A/N: I know there's probably a bunch of spelling errors but I really wanted to get this one out for you guys to read. I'm sorry if my dance steps are confusing and don't make sense. I was doing me best to summarize a waltz video I was watching. I have taken dance but I'm not familiar with most of the terms. This is also the longest chapter in this series, three pages and a bit. Also I'm assuming Snape does not need direct eye contact to perform Leglimency. I know it's implied in the books that he had trouble reading Harry's mid when he broke eye contact, but I'm changing that rule for Monica. So please enjoy and reviews are alway appreciated greatly.

I didn't tell Hermione even though I said I would. I said to her that I wasn't ready, and she accepted it, but I saw deep in her eyes that she really wanted to know. I fell asleep reading me book, sadly enough I almost finished it. Eva ended up running into the Professor's wife and got a job with her without knowing who she was. The Professor ended up falling for his student. His wife ended up finding out about his love for her and threatened to leave. Eva didn't want the Professor to be unhappy and didn't want to wreck his love so she left. I figured the line Peeves read had everything to do with Eva leaving.

When I woke up the book, which had last been on my chest, was shut with a scrap piece of paper on my last page and sitting neatly on my nightstand.

"What?" I asked myself, it was almost three hours earlier than when we usually woke up. Everyone was still sleeping. That's when I heard a creak in the hallway outside the dorm room. I climbed out of bed and walked cautiously into the hall. I saw a small shadow head down the stairs and I jogged down the stairs to catch a glimpse of a shadow leaving the common room. I ran out of the dorm, making sure the Fat Lady was still in her portrait. I searched the hall for any one, I even ran down a flight of stairs. It freaked me out to think there might have been something in our dorm. It was even weirder that my moms letter about weird things occurring near Azkaban crept back into my head. I shook the thoughts.

"Stop it Moe, your getting worked up over a shadow, it's probably a ghost or something, nothing to worry about," I said to myself, though most people would pee themselves if they thought a ghost was in their room. I laughed at the though, but I noticed how shaky and unstable my laugh was, and I felt really cold. I decided since I couldn't find anything, I'd go back to bed. I took a breath and came face to face with Snape. I screamed and stumbled back, loosing my balance, I fell to the floor with a dull thud. I heard a few paintings complain. I couldn't breathe and my heart felt like it was exploding out of my chest.

"What are you doing out of bed?" said Snape slowly.

"I should say the same thing to you," I snapped, angry he'd caused me to fall over and nearly die of a heart attack. If this kept up I wouldn't have to worry about ghosts being in my room, I'd be one.

"Excuse me?" said Snape and his sharp tone caught me off guard.

"I'm sorry, I just saw a shadow in my doorway and I followed it out of the common room. I was just about to head back to bed when I bumped into you," I said, mentally battling myself. I'd calmed down from the fright but my heart was still pounding hard.

"I suggest you get back to your dorm, before any one else catches you out of bed," he said in his usual slow, monotone voice and I nodded, walking past him.

"Professor," I said stopping and I turned to see him looking at me, with a very bored and annoyed expression on his face. But it also seemed a bit amused looking.

"Never mind," I said turning quickly and half sprinted back to the Gryffindor common room. I was going to ask him if he'd slipped me a love potion, but then he'd suspect I liked him and then if he hadn't, he'd know for sure.

"Monica you have so many mental issues you need to work out."

"Place your hand on my hip," said Professor McGonagall for the second time, as Ron looked around frantically. Sighing, she took his hand and placed it on her hip herself. She took his hand in her and placed her other on his shoulder. Harry, Hermione, the twins and I as well as the rest of the school, were stifling our laughter as we watched poor Ron 'demonstrate' how to waltz.

"You're never going to let him live this down," said Harry and the twins shook their head.

"Never," they said in unison. I let out a small squeak of laughter before covering my mouth, but it was enough for Professor McGonagall to here.

"Miss Devereux, if you are as amused as you're acting perhaps you should join you're friend in demonstrating."

"But ma'am, I would have no dance partner," I replied, knowing full well there weren't any other teacher with us at the moment.

But I definitely spoke too soon when the large oak door of the Great Hall opened and Professor Snape, strode in like a faithful servant.

"Excuse my lateness, Minerva," he said quietly.

"Not a problem, you actually came at the best of moments, Miss Devereux, here was looking for a dance instructor. Surely you wouldn't object to teaching a student Severus." Were all faculty members here on a first name basis with each other?

"Of course not," said Snape slowly, turning to glare at me.

"Miss Devereux," said Professor McGonagall impatiently.

Crap, I officially hate her right now, even if she was my favorite teacher.

"Go on twinkle toes," said Fred and I glared at him.

"Shut up, I swear to God, I will pummel you into the earth," I said getting up and shooting dagger eyes at each of them, except Hermione, who looked mildly sorry for me, which I returned with a quick smile, before walking into the center of the room.

Snape bowed and offered me his hand and looked sideways at Professor McGonagall.

"Really, I have to curtsy?" she nodded and I attempted a half graceful curtsy, which seemed to do better than I expected since I didn't fall.

"Take his hand," she and I stepped forward and took his hand and let the other rest on his shoulder. His free hand wrapped itself around my waist gingerly. I blushed when I found myself thinking about wanting to be closer. I kept my head down to hide it but I was scolded yet again by Professor McGonagall. It had come to my attention that Ron had got to sit back down and now I was the only student guinea pig to receive this humiliation.

"Okay, I will start the music and I want you to keep the three count in your head," she instructed and I felt Snape's hand grip me tighter, causing my stomach to flip-flop. He lead and I followed, or at least tried to, doing my best to avoid his toes. He moved his right foot forward and my left went back. From there he brought his left foot to the side and my right followed and we place our feet back together again. Basically where ever his one foot went the one on the same side followed and with that we worked our way around the floor. Professor McGonagall stopped us a few times here and there showing us the next steps. Following the circle around the room she told us to walk to our right forward, walk back to our left and the walk right twice, while holding each others hand instead of shoulder and waist.

On the second right walk we were to do a left ball change before starting again. It took me a few tries but I ended up getting the steps down. After the second walk we were to turn to our left let go of our hand on the left side, and while we turned left we were to bring our hand back. Turning back around I was to slowly spin into him leaving my left arm up as he replaced his hand on my hip. I ended up spinning to fast knocking the air out of him, and we had to redo it, but I got it the second time. She told me to lean into him once he placed his hand on my hip and I did so.

We resumed the walking part and then we spun without instruction from Professor McGonagall, but she didn't seem to mind. From there we switched our arms while twirling and then he spun me in front of him while we switched arms again before he pulled me in and grabbed a hold of both side of my waist and lifting me in a half spin before placing me back down.

I hadn't realized how mesmerized I actually was until I felt McGonagall's hand touch my shoulder and the sound of clapping filled my ears. I was so into thee dance I had lost all focus of my surroundings.

"Very good, Miss Devereux, I wasn't expecting such enthusiasm, 5 points to Gryffindor, and a heartfelt thank you to Professor Snape for being such a wonderful teacher. Now I would like each of you to grab and practice the basic waltz formation," she turned to me "You may take a break, you did a wonderful job," she said quietly. I left the Great Hall and immediately ventured outside.

"Monica, what's wrong with you," I said to myself. I was never the sort of person to zone out completely. I didn't know how much more I could take. My head was fuzzy and my breathing was labored. I plopped myself on a cold stone step watching the multicolored leaves whisk by my feet. The air was cold but not enough to feel uncomfortable in. I sighed and sunk my head to rest on my knees.

"Miss Devereux, if I may," came a stern voice from behind me which I easily recognized as Snape's

"Yes professor?" I asked without looking.

"Perhaps the best way to feel better about something is to confront it rather than hide from it."

My head shot up but I still didn't turn to face him. Was he testing me. Did he know I liked him, or at least thought I did. How could he know, I hadn't told anybody. Unless he was skilled at Legilimency which was highly unlikely because it was extremely rare. But then something clicked. Every time I had a thought about him, he always seemed to look slightly amused. And he always seemed to know where I was, and when I wanted to say something he answered me before I asked the question. It all made sense now. Snape does have the power of Legilimency. How could I have been so blind. I turned quickly to confront him but when my gaze reached the door there was no one insight. I had to tell Hermione, about everything, because we I thought back on everything he's said, I had a sneaking suspicion my feelings weren't one sided. I burst into the Great Hall and found Hermione struggling with Ron, who looked very uncooperative.

"Hermione," I said between breaths.

"You're all flustered, is something the matter."

"I promised you I'd tell you what was going on so I will, I'll do it tonight. After supper meet me in the Gryffindor common room."

"Miss Devereux, back so soon, do you wish to practice more?" asked Professor McGonagall and I took this as an ample opportunity to tell Hermione now.

"Actually, professor, I'm not feeling to well, my stomach's bothering me all of a sudden and I wanted Hermione to accompany me to the Hospital Wing."

Her stern wrinkled face read my expression carefully before taking a breath and nodding.

"Very well you are excused from class, if anyone asks tell them to find me. Miss Granger, please accompany her to the Hospital Wing."

"WHAT?"

"I told you not to freak out!" I exclaimed.

"That was before I knew what your big news was. I can't believe you're in love with Professor Snape!"

"Sure, say it louder, let the whole school know," I said glumly. "You know I would have thought you'd be more supportive."

"I'm sorry Moe, it's just really awkward, and it doesn't even make sense. Not to mention it's illegal and probably against school rules."

"I know, and I hate it because I can't help it and it seems to get stronger everyday. And just outside Snape had said to confront my problems rather than hide from them."

"Wait what?" asked Hermione and I began speaking again when she started shaking her head.

"No, I heard you, it's just that, well, Snape never left the classroom. Actually when he did leave it was only second before you burst back into the Hall." she explained and my eyes widened.

"See! I knew he was skilled in Legilimency!" I exclaimed, overjoyed in my recent conclusion.

"Well one thing's for sure, he wants you to confront him about it," said Hermione giggling. "He obviously knows."

"Hermione, how am I supposed to do that, waltz right up to him and say, 'Hey I like you, do you feel the same way?' Give me a break," I said and she crossed her arms thoughtfully.

"Well are you sure he likes you back?" he could be toying with your mind.

"I don't know, everything adds up to it though. He always appears out of nowhere, he reads my mind to know what I'm thinking, which is embarrassing and I'm making a note to confront him about privacy next time I see him, not to mention when I do think about him he always has this look like he knows I like him and he's trying not to laugh."

"Moe, all I can say is that, if you really think you love him and it's what you want, then I support you 100 percent," she said and I smiled at her.

"Thanks Herms," I said hugging her.

"So, I think Snape wants you to wear green to the Yule ball," she said and I glared at her.

"Okay, not funny," I said but then the realization struck me. "You're right," I said "At first I thought he was implying he wanted me in Slytherin, but I get it now. I was thinking earlier that day about what to wear at the ball, he must have been around and tapped into my thoughts. God that's annoying."

"Well whatever that case, I'll help you find a dress, for the ball next weekend when we go to Hogsmead."

"Awwww, Herms, you don't have to do that," I said squeezing her in a tight bear hug.

"I want to help you, I'm glad you finally found someone you like. Even if he's an old mean grease ball."

I smacked her hard before laughing.

"Shut up, stop making fun of my crush," I said jokingly. She waved her hands defensively while laughing as well."

"I surrender, I surrender," she cried and I laughed even harder.

"Alright, come on, time for dinner," I said as the dinner bell went.