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Dating Habits of Wizarding College Students	By : icewomin Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 1038 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I own no portion of the Harry
Potter world, including Severus Snape.
All characters and characterizations from the world are property of JK
Rowling. Dianthus Brandywine
and other original characters are solely of my imagination, however.

I welcome comments and reviews,
including harsh criticisms and flames. I
may delete them after a time, to reduce my personal embarrassment, but rest
assured that I will read them and take any appropriate statements to heart.

I cannot emphasize en tha that you
must read Dianthus Stories in order
for this tale to make any sense at all.
In fact, you�ll note that this is actually part III � parts I and II are
both contained in Dianthus Stories,
so go read that one first.

Also, smut begins in Chapter Seven,
if that�s what you�re looking for.
That�s perfectly fine. But I say
again you may be a bit confused when you get there if you don�t slog through
the chapters leading up to it.

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Chapter Three �
Study Group

�I can�t believe
one of your roommates from school is a lesbian,� said Reese excitedly. �Usually people look like they�ve been
squirted with stink sap when they find out.�
They were all at Dianthus� flat, even Jeremy. Dianthus had convinced him to join them
several nights each week to study for Toady�s class. She hadn�t been lying to Snape in her letters
� they were all getting along smashingly, even though Jeremy seemed reluctant
initially to meet with two Durmstrang students.
Dianthus told him he was going to have to learn to get along with all
kinds of people once he took over the apothecary shop, and this seemed to do
the trick.

�Well, she�s
pretty eager to meet you,� grinned Dianthus. �But it has to be this weekend,� she
continued, hurriedly. �Next weekend I�m
all booked up.�

�Big date?� said
Jeremy. He was looking at Reese, though,
when he said it. Dianthus suspected he
was wishing he was a woman, so he get could Reese to go out on a �big date�
with him.

�Something like that,� Dianthus said vaguely.

�So, Saturday,
then?� said Reese, firmly bringing the conversation back to her meeting with Erin. �You�re going to have them all over, right,
your roommates? So there�s not that
awkward blind date stuff?�

�Yes, I�ve got it
all planned out,� said Dianthus, rolling her eyes. �I�ve owled each of them. They�re all coming,
I think they want to get a peek at all of you in any case.�

�Are you sure I
should come?� said Jeremy anxiously.

�Yes, yes,� said
Dianthus impatiently. �I flooed over to Erin�s
place and we had a long chat. She�s
fine.�

In fact, once
Dianthus had brought up the subject, Erin had seemed
relieved to finally have the full truth out. She was just as eager to meet Reese,
especially after Dianthus� glowing description of her newest mate. Playing matchmaker was so much more fun than
sitting around reliving fucking Snape on the couch. The couch she was sitting on right now,
talking with her mates. Well, maybe not
more fun, but certainly more productive.

�Well, I�m looking
forward to meeting this Melanie,� said Jon.
�Jeremy told me she�s a knockout.�

�And very nice, to
boot,� said Jeremy, looking even more downcast.

�Jeremy,� said
Dianthus kindly, �do you like Melanie?�

�I � I don�t
know,� mumbled Jeremy. �Sherettretty.�

�I think Jeremy
would just like to have a date, and he�s not going to be choosy,� said Jon,
with a knowing look.

�Well,� Jeremy
protested, �we�re young, right? We�re
supposed to be going out on dates. I
asked this girl from my Accounting class if she�d like to have some coffee, and
she said maybe next week, but I don�t think she will. No one�s ever going to go out with me.� He looked close to tears, and suddenly very
young to Dianthus� eyes.

�Jeremy,� Dianthus
groaned. �It�s only the third week of
the term! There�s plenty of time for you
to go out on dates.

�That�s easy for
you to say,� glowered Jeremy. �You�ve
had some. I�ve never done, and I�m sick
of it!�

�Listen, Jeremy,�
said Reese. �I promise,
we will make it our life�s work to get you a date by Christmas. You�ll be squiring some hot thing around London
before you know it.� She turned to
Jon. �What about one of those girls that
were drooling over you in your Basic Goblin Management course?�

�Let me check it
out,� said Jon slowly. He turned to
Dianthus. �Should we pick up a couple
more people, make it a real party, then?�

�You bring the
food,� said Dianthus with a grin.

The truth was, she never got a lot out of the study group, as far as
actual studying went. They always seemed
to end up talking like this instead.
They spent the remainder of the evening discussing who would bring what
(Jon offered fire whiskey, which Dianthus flatly refused) and who else should
come. Even Jeremy was starting to get
excited by the end of the night. It
seemed that his life had been just as sheltered as Dianthus�, and he had been
rather disappointed in his university experience, as compared to his sister�s,
who apparently had been regaling him for three years about what he could
expect.

Dianthus finally
shooed them out the door at 1:00 in
the morning. They hadn�t put in a minute
on Toady�s assignment, which was due in only a matter of hours now. Fortunately, she�d almost finished it the
night before, so she only had another foot to write. But first she was going to read that amazing
letter from Snape again. Then, like an
unwelcome fly buzzing in her ear, she heard Snape�s voice berating her for
being so easily distracted. She�d better
finish the fucking essay before she picked up Snape�s letter.

�Dianthus,�
breathed Toady, when he handed back her previous week�s assignment at beginning
of the following day�s class. �Your
grasp of the herb world is simply magnificent.
Perhaps you would care to have a cup of tea with me after class
sometime, and tell me where one so young,� and there went his eyes right down her front, �could have
learned so much.�

�Thank you,
Professor Toady,� said Dianthus, over the bile rising in her throat. �But I�m afraid my schedule is rather
full.� She waited patiently for his next
asinine comment.

�The article in Potions simply didn�t do you justice,�
simpered Toady. �I was under the
impression that you would be some haggard old crone, rather than the delectable
young woman sitting before me.� Right on
schedule, he gave his cigar a salacious chomp.

�Well, the article
was really about the potion, wouldn�t you say?� replied Dianthus coolly. Toady finally dragged his eyes from her and
went on to sexually harassing Reese.
Dianthus and Jon both found this extremely funny, given that Reese told
Toady every period that she was a lesbian.
This information only seemed to inflame his passions further.

Dianthus wasn�t
worried about the old goat, though.
Other than his lascivious remarks, he was an excellent, if repellant,
instructor. It turned out that her
initial fears had been somewhat misplaced: she found the course work quite
manageable, once she got into it, and she found Toady�s rapid-fire teaching
style very agreeable, once he finished leering at the females each class period
and actually began lecturing. She just
wished he�d say something interesting on a personal level for once, something
that she could tell Snape, without worrying that he was going to apparate into
London in the middle of the night and gouge Toady�s eyes out.

�Di,� whispered
Jon, as Toady meandered away from their row and across the room. �I flooed those girls, they�re dying to
come.�

�Perfect,�
Dianthus whispered back. �Do you think
Jeremy has a chance with any of them?�

�A couple,�
grinned Jon. �A
couple, not a chance in the world.�

�How many did you
ask?� asked Dianthus in alarm.

�Half
a dozen or so. And some guys I
know, too.�

�Jon!�

�It�ll be
great! Say I can bring the whiskey, come
on,� wheedled Jon.

�Yeah,� called
Reese softly. �It�s supposed to be a
party, for pity�s sake!�

�Fine, but don�t
expect to use my bathroom to throw up in,� she hissed at them. They looked extremely unabashed.

What had started
out as a means to introduce Reese and Erin was quickly
turning into a serious party, and she wasn�t sure she liked it. Snape was going to flip his lid if she told
him about it. Which she wasn�t planning
to do until it was over and done with.
As Jeremy said, they were young.
She fully intended to pretend it was the little get-together she�d
initially planned, until Sunday morning, when she would express surprise that
it had turned into such a large to-do.

Jeremy was over
the moon about the chance to meet so many females in a social setting. �I was always so goofy at Hogwarts,� he said
as they were leaving Poisons for Poets.
�And everybody said Hufflepuff were a bunch of duffers. I never thought I�d have a chance with any of
the pretty girls from the other houses.�

�What about the
pretty girls from Hufflepuff?� said Dianthus seriously. �Surely there was someone from your own house
you liked?�

Jeremy looked
scandalized. �They were like my
sisters!�

Dianthus
laughed. �Jeremy,� she said, �you�re a
weird one.�

�Well, they were,�
he said defensively. �Is your boyfriend
a Ravenclaw, then?�

�Uh � no,� said
Dianthus. �I never dated anyone from
Ravenclaw.�

Jeremy frowned at
her. �Does ive ive in London? And when did you start dating someone? After you moved here? I mean, you must have � I never saw you with
anybody but your roommates.�

�Come on, now,
we�re talking about you,� Dianthus said firmly.
She checked her watch. �But we�d
better leave it here, or we�re both going to be late.�

Jeremy
started. �Oh, shit!� He took off at a run for Wizarding
Psychology, and Dianthus hurried to Plants of Great Britain.
p clp class=MsoNormal style='text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%'>By that Friday
t, Dt, Dianthus felt extremely industrious.
She�d cleaned the flat in preparation for the party, had owled the
roommates with news of the expanded guest list, and had even finished all of
her homework for the weekend. She didn�t
know what state she�d be in Sunday morning, and she didn�t want to have to
worry about it. She frowned, thinking
she would need to do the same the following weekend. Snape would be apparating into her flat late
Friday evening, if he was to be trusted as to the date.

Dianthus
sighed. The word �date�, combined with
Jeremy�s obsession over having one, reminded her of the fact that she and Snape
had never actually gone on a date, although he�d made ebleeble offer to do
so. Instead, and at her insistence,
they�d gone directly to being lovers.
And they�d go from that to being married, if things went to plan. She wondered briefly what she was
missing. Must ask Martine tomorrow, she thought tiredly. She had to get some sleep.

Saturday morning�s
post brought her a letter from Snape, and one from Ogey Charmichael. She opened Ogey�s first, eager for news of
Aster. But it was mundane, much the same
thing he�d been saying for close to three months:

Dear Dianthus,

Aster�s counselor is pleased with her
progress thus far. Aster is still using
the wand in secret (she thinks it�s secret at any rate � but I�ve got the house
elves monitoring her), but seems to more willing to open up to the wizarding
psychologist than she has been.

Unfortunately, she is still
pilfering books from my library, although I had a firm chat with her. I have told her she is welcome to read any
book in the library, but she must tell me which books she is taking. She was most displeased, but the house elves
are of great assistance in this arena as well.

I very much enjoy hearing how your
classes are going, so please do update me from time to time. I look forward to having you to dinner, once
your sister�s condition improves.

Sincerely,

Ogey

Dianthus wasn�t
sure that she�d get to dinner with Ogey this term, or next. It didn�t sound to her like Aster was making
much progress at all. She made a mental
note to send Ogey a letter, though, giving him the requested update. Her list of correspondents was now so long
that she felt like she was writing letters every single night. Of course, Snape took up enough time to be
two or three correspondents. And she
still had to go to the post office to send letters to her friends, as Iris was
so frequently on her way to or from Hogwarts.

Dianthus bit her
lip and picked up Snape�s letter. It
smelled heavenly. She suspected he�d
rubbed the parchment on his skin before he sent it with a school owl � Iris had
been extremely agitated to see the barn owl as well as Ogey�s eagle owl fly in
through the window as Dianthus was getting dressed.

He was still
hounding her to come up with an idea, any idea, for his next visit. Like she hadn�t come up
with plenty of ideas for his last visit.
She rubbed her wrist absently while she read through the rest of his
letter � he�d made another Hufflepuff cry, a first year boy this time. And the first staff meeting of the year had
been a disaster: he�d gotten into a
shouting match with Quirrell over�something.
She noticed with a grin that he had conveniently forgotten to tell her
what precipitated the fight. She would
have to ask him about it. Probably some snarky remark Severus made,
and Quirrell was fool enough to rise to it, Dianthus thought.

Dianthus
laughed. Snape didn�t really have the
temperament to be a teacher. On his best s hes he was impatient and arrogant, and on his worst, he was positively nasty
to be around. No wonder the students
were starting to be frightened of him.
One day he would tell her why he stayed at Hogwarts. She imagined she would be sorely tempte
he
hex him into a toadstool when he finally came out with it.

She carefully
folded the letter and placed it with his others in her nightstand. Taking her wand from her pocket, she sealed
the drawer shut, using one of the charms Snape had taught her. If anybody wanted to pry into her desk
tonight, they would only find boring half-written letters to her friends, and
homework.
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