Unavoidable

[Sinister Spiders]

This is a Round-Robin story, so feel free to add your own creative touch to it and have fun! (This one will be a little corny, but let's just see how it goes....)

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Ginevra Weasley sighed as she pushed her chair under the desk and threw her parchment into her bag. She glanced quickly up at her potions master and was sligtly annoyed to see him staring back at her. She slung her bag over her shoulder and walked towards the door, foot steps echoing around the cold stone room loudly.
"Ginny, where are you going?" Came Severus' bored drawl. She stopped on the spot and bit her lip.
"To my common room." She said simply.
"Turn around." He commanded her, she grudgingly obliged. "We need to talk about it, and you know we do." He told her.
"Talk about what?" She asked swiftly, he rolled his eyes.
"You know exactly what I mean." He replied patiently. She let her bag slip to the floor with a loud thump. There was no escaping what was to come...

[englishtearoses]

"Alright, Professor," she said quietly. "Ask away." Outwardly she was calm, but inside all her nerve endings snapped to attention as she felt his dark gaze upon her.

"Where have you put my new socks?" he snapped, annoyed. "You know, the ones with the monograms. I wanted to wear them this morning and they've completely disappeared!"

Ginn squirmed. "I never touched your socks, Professor," she protested, opening her eyes wide.

"Oh, don't give me that," he said disgustedly. "I'm immune to your sweet little-girl smile! Admit it, Ginny! You are an unashamed sock bandit!" He practically hopped from foot to foot in excitement.

With a sudden change of mood Ginny smirked devilishly. "If you want them Professor, you always know where to find me..." She laughed and ran out of the door...

[Sinister Spiders]

Severus rolled his eyes and sat back down at his desk. Sometimes he wondered why he loved her, he really did, but then he realised why. He couldn't help it. She was a mischief maker, a smart alec and his Gryffindor student, but she was down right attractive, smart, and intelligent.
He sighed and pushed the pile of essays he was supposed to be marking away from him, there was no way he would be able to concentrate on them now, not until he had his socks with the monograms on them.

Ginny laughed as she walked into the library. She always knew how to bug Severus. She took a quick look in her book bag to make sure his sock were still there, and they were, she squng her bag over her shoulder and headed towards the atable where she was going to meet Ron, Harry and Hermione.
"Ginny," She heard Harry call from behind her "You're early."
"As are you." She replied with a grin.

[englishtearoses]

"What fiendish plot have you got up your sleeves today then, Gin?" he asked her, green eyes glinting with anticipation.

With an answering grin, Ginny pulled a pair of neatly folded, ribbed cashmere socks. They were the obligatory black, but pn the ankle of each was a monogram; two entwined gothic Ss in a bright green.

The trio guffawed appreciatively, but Hermione looked a trifle worried.

"Ginny, aren't you afraid he might get angry over this? Everyone knows about his...sock...thing."

Ginny tossed her mane of red hair, tucking the offending articles away. "He's never angry with me!"