Chapter 12
by 
DangerSloth
ask something of Padma?
A handjob sounds nice
I looked around myself. Making sure that nobody was looking.
And of course, nobody was looking at me.
"Ugh, Padma," I whispered.
Padma knew that voice, and turned her eyes towards me, wondering what scheme I had cooked up.
"I could really use a hand right now," I finished.
She smiled for a moment, before a scoff answered for her.
"Idius," said Padma, "there is no way Snape wouldn't catch me. And we both know you can't keep silent."
Damn, She almost looked to consider it for the briefest moment.
"Padma Patil," said the stern voice of professor Snape, "Is there something you'd like to share?"
Padma stood up, her face terrified. I had caused this.