-1Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I don't own the plot line or the characters (she says as tears roll down her eyes). I do own a bathing suit that I am going to wear to a party today so I guess that makes up for it (she hides her jealousy of J.K. Rowling).

A/N: OK so my other fan fiction story "Beautiful Disaster" I feel was a Disaster so for the time being I am going to work on this one and think about how to change Beautiful Disaster. Hope you like this!

"WHAT!" Hermione screamed growing inside with anger.

"You heard me 'Professor' Granger! I called you insufferable! You are a know-it -all!" Snape replied with a dangerous voice.

"YOU! YOU BASTARD! UGH! Are you sure that its you is the insufferable one! I'd rather be a know-it-all then a cold old man." she screamed as she turned red. Snape had a smile. 'I finally got her to blow up.' he thought. He loved to drive her crazy. She had no clue that she drove him crazy so he figured he'd return the feeling.

"My, my that was sooooooo hurtful. I think I will go cry." he replied with a mock tone. This pushed her off the edge. She took the cake sitting in front of her and smashed it in his face. Then she attempted to run away as she saw the "smoke" blow out of Snape's ears. She looked at the students who looked amused and were laughing at Snape.

As she quickly walked past Dumbledore's chair her belt loop from her skirt got caught on the top of the chair.' What the hell?', she thought, 'Dumbledore bewitched the chair… DAMN HIM.' She tried to get it off but it was stuck. She could see Snape coming with a bowl of pudding.

"Shit!" she cried, and with that Snape took the pudding and aim for it to pour on Hermione's head. Hermione dove to the side with all her strength moving Dumbledore's chair slightly. To both the arguing Professors horror the pudding spilled on Dumbledore's head.

All the students were shocked and then they all burst out in laughter. Minerva had her hand over her heart and moved backward so the pudding wouldn't go onto her. Hagrid had wide eyes and then said, " I s'pose you won' wan' dessert, sir."

Dumbledore froze for a few seconds and then wiped the pudding off of his half moon glasses.

"Professor Snape and Professor Granger, please meet me in my office at 8:00."

"Albus, may I go wash my face.", Snape asked, "Of course if this," he pointed to Hermione, "hadn't attacked me I wouldn't have to."

"Yes, but if you don't return to my office-"

But Snape had already ran away. While his back was toward her, Hermione stuck her tongue out.

"I saw that Granger!" Snape said.

She ignored him and headed to her private corridors. It was times like this she wished that she never took the job as a Muggle Studies Professor in Hogwarts. Although the job had perks, (For example, she got to become the head of Gryffindor House because Minerva gave it to her for her achievements and she got to live in the castle she had known almost all her life.) she thought this was not worth it.

"Albus what are you going to do about those two?" Minerva asked in her worried.

"I told you I have it covered."

"Not firing them! Hermione is the best teacher we've had and there are not many Potion Masters in the wizard world!"

"Of course I won't fire them."

Minerva gave Dumbledore a stern look.

"Fine tell me about the meeting later, goodnight."

"Goodnight, Minerva." He said as she made her way to the door

"Oh and Minerva,"

She turned around and looked at him.

"Yes, Albus."

"You look stunning."

She rolled her eyes.

" Good night Albus." she said in a sing song voice.

Two minutes later, two angry Professors burst into the headmaster's office screaming.

" Professor Dumbledore, PLEASE remove him from this school!" Hermione cried drastically.

"It's all her fault, as you can see Albus. The school would be better off without her!" Snape said at the same time. Both started to ramble on about why the other should leave.

Dumbledore rolled his eyes.

"Silence!" he shouted in a non-Professor Dumbledore way.

Both stopped talking and stared at Dumbledore.

"Please take a seat." Albus said.

Both went to sit at the same chair but collided with each other. Hermione fell backwards a little and Snape went to catch her, ending up in a jazz dip like position. He stared into her chocolate-colored eyes. She stared back and confused to see warmth in his face.

Albus coughed slightly confused at what he was staring. 'Could it be that the potions master is in love with the new Professor?'

Hermione turned pink and got back on her feet while Snape left to sit down.

'She is quite lovely.' Snape thought. ' Wait-no I can not think about that…."

' He actually has feelings. I thought his only emotion was hate.' she thought.

"Well you both know why you are here tonight. I assume you do at least. You both are smart , ambitious, and like challenges. But, that shouldn't mean that you both have to argue and challenge each other in front of the school. If this continues… I will lock both of you up into one dormitory until you can behave civil. But for now, I have taken the liberty of getting a consoler for you to do exercises with each other in order to act civil to each other." Albus said making a stern look on his face.

"But--" Hermione started.

"Now Professor Granger, you must do this. It's either this or the punishment of getting locked in a room with him. The consoler's name is Miss Jade Mattus. You can call her by her name (just Jade) and she will meet with you every Sunday. Understood?"

"Yes." Snape and Hermione replied looking down at the ground.

"Good. Well then, Goodnight."

Both walked out of the office. Snape slammed the door and Albus gave a chuckle.

"So that's why the argue… an unspoken attraction. (A/N: That term "unspoken attraction" is from Anastasia. Don't laugh at me ok.) How odd." Dumbledore said with awe.

"It will never work Dumbledore." said Phineas from his portrait.

"Good night Phineas." Dumbledore said as he walked out of his office.

"There is too much of an age difference." shouted Phineas.

"Not listening." Dumbledore cried back so he was heard through the door.

" No one listened to me anymore." Phineas said as he walked out of his portrait to go to another.

And at last the office was silent.