.  Not that it's Snape, but… well, because it's SNAPE!!!!"

            "Ron, he loves her.  She loves him.  What more do you want?!"

            "I WANT MY HERMIONE BACK.  BEFORE SHE STARTED"

            "Before she started being a woman?"

            Harry just started at Ron.  Ron stood with his mouth pinched shut.  But he did nod slightly.  That nod was enough.  Harry knew Ron still loved her; obviously that had been why he'd been so uncomfortable dancing with her.  Poor Ron.  But he had to know this was for the best.  Snape wasn't Harry's favorite person, but he knew more than anyone the true value of happiness, so he didn't begrudge Snape Hermione.

            Noses still touching, Hermione got to one of the line's she'd been waiting for:  "cause your kiss is the drug."  She stretched even higher on her tiptoes.  It was painful, but it was worth it.  Her mouth smashed against his, and Severus definitely yelped.  His opening his mouth was just what she needed.

Your Love Is Like Bad Madicine
Bad Medicine Is What I Need
Shake It Up Just Like Bad Madicine
There Ain't No Doctor That Can
Cure My Disease

            Hahahaha!  This was just what she had hoped for:  that Sev would be caught off guard so badly that she's have the opportunity to kiss him in front of the entire student body.  He struggled, but she held him fast.  As much as she didn't want to open her eyes, she glanced at Dumbledore to see his reaction.  He gave her his "I approve" nod.  She took this as permission to force his mouth open with her tongue.  Again Severus struggle, his mind screaming, "THIS IS WRONG.  EVERYONE IS WATCHING.  THIS ISN'T THE WAY THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE HAPPENING.  THIS ISN'T SUPPOSED TO BE HAPPENING."

            Hermione quickly ran her tongue around his top lip, and then his bottom.  She cradled his bottom lip between her own, sucking on it slightly.  She released his lip, kissed the corner of his baffled mouth, then to ROYALLY confuse him, pulled her head back, and gave him a look saying, "I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU JUST DID THAT!!"

            The student body began to titter.

            Severus thought, "Oh, is THAT the way she wanted to play.  Well, two could play at this game.  Knowing it was completely wrong and immoral and……wrong, he grabbed her face with his hands and crashed his mouth down upon hers, wrenching her mouth open with his lips and teeth, and ramming his tongue down her throat.

            Everyone, even Dumbledore, screeched.  No one, not even Harry, who was hoping just this would happen, was expecting Snape to lose it quite that badly in public.  Albeit, Hermione was egging him on, but Snape never showed that much emotion, not even when he was pissed.

Bad Bad Medicine
Bad Bad Medicine

I Don't Need No Needle
To Be Diving Me A Thrill
And I Don't Need No Anesthesia
Or A Nurse To Bring A Pill
I Got A Dirty Down Addition
It Doesn't Leave A Track
I Got A Jone For Your Affection
Like A Monkey On My Back

            Yeah, Snape and Granger were snogging each other in front of the entire student body.

There Ain't No Paramedic
Gonna Save This Heart Attack

When You Need
That's What You Get For Falling In Love
Then You Bleed
You Get A Little But It's Never Enough
On Your Knees
That's What You Get For Falling In Love
Now I'm Addicted And Your Kiss Is The Drug

            Severus forcibly broke the kiss.  "HEART ATTACK?!"

            Hermione look up at him, "Yup."

            Their dancing took on a much darker form.  Severus remembered a line from the chorus earlier, and sang along with it while quirking his eyebrow as only he can, "That's what you get for falling in love."

            She glared at him, hissing under her breath, "Who ever said I was in love?"

            Severus grinned evilly, "Watch out, hon…"  He placed his hands, one on her left hip, the other on the small of her back, and SLAMMED her into his erection.  The pain was exquisite!  She didn't mind helping at all, and gyrated into him with all she was worth.  Harry looked at Ron, smacked his forehead, groaned, "D'oh," grinned, and slid out of the room.  He made it to the corridor outside of the Great Hall, screamed "ACCIO CLOAK."  Within seconds, his Invisibility Cloak was in his hand.  He slipped it on quickly, and tread lightly back into the Hall.

Your Love Is Like Bad Madicine
Bad Medicine Is What I Need
Shake It Up Just Like Bad Madicine
So Let's Play Doctor Baby
Cure My Disease

Bad Bad Medicine
Bad Bad Medicine

            Severus and Hermione continued their ministrations at the center of the room.  Not especially interested in the near-orgy between the professor and student, the student/teacher body got back to what they had been doing.  Harry had no difficulty slipping to Dumbledore's side.  He knew Dumbledore could see him, which helped.  He didn't want to scare the old bugger to death.

            Dumbledore grinned, "And what is it Master Potter?"

            "D'ya think Hermione could use this?"

            "If you're thinking what I think your thinking Harry, then go right ahead."

            "Thanks for the blessing, Professor."

I Need A Respirator Cause I'm Running Out Of Breath
You're An All Night Generator Wrapped In Stockings And A Dress
When You Find Your Medicine You Take What You Can Get
Cause If There's Something Better Baby Well They Haven't Found It Yet

Your Love Is Like Bad Madicine
Bad Medicine Is What I Need
Shake It Up Just Like Bad Madicine
There Ain't No Doctor That Can
Cure My Disease

            "Wrapped in stockings and a dress, eh?  Well, the dress isn't wrapped very well, Miss Granger."  And with that, Severus pulled as close to her as he could.  No one could see what he was about to do, he was sure.  He grinned his most evilly, slid his hand down in the plunging line of her dress, tweaked her right nipple playfully, and quickly retrieved his hand.  She gasped in astonishment, "SEVERUS!"

            "Now when did we get on first name terms, Miss Granger."

            Heavily sarcastic, Hermione replied, "If that's the way it is, then fine, Professor.  Oh, by the way, listen up."

            "What?"

            Hermione quieted him quickly by placing a finger to his lips. 

Your Love Is Like Bad Madicine
Bad Medicine Is What I Need
Shake It Up Just Like Bad Madicine
Your Love's The Potion That
Can Cure My Disease

            Harry, being the impatient bugger he was, started screaming in his mind, "HERMIONE, ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME???"

            She thought to him, "Well, I bloody well am now!  What??"

            "Go to the bust of Godric Gryffindor at the end of the song."

            "WHY????"

            "JUST DO IT.  TRUST ME"

            Hermione sighed in her mind, "This better be good Harry.  You know this is important to me."

            She heard his mind cackle, and chose to ignore it.

            And now the reason she'd requested the song, other than it's obvious sexual connotations.  The music was loud enough that she could sing quite loudly without being heard by anyone but Severus.  She sang into his ear, "Your Love's the Potion That Can Cure My Disease."

            Severus' eyes widened.  He looked down at her, realizing exactly why the hell she had requested this song.  Her finger had still been lying on his lips, keeping him quiet.  His hand slid up to hers, clasping it in his.  He brought the knuckles to lips, and softly kissed them, one by one.

            If Hermione hadn't been completely in love with Severus already, that simple gesture would have done it.

Your Love Is Like Bad Madicine
Bad Medicine Is What I Need
Shake It Up Just Like Bad Madicine
Your Love's The Potion That
Can Cure My Disease

            The song faded out.  Severus slowly drew Hermione into him, and she allowed him to willing.  Then what Harry had said rang in her head.  Knowing Harry only had her best interests in mind, she pulled away from Snape.

            "Thank you for the lovely dance, sir.  See you later!"

            And with that, she walked away from him.

            "What… The… HELL??????  HERMIONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

            But she kept walking.  She made it to the bust like Harry had told her, when she felt something grab her wrist and drag her behind the bust.

            Suddenly, she was under Harry's Invisibility Cloak.

            "I JUST COULD HAVE COMPLETELY LOST EVERYTHING WITH HIM.  WHAT IS IT????"

            "I just thought you might like to have this cloak… you know, slip it on, go out, follow Snape down to his hidden chambers…"

            The whole meaning of this plan flew through her head.  She ripped the cloak from Harry, kissed him on the cheek, threw the cloak on, and whispered "Thanks Harry."

            During this little exchange, Snape had been glued to the spot where Hermione had left him.  His mouth opened and closed but nothing, not even a scream had left his lips.  Realizing that it had all been a joke, an act, he swept from the room, a single tear sliding his nose.

            Hermione was right behind him.