Disclaimer: I own nothing from Harry Potter, only Airhead is mine. I shall call her my squishy and she shall be mine! (Random Finding Nemo quote!)

Authoress: I just want to say THANK YOU TO ALL OF MY LOVELY REVIEWERS! I know that I wrote to some of my reviewers in some of my other chapters but I feel so loved so I just want to thank each of you by name so that you feel as loved as I do. I'll also answer any questions and reply to all reviews I've received right now.

(ahem) Naru-Kyou, thank you my dear friend for your constructive criticism, but luckily I have fixed those evil underlines...KILL THE UNDERLINES! Felixhelix, thank you for the high five, but I like my elongated Awww's no matter how unprofesional they are though I definitely appreciate your opinion. jabarber 69 thank you for telling me what you thought, even if it was very short I appreciate it! ROBERT19588 I also believe it's a great story, but personally I don't even know who Airhead will end up with, I only know one of the future pairings and that one...is a secret for now (winks) and about Airhead being mistreated, it happens to everyone, a slight amount of pain and sadness is in every life and to make an interesting story there's gotta be some of that too, sorry though, I don't like hurting Airhead either. Alice4ever I can guarantee that Harry and Airhead will both become very powerful, though I'm not sure about the animagus part for Harry, also Airhead is in Slytherin for a reason, which everyone shall discover...eventually. ArtemisMagic well we definitely have the insane part in common. Yay! And finally, Dragon'sHost, darling, yes I must agree that Mill-mill is stupid. And you are right, I do have much more written, to tell the truth I have up to chapter 16 all written out, but I'm evil and shall only give you chapter by chapter slowly and painfully! (insert evil laughter) Unless reviews are given, then I shall give them out quicker. Teehee. 3 reviews per chapter please!

Now I would like to dedicate this chapter to all those lovely reviewers that I mentioned earlier.

Airhead: (smacks Authoress over the head) Oh quit blubbering and get on with the story, they're here to read about me and my adventures at Hogwarts, not to hear you ranting.

Authoress: but I created you, you are me, I am you, so when you rant, I rant, when I rant, you rant. Besides, I bet you that your head hurts now too, since you hit me/yourself.

Airhead: (clutching head) Ow, I forgot about that.

Authoress: It's ok, our forgetfulness is part of what makes people love us. Anyways, onto the fic!

Recap:

"Fine, be that way," Arlina sighed, then she looked up at them all, with eyes that could scorch water and a smile that could freeze it, "Bring it on."

Story:

Arlina had found herself outside the common room, on the floor, in front of the blank wall. She was sure it was still night time, but as she was sure that she wouldn't be welcomed back inside, she decided to wander a bit. After hours of getting lost and finding her way back, she finally discovered a quick path from the common room to the Great Hall and found out that Hogwarts castle was a force to be reckoned with. When she finally found herself to be hungry, she walked her newfound route to the Great Hall and sat down for breakfast, though, not many people were there, just a few teachers. She sat down at the Slytherin table and knew that the teachers were talking about her, she wasn't sure if it was the bruises or the earliness that they were talking about, but it was about her. One of the teachers stood up, greasy-haired guy, pale, and walked over to the Slytherin table.

"Hello, Miss Honda, would you like to come and sit with the teachers for breakfast this morning?" he asked in a strange voice. Arlina couldn't tell if he was trying to be nice or sarcastic, or what, but sitting with people, any people, was better than sitting alone.

As they walked up to the table, Airhead realized that she didn't know the man's name while he knew hers. "Um… Sir?"

"Yes?"

"Well, I just realized that you knew my name earlier, but I don't know yours, who are you?"

"…" Even this guy wasn't used to her bluntness, a phrase that would normally be considered a bit rude came from her mouth in a way that was both insulting and, strangely, cute. "My name is Severus Snape. I am your potions teacher and the head of your house: Slytherin."

"So I call you …Professor Snape then?"

"Yes."

"Alrighty then!" That was when they arrived at the table. "Hi there, I guess you all know my name, what with me being late last night, but anyways, I'm Arlina Honda, pleased to make your acquaintances," she announced to all the teachers currently present, and made a bow. After a moment of silence an old looking man with long white/ silver hair and blue eyes that twinkled with what Airhead guessed was amusement that was sitting at the head of the table stood up.

"I am Albus Dumbledore, this school's headmaster. It is a pleasure to meet you Miss Honda," he said and made a bow of his own toward Arlina.

"Oh! No need to be so formal to a student sir. Just call me Arlina, in fact you can even call me Airhead!" she exclaimed and pointed to herself…and then there was silence as the teachers, with the exception of Dumbledore, tried not to fall down from shock. They were all thinking: "Airhead? What is wrong with this child?"

Then Dumbledore laughed and asked, "Airhead? Why, what an amusing nickname, how did you get it?"

"Well, in third grade, no one could think of a nickname for me that didn't start with "air" after all, how do you shorten Arlina? Then in fourth grade, I was in a car accident and suddenly, the name fit very well, for I became very forgetful and silly though I'm not sure if that was the accident's fault or not. Then I just started introducing myself as Airhead, that way I don't have to explain myself: when I do something stupid, I can just say, 'Hey, I'm an airhead remember?'" ranted Airhead. Dumbledore's blue eyes twinkled with even more amusement and he simply laughed.

"Alright then, I shall call you Airhead, but only when it's just the other teachers around so that the other students don't think I'm favoring you."

"Yes sir!" And she saluted him in her silly way. Then a grumbling noise could be heard and Airhead blushed, "oops, I guess I'm hungry, after all, I still haven't started on my breakfast yet." The moment she said that Dumbledore took out his wand and made a motion with it and a chair suddenly appeared. Airhead sat down in it, and then food came out of nowhere and onto the plate in front of her.

"Wow, great service," she giggled. "I guess I'm still not used to all this magic stuff yet, I mean, I certainly have noticed a few things that go strange around me, but I never thought it could be magic until I got the notice about school," she said, then she happily ate the food in front of her. After she had eaten a bit and the edge of her hunger had died down, Airhead noticed something. "Hey, I've only learned Professor Snape's and Professor Dumbledore's names, who are the rest of you?" She gestured at all of them with her her fork, which still had a piece of breakfast on the end of its tines.

Snape thought, "I see that the other teachers are having the same reaction I did to that bluntness." as the other teachers got quiet. The silence didn't have the quality of insult though, they just seemed to be confused by the girl.

"This," Snape started and pointed to the lady who had been helping with the sorting, "is Professor McGonagall. She teaches Transfiguration. This," he pointed to a small frightened looking man with a turban atop his head, "is Professor Quirrel. He teaches Defense Against the Dark Arts," and he continued on like that until he had introduced everyone at the table. Airhead found the large man named Hagrid entertaining. He seemed to be kind, even though he looked intimidating. Soon after he finished introducing everyone, Madam Pomfrey, the nurse, snapped.

"That's it!" she yelled, "I can't take this, everyone can see the poor darling's bruises, and yet all we do is introduce ourselves and have a nice chat with her?" Airhead's smile, which had been present since she started talking to the teachers, vanished. She said nothing and hung her head. Madam Pomfrey came over to her "Now, let me have a look at that," she demanded in a soothing voice, indicating one of the large bruises on her right arm.

Airhead merely shook her head, withdrew her arms as far as she could into her T-shirt, as she still hadn't been able to change into her robes what with Mill-mill's hiding her things, and stood up. "It's nothing," she said loud enough for the whole table to hear, then she lifted her head and smiled a dazzling smile, stopping anyone from saying anything until after she had escaped the close confines of the teacher's table.

The Great Hall had filled while Arlina had been hanging out with the teachers and the Slytherins were all sitting for breakfast. She laughed in her mind as she walked down the table, past Mill-mill, Blondie, Dumb and Dumber, and Fatso, as she had personally dubbed them. The reason she laughed was the obvious bruises on all of them, not to mention a few scratches and bite marks. She may have eventually gone down, but not without a fight. She purposely wormed her way in between them and sat down on the left of Blondie and the right of Mill-mill. There was another girl on Blondie's right who seemed angry at Airhead's rudeness. She reached over to grab a piece of toast and smiled at them all.

"Hiya guys, that sure was fun last night, wasn't it?" she asked, with an innocent look on her face. She stayed there, munching on her toast, feeling the anger bubble up inside of her "buddies" and laughing on the inside because she knew that they couldn't do anything about it with the teachers so close by. Sure, she would probably pay for it later, but boy was it fun now!

AN: Ah, yes, messing with the Slytherins is fun isn't it? Reviews are always welcome, no matter how long or short, I always like to know what I'm doing right and wrong for the beloved readers.