I felt like writing a bit of humour today, which is a huge deal for me, because I NEVER write it. I don't know, the mood just sort of struck. I know I said I'd be taking a bit of a break, but this just sort of hit me and I felt compelled to write it. :)

I think I'll go get a start on my pervy_werewolf fic. Being it's the last one, I should make it extra special. Anyone have any really good ideas, or pairings, really quick? ^_^ It would be much appreciated.

Title: One Down, Two to Go.
Author: misted_oracle
Reviews: yes please, priestess_oracle@yahoo.ca
Rating: PG
Pairing: you'll see.
Warning: none
Summery: Harry needs to find out a bit of information from Remus.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter, because if I did book five would have ended very differently, nor am I making any money off my writings.

One Down, Two to Go

“Remus?” he asked, his voice cautious.

“Yes,” the man in question responded, looking from the paper he was engrossed in. Harry smiled and took a sip of his pumpkin juice.

“I heard a rumor the other night,” he remarked softly.

“And what was that?” Remus folded his paper neatly and placed it on the table, crossing his legs.

“It was about you and Snape,”

“Professor Snape, Harry,” he reminded him gently.

“Yeah,” he paused, “About you and Professor Snape,” he looked up at the older man, who was smiling down at him, “Ron said that the twins had heard…” he drifted off, not sure of how to continue.

“Heard what?” Remus prompted, glancing wistfully back at his abandoned paper.

Harry swallowed and forced himself to continue on, “They said they heard you and Professor Snape were, well…” he stopped again, considering his words, “…intimate,” he finished finally.

Remus looked aghast at Harry, mouth open, and a confused look on his face. He laughed quietly after a few moments and shook his head, “No Harry, I can assure you that Severus and I are certainly not…intimate,” he smiled at the boy and picked up his paper, opening it back up to the section he had been reading before, “Is that all?” he asked, his eyes scanning over the page.

Harry shook his head, but remained quiet for a moment, “So you’re not at all…you mean you’ve never…with Snape?” he asked again, leaning forward slightly.

Remus looked back up from his paper, brows knitted together, “No Harry, Severus and I see nothing of each other outside the Order, and thank heavens for that,” the younger boy grinned impishly, “but why are you all of a sudden so interested in my love life?” he posed.

Harry flushed suddenly and looked away, “No reason,” he answered shortly, before standing up from his seat at the kitchen table at Grimmauld place, and nearly dashed from the room.

Remus shook his head and returned his attention back to his paper, wondering whether young Harry had developed a slight crush on him. He had to admit that that wasn’t a bad thing; the boy was quite attractive…

Harry ran through the parlor and up to the room Ron and himself shared. He dashed inside and shut the door behind him, grinning at the redhead who lay on the bed, a pile of homework spread out underneath him.

“So did you find out?” Ron asked eagerly.

“Yeah,” Harry answered, a huge grin on his face.

“He’s single?” Ron perked up, sitting up straight.

“Yeah, he’s not with Remus,” Harry answered. Ron took out a piece of parchment from underneath his bed. He scratched off Remus’s name with his quill and scanned the list down.

“That only leaves Hagrid and Bill,” he remarked, showing Harry the parchment.

“Perfect,” Harry breathed, grinning widely, “I’ll have Snape, no wait, Severus in no time,”