CHAPTER FIVE: WHO?
A/N: Warning, swearing and bondage reference (honestly, with Snape's color, who didn't see that coming)
Once Snape had ascended the stairs to Dumbledore's office, Hermione grabbed Harry by the shoulders and dragged him down the corridor until they reached a broom closet, which she flung open (completely forgetting the wand in her left hand) and shoved him inside. Harry stumbled and lost his footing, causing him to fall into the supplies rack and eating a mouthful of starch.
"HARRY JAMES POTTER!! YOU GOD DAMN SONF OF A…" it seemed Hermione couldn't quite finish her sentence, but the way her hands were balled into fist got the point across clearly. Somehow, Harry knew he was going to die—in this closet—at the hands of Hermione Granger. "If we ever get out of this," she said, her voice almost a whisper, "I'm going to...to…I don't know. Something horrible."
"Okay, Hermione. Chill out." Harry said. Hermione looked like she was going to blow up again, but she kept quiet and Harry plowed on. "I'm so sorry…but, this is going to be wonderful. I'll actually meet my dad."
"Harry," something about the tone in Hermione's voice made Harry look her in the eye. She knelt beside him and slung one arm around his shoulders. "Harry, I can understand you wanting to time travel, but why did you have to drag me along with you? I have nothing to do with...with…"
Before Harry could find out what Hermione had nothing to do with, the door of the broom closet was thrown open and a loud shout sounded.
"AHA!!" came a triumphant voice. "Caught you!! Ickle-fifth years aren't supposed to be making out in MY Make Out closet. Now, let's see…"
"God, Prongs, give them a break," came a softer voice. "I thought you didn't punish Gryffindors?"
"Ha!" came a bark like laugh, "We 'punished' Snape alright. Did you see his face when he saw he had a bond collar? Fucking hilarious!!"
"Shut up, Padfoot," the first figure said. "Now, you're...hang on?"
James Potter straightened up and stared at his mirror inmage (well, minus the bucket on his knee and girl around his shoulders). He looked at Sirius, then Remus (but NOT at Peter…) and then back at the two in the broom closet.
"Uhhh…" he said slowly. "Have we…have we met?"
A/N: I'm such a horrible person!! I haven't updated in forever!! I'm so sorry!! PLEASE FORGIVE ME!! So, not as funny in this chapter, but I thought it was about time to add some swearing and Girlpower!Hermione…so…yeah.