Ami walked, tired and aggravated, down to the Great Hall for a dinner she truly needed. Students where still bugging her about the sitting arrangements and she found it bloody unbearable. If she could just make it to the Great Hall, the hall that was miles and miles away, she could get Albus to keep the snotty, idiotic, worthless kids away from her. Or she just sit by Snape, which would scare the kids away instantly. So far away... Yet, just in reach, not even a hundred feet. So very very close, so-

"Professor!" Damnitt. " Professor Mizuno!"

Ami swung around like a madden bull to face a chubby 5th year hufflepuff.

"WHAT?!" Ami snapped. Evil rotten smelly ugly little git!

"I was..." the 5th year stammered, " I was.."

"Cat got your tongue?" Ami said harshly as the 5th turned red and started to sweat.

"N-no."

"THEN OUT WITH IT!"

"Canyouchangemyseat?" the 5th year spat out quickly.

"NO! 20 points from Hufflepuff for you being the 20th Hufflepuf for asking!"

The 5th year looked at her wide eyed and she walked into the Great Hall she heard the 5th year sobbing.

Ami plopped down on her seat at her usaul seat at the teachers table. No one there. No students getting her early. No teachers. She could have sworn lunch started now. But until then, she could just lay her head down...

ICrash.

Something had just broken, glass and potion all along the floor.

"MIZUNO! Stay after and clean up this mess."

Nodding, the girl watched her classmates leave.

The professor shoved a rag and water filled bucket in her hands. He wandered off. She cleaned. Watching the professor out of the corner of her eye. She smiled looking at him as he sat at his desk, writing esquitely with a quill.

"Is there any reason your looking at me, Ami?" He said dully without even noticing the fact that he had used her first name, for the first time.

She didn't blush, she didn't care that he caught her looking.

"Yes, well, my potion, shouldn't you try it?" She said, pleasantly cool.

The professor eyed her, unsure of what to make of the girl. She had never been scared of him, she had always scared the students. Never screwed up a potion yet, why should this time be any different? After it was only a simple dream remember potion. He did not dream anyways.

"Alright, since I am sure you would not poison me like various other students."

She dropped the rag in the bucket and watched as he took the potion. His dreams should, if done right, appear in the caldrean.

Ami watched in fasication, and the professor watched in horror, as dreams, his dreams, actually unfolded.

"Ami..." A voice, not just any voice, but this certian professor's voice, drawled out from the dream, "...Do you know how beautiful you are when you work on a potion?.. Same drive...Same passion as me..."

In the caldrean, the student shivered and looked away from her professor.

"Don't worry, it'll all be alright..." the dream professor kissed her lightly on the lips, then roughly.

In the dream, the professor pulled off his outer robes and started taking off his shirt.

Outside the caldrean, the student watched ratherly calmly and the professor tried to think of how this was dream show was stopped. It continued slowly.

The dream professor had his shirt off...

And the real student outside the caldrean noticed something on his arm. Something not even dreams could erase. She looked at her professor. Reaching out for his arm, she-"/I

Ami had been asleep for only mere moments, when her shoulder was shaken gentlely by Albus.

"My, dear, I think you are a bit early for dinner."

Ami nodded.

"It doesn't start for a while." he plainly stated

"Crap." Ami breathed out.

Albus smiled softly. "Yes, indeed, 'crap'. I was wondering though, what you where dreaming about. Severus and I both were, infact."

Ami looked swiftly around until her gazed fell on Severus. She let out a pained moan and let her head fall to the table with a loud smack.

"Now, don't hurt yourself, you do have more classes today."

Ami sighed heavily. She wasn't enjoying this. And she was enjoying less the look on Severus's face. It wasn't his usually loathing, but rather his other common face. The one where it tells you if you don't do the right thing, he will kill you then and there.

"Are you alright, Ami?" Albus asked, concern finally entering his voice, "You where whimpering in your sleep. What was it?"

Ami's eyes tried to widen, but where too tired to do so. So, instead, she shook her head no.

"I mean, I'm fine, but nothing is the matter...I mean, I dunno what I mean... Just tired... Tired... Yes tired..." She yawned, "Maybe I'll go take a nap before my night classes. Yes, that would be nice, wouldn't it? I shall go now."

"Ami?" Albus used a tone meant to stop her, but she kept doing. It was all she could do to keep herself from collasping.