It had all been going so well.

He hadn't been seen sneaking out of his dormitory. He hadn't been caught travelling the corridors down to the dungeons. He hadn't been thrown out as soon as he'd arrived.

No, he had been welcomed in a peculiarly Snapish way - that is, berated for tardiness, stripped starkly naked and ensconced in an increasingly warm bed - and was not released until dawn. It had been perfect.

It was only when he returned to find the common room unusually crowded that a blushing Hermione informed him otherwise.

He had only meant to describe Severus' voice...

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