Before he was even out of sight, I stood and followed him inside. I went upstairs to my dormitory once again to get dressed for the day. A glance at my watch told me it was 7:32.

The other girls were still asleep. I gazed longingly at my bed as I packed my robes into my bag. I hate wearing the school robes more than anything, so I keep them packed away until I absolutely need to be wearing them, like during class.

Hermione was still asleep in her bed so I tossed my bag on top of her as I left the room.

"Wake up," I mumbled. The castle was as deserted as it had been all night, with an hour and a half left to go until classes, all the students were probably still asleep.

I slouched into the Great Hall...I was right, it was empty. Oh, except for Snape. I stopped walking and thought...lonely Gryffindor table...or...Snape? Well, he was being nice. I continued to the teachers table and pretended not to notice Snape looking at me questioningly.

I sidled along until I reached the seat next to his, which happened to be Dumbledore's. I perched myself elegantly on the very edge of seat. I nodded my head towards Snape,

"Severus." I said as I took a knife from it's place next to the plate. I very gently, I tapped the side of a glass. The little 'ding, ding. ding' noise that it made echoed as I stood up.

"Student's of Hogwarts!" I tried mimicking Dumbledore's voice as I spoke loudly to the empty hall.

"It is I, your Headmaster Dumblydore! As you all know, I have a very amazing beard." I said as I pretended to stroke a beard that went down to my thighs, "I like bubble baths and I love to stroll the castle after hours...in the nude." Snape was in the middle of drinking from a goblet, when he snorted. He spat pumpkin juice all over over the table. I glared playfully down at him,

"What are you laughing at Severus? You've joined me on several occasions."

"Don't be mad at me because I didn't join you every time. I do have papers to grade, sir."

"Are you trying to make me believe that all you do in the middle of the night is grade papers?" I looked at him suggestively.

"Ah. You've caught me. I do love to stay up, late into the night making voodoo dolls of my students." I dropped my old man act and whispered,

"Snape! Do you really?"

"No!"

"Oh...ew! Then what do you do in the middle of the night?" He looked at me with horrified disbelief,

"I sleep!" I was about to retort, but a light chuckle caught us both off guard.

I slowly turned to see Professor Dumbledore sitting at the Gryffindor table. He was smiling up at us. It took me a minute to recover from the shock, but I stood tall again and said,

"Sir...you seem a little too old to go here." To my left I heard Snape snorting, which made it all the more difficult to keep a straight face.

Dumbledore just smiled serenely at us,

"You caught me." He said, his voice gull of laughter, "Now, Miss. Gaunt, if I ask kindly. May I have my seat?" For a brief second, I thought about declining the offer, but I thought it best not to push my luck.

"Yes sir." I mumbled. I glared at Snape as he smirked at me, "I blame you." I growled playfully before I ducked under the table and crawled under it. Dumbledore made his way to his seat and I sat in the very middle of the Gryffindor table.

It was then that the next student decided to grace us with their presence. Hermione walked in through the double doors and hurried over to me.

She cast Dumbledore and Snape a weary glance,

"You should have waited for me!" She whispered, "It's always creepy being the first one in here, especially alone." I slowly turned to look at the table, Snape was listening to something that Dumbledore was saying. His eyes flicked over to me, he had dark circles under his eyes. Probably from staying up all night, most likely I had matching proof of sleep deprivation under my own eyes.

"It wasn't too bad." I said.

As we ate breakfast, more students trickled into the hall. By the time we were finished, nearly the whole school was sitting at four tables, eating their own breakfast. When Harry and Ron finally arrived, I glared at Ron the entire time he as walking towards us. When he sat down, I stood up,

"Weasley!" I barked, "Today is going to be the worst day of your miserable little life!" He cringed, but I didn't say anymore. I just stalked out of the Great Hall and hurried down to Hagrid's before double potions.

Hr was on his way up the grassy slopes to the castle when I saw him.

"Ello Cabby." He greeted as I approached him,

"Hi Hagrid!" I didn't stop to talk, "I'm just going for a slug from your garden." I ran to his hut and hopped over the fence surrounding the garden. I walked over to a muddy patch of grass. I smiled when I saw the multiple yellow and green blobs. I picked a yellow one and looked it over.

"Hmmm. I guess you'll do...who's a wittle bananana slug, huh?" On my way back to the castle I pulled out my wand and prodded at the slug in my hand. He turned a little orange, I prodded again and orange little hairs sprouted from the top of his little head. I grinned, proud of my work.

When I stepped into the castle once more, I realized that class had started already.

"Ugh!" I raced down to the dungeons and flung open the class doors. Everyone turned to look at me. I stared back at all of them, "Hello...everyone...meet, Ron Weasley!" I thrust my hand, full of slug, into the air for everyone to see. They all look at me strangely. That's when I realized that Snape wasn't in the room. I dropped the slug onto the desk that the real Rom was sitting at. I hurried to the front of the class, pulling my robes out of my bag and over my head as I went. I turned on my heel to peer at the class. I used my index finger and my thumb to mimic a nose that was larger than my own.

"I am Snape! The potion's master!" The classroom erupted with laughter, I gasped dramatically. "You dare laugh at me? I am the greatest potions master in the world! I struck a heroic pose, "Have no fear! I can...brew a potion..." I noticed Harry and Ron laughing louder then the rest of the class.

I walked over to them and tried to mimic Snape's deep and silky voice,

"You two shall be dragged by your ears to the dungeons where a drunken Filch will be waiting with a cactus and a croquette mallet." I turned to go back to the front of the class, only to be met by Snape.

The class gasped, we hadn't noticed him enter. His arms were folded across his chest and his narrowed eyes were gazing at me. For a second I thought he was going to laugh. There was something about his eyes, they weren't as cold as they usually were. With the weird night I've had, I wouldn't be surprised if it turned out to be a weird day. But then he spoke,

"Detention, Gaunt. Now find your seat while I take role."

"Yes sir." I joined Harry, Ron and Hermione at a table.