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The next day as Harry stepped out of the common room on his way down to breakfast, his stomach was churning with nervousness and he kept fidgeting restlessly with the sleeves of his robe.

He was sure that after the night before, word of him kissing Snape would have traveled like wildfire.

He could just see Malfoy boasting to anyone who would listen about the pervy Boy-Who-Lived who had basically thrown himself at their most hated Professor.

Ron walking next to him, Harry kept glancing up at all the people they past, thinking he would see looks of disgust on their faces.

However that wasn't the case. Nobody even seemed to notice or pay attention to them when he and Ron walked by.

It was the same in the Great Hall. Everyone was acting normal, eating and chatting; none of them paid any special attention to him.

Once they were seated Harry looked up at the Staff Table and shivered when he caught Dumbledore's eye.

The headmaster stared at him; no twinkle in his eyes, his look seemed to say 'I hope you have taken my warning to heart'.

Then he turned away to speak to Professor McGonagall.

Harry took a deep breath and then found his eyes wandering to the other end of the table, only to find and empty seat, Snape was not there.

Harry told himself that he was happy Snape wasn't there, but deep down he knew that wasn't the truth.

…

For the rest of the day it was obvious that none of the seventh years had told anyone about his and Snape's kiss.

Harry guessed it was because they were trying to lie low and stay under Dumbledore's radar. He figured if the whole school was talking about the incident then Dumbledore might be more fueled to take them down as soon as possible.

None of the teachers seemed any different either and Harry guessed that Snape had decided not to tell anyone, though Harry had expected that.

During lunch hour, when Harry, Ron, Seamus and Dean were hanging out by the lake sine it was nice and sunny that Saturday afternoon, Neville and Luna came running up to them.

"Harry…" Neville gasped out, slightly out of breath.

"What is it Nev?" Harry asked looking up at his friends.

Neville looked around to make sure there was no one that could overhear them.

"Malfoy did it…he completed his challenge" Neville said quietly, Luna nodding beside him.

"What?" Ron asked sitting up a bit straighter "How?"

"We were in the courtyard having our lunch, along with a few younger students, when we saw Hagrid walking across the lawn; he looked like he was heading down to his hut. All of the sudden Malfoy ran by us and right when he was about to reach Hagrid he 'tripped' and fell against his legs." Neville was shaking his head.

"The next thing we heard was Draco calling out in pain," Luna continued her bright eyes wide "Since Hagrid is half-giant he must have very tough skin because when Draco looked up his mouth was bloody and his front tooth was chipped in half. It probably had something to do with the force of Malfoy's fall too, he practically barreled into Hagrid."

"Hagrid was all apologies when he got a look at Draco's face, even though it obviously wasn't his fault," Neville added "he was probably remembering what happened in third year when Malfoy got hurt."

"Wow," Ron said "and he actually broke his tooth?"

"Yeah, Hagrid escorted him to the infirmary after that and we came to find you" Neville answered.

"What's wrong Harry?" Seamus asked and everyone turned to look at the raven haired boy, he had a grim look on his face.

Harry shook his head "If Malfoy had to go to the infirmary, there's no way Dumbledore isn't going to hear about it."

"Well…Malfoy could have fallen accidently couldn't he?" Seamus tried to reason "Maybe Dumbledore won't suspect."

"Maybe," Harry said "but I doubt it."

…

That night at dinner, Harry and Ron sat side by side. Ron was shoveling his food into his mouth but Harry was only picking at the food on his plate. He didn't feel hungry, he had had an unnerving feeling ever since Neville and Luna had told them about Malfoy and he couldn't shake it.

He felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up and got an eerie feeling that someone was watching him.

He glanced at the staff table.

Sirius' eyes were locked on him but they seemed unfocused like he was trying to figure something out.

Harry's attention snapped to Remus who was beside Sirius, the werewolf was looking concerned his eyes never straying from Sirius.

Harry gulped and turned away quickly.

They knew.

There was no other explanation for it.

"I…" Harry began and Ron looked up at him "I'm not feeling too well; I think I'm going to go up to bed."

Ron frowned "You want me to come with you?"

"No, it's fine," Harry assured him "I'll be okay."

Hermione who was sitting a few seats down looked up at him worriedly. When he stood up she looked like she was going to get up and follow him but Harry shook his head, he needed to be alone.

He tried to keep his pace controlled as he headed for the doors, he didn't want to run out of the Great Hall and draw attention to himself.

He pulled open the door and began to walk out; as the doors shut behind him the last thing he saw was Dumbledore looking at him, a sad expression on his face and Harry just knew he had been the one to tell Sirius.

As soon as the doors had closed behind him, Harry quickened his step wanting to get to the Gryffindor Tower quickly, however he didn't get far.

A hand landed on his shoulder and spun him around.

Harry found himself looking Sirius in the face, with Remus close behind.

"We need to talk" Sirius said seriously.

Harry bit his lip as his godfather led him down the corridor and into an empty classroom. When Remus walked in behind them Sirius shut the door and put up a silencing charm.

Harry didn't get a chance to say anything as Sirius was quick to ask angrily "Did you kiss Snape?"

Harry fidgeted and stared at the ground.

Sirius practically growled "Harry James Potter I asked you a question."

Harry looked up, Sirius looked furious; Harry glanced at Remus looking for help or preferably a way to escape.

Remus shook his head, as much as he wanted to there was nothing he could say to stop Sirius' tirade.

Sirius moved closer to Harry, his face softened a bit when he saw the look of pure panic on Harry's face.

"I…I…yes" Harry finally stuttered, looking at the floor.

The news seemed to physically hit Sirius as he stepped back like he had just received a blow.

After a minute he said "I didn't want to believe it when the Headmaster told me, he was rather rushed after all and I was hoping he was just mistaken. But Harry, Snivellus…really?"

"It was a love charm!" Harry burst out frantically.

Sirius looked up at him "Honestly? Dumbledore didn't mention that, he just said Snape had brought you to his office last night, and then before he could say anything else there was an emergency with one of the first year's charms classes."

"I swear," Harry said "Snape couldn't figure out if it was a love charm or potion but all I know is I felt weird and tingly and I wasn't myself."

"But who did it Harry?" Remus asked.

"I don't know," Harry lied, hoping that Remus' acute senses wouldn't pick up on the fact that he was sweating and lying through his teeth "I had no idea I was even cursed or when it happened."

"Ah thank merlin…I mean I'd like to wring whoever's neck who decided this sick joke would be funny, but I'm glad you didn't just randomly decide to kiss the great slimy bastard." Sirius said.

Harry had to hold back a sigh of relief.

Sirius ruffled Harry's hair "I'm sorry you had to go through that pup." His face scrunched up into a disgusted look "I can't even imagine how horrible it would be to kiss Snivellus."

Harry's stomached dropped at the look on Sirius' face, he couldn't even imagine what his godfather would say if he knew Harry and enjoyed the kiss and had wanted to do it again. He hoped he would never find out.

Suddenly Harry wanted to leave the room even more than he had before.

"Uh Sirius…" Harry said "Do you mind if I head up to my dorm now, I have a Charms essay I have to finish and I wanted to get started on it."

"Homework?" Sirius said "on a Saturday? That must be Lily's genes taking; you couldn't catch me or James doing homework on a Saturday, not in your life."

"And that's why you almost failed all your classes," Remus interjected "Harry has the right idea."

Sirius shrugged "Okay Harry, good luck with the essay, we'll see you around and don't you worry, we'll catch whoever cursed you."

"Yeah…thanks," Harry said before exiting the room.

When he got up to his dorm he fell forward onto the bed with a groan, he wanted to scream with frustration but refrained from doing so. Instead he replayed the conversation with Sirius over and over again, knots in his stomach tightening every time he remembered the look of disgust on his face.

Harry couldn't believe Dumbledore had actually done this to him.

…

Soft lips touched his, parting at the swipe of his tongue.

The mouth so sweet devoured his own and he groaned deep in his throat.

Pushing against the hard body before him, he opened his eyes and found himself staring into passionate dark eyes.

He gasped and a tongue snuck into his open mouth.

"I've got it!"

Harry jolted awake.

He was sweaty and confused.

Plus he could feel an uncomfortable stickiness in his pants.

He groaned.

"Shut it Ron" Harry heard Neville say and he looked towards his voice to see Ron, Neville, Seamus and Dean sitting on the latter two's beds.

"Way to go Ron, you've woken him up" Seamus said.

Ron looked sheepish "Sorry Harry."

"It's fine," Harry said "I was having a nightmare anyway."

Relieved Ron grinned.

"So?" Harry asked "what is it you've got?"

"Oh!" Ron said jumping up like he had almost forgotten "I know how I'm going to pull of my challenge."

"Yeah?" Harry asked "How's that?"

"Well we have Charms right before Defense on Monday right?" Ron began.

"Uh huh?" Harry said.

"Well I found this charm in our text book a few weeks ago that makes whoever it's cast on get hysterical. I'll get one of you guys to cast it on me…it would probably be best if it's you Neville, that way it would be more believable that you did it by accident…"

"Hey!" Neville said, annoyed.

"Sorry Nev, I didn't mean it like that" Ron apologized.

Neville crossed his arms over his chest but didn't complain further.

"Anyway, I'll get one of you to do it right before I enter the Defense class and once I start acting all hysterical, Remus will most likely come over to see what's wrong. That's when I'll hug him and afterwards I can blame it on the spell."

"Well it's probably you're best shot," Harry said "I couldn't see you hugging Remus for any other reason."

Ron grinned "Now we should get some sleep."

All the boys gave him funny looks.

"What?" Ron said "I want all of you guys to practice the spell tomorrow so nothing goes wrong on Monday."

Harry shrugged, he still was feeling tired but he didn't want to have another one of those dreams again.

As the other boys got ready for bed Harry discreetly cast a cleaning spell to get rid of the stickiness, then he lay down on his side and tried to think of anything but Snape.

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Monday came faster than any of the students wanted but they dragged themselves out of their beds and got ready for the day of classes.

In charms as the students were casting the spells they were learning for that day, Harry heard a commotion at the front of the room.

Lisa was standing beside a red faced Flickwick.

"Oh Professor!" she gasped "I'm so so so sorry! I didn't see you there!"

Harry frowned, he and the rest of the class wondered what had happened, it seemed that only a few students closest to the Professor had seen anything.

Flitwick took a moment to collect himself before he huffed "It's quite alright, though next time I hope you watch what you are doing."

"Oh yes Professor, of course I will," Lisa said "Sorry again!"

"What happened?" Ron whispered.

"No idea" Harry said back.

Hermione who had been close to the action shot them a look and shook her head.

…

"Okay Neville," Ron said as soon as they were a few feet from the Defense classroom "do it now."

Neville took a deep breath, pointed his wand at Ron and cast the spell.

The change was instant.

Ron's normally pale face became red and his eyes narrowed as he let out a frustrated howl just as the door to the class opened and all of the fifth year students as well as Remus, walked out of the room.

Ron began ranting, his words making no sense as he threw his hand in the air.

Then he pointed at Neville and the other boys who were all standing there shocked, none of them had known the spell would be so strong, and stamped his feet.

Remus hurried over "Ron, what's the matter?"

Ron turned with a look of pure outrage on his face but as soon as he saw Remus his lip trembled and he broke out into tears.

"What?" Remus said worriedly, staring at Ron like he had grown two heads. He looked over at Harry "What's wrong with him?"

Harry shrugged "I don't know, he just went mental."

The other boys nodded.

Ron's hysteria was starting cause quite a scene. Not only were the seventh and fifth years watching, but so were some other students that had been passing by on their way to classes. All the portraits were looking, as well as a ghost that had been floating by.

Tears ran down Ron's face and Remus tried patting his shoulder to calm him down, but of course that didn't work.

Before Remus could comprehend what was happening Ron had thrown his arms around Remus' midsection and squeezed tightly.

Remus was obviously shocked.

"It's okay Ron, you're fine" he said as he awkwardly patted Ron's shoulder.

Then he sent Harry a 'help me' look.

For a second Harry thought about not helping him since Remus had been no help to him the other night with Sirius, but he finally decided that it would be in the seventh years' best interest if he stepped in now.

Plus he really couldn't hold a grudge against Remus.

"Come on Ron," Harry said stepping close to his friend and placing a hand on his shoulder, hoping the other boy would follow his lead "maybe I should bring him to the infirmary."

"Good idea" Remus said and looked relieved as Ron's arms loosened and he began to follow Harry.

"Uh…Neville, would you go with them please?" Remus asked "In case Harry needs any help."

Neville nodded and hurried to follow Ron and Harry.

When they got around the corner and Neville checked to see that they were alone, he took out his wand and whispered "Finite Incantatem."

Ron staggered for a moment before slumping against Harry.

"That was crazy" Neville whispered.

Ron groaned "I'm never going to live that down."

"Do you still want to go to the infirmary?" Harry asked.

"I think I have to," Ron answered "I feel like I'm going to pass out."

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The week flew by and soon it was Friday night again.

None of the students other than Harry had seen any backlash from Dumbledore yet, though that didn't calm the Gryffindor's nerves one bit. He knew it would be coming.

When the students got up from dinner to head to their respective meeting places, Harry noticed that Hermione hadn't moved from her spot at the table.

"Are you not coming?" he asked.

"I got a note from Dumbledore that said he wanted to speak with me before I joined you guys" Hermione explained.

Ron's eyes widened "You're not gonna tell…"

"Him about the challenge?" Hermione finished "I already said I wouldn't."

But Harry could tell she looked nervous and that didn't bode well for any of them.

"You better go," Hermione said pointing to the doors of the Great Hall where their year was already leaving "you don't want to be caught lingering here by Dumbledore."

"Right," Harry said, his stomach in knots "good luck."

Then he dragged Ron away.

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A/N:

Hey guys, hope you like the chapter, I'm finally getting back into the swing of things.

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