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((I just want to feel,

Safe in my own skin.

I just want to feel,

Happy again.

I just want to feel,

Deep in my own world.

But I'm so lonely I don even wanna be with myself anymore.

.

On a different day,

When I was safe in my own skin,

Then I wouldn't feel,

Lost and so frightened!

But this is today,

And I'm lost in my own skin.

But I'm so lonely I don even wanna be with myself anymore

An I------ am safe,.

I----- feel,

Cold...

.

And I'm so lonely I don even wanna be with myself anymore.

An I------ am safe,.

(ohhhh)

I----- feel, (And I'm so lonely I don even wanna be with myself anymore.)

Cold...

. I just want to feel,

Safe in my own skin..

I just want to be,

Happy again..))

--Dido, Track 7, No Angel (best CD in the world)





------------------Love Leaves me Cold-----------------

"Albus!" I cried as I burst through the door to his rooms. Sitting calmly at his desk he looked up at me. His eyes held a silent laughter and I wanted to kill him for that alone. Tears threatened to spill over my eyes and my pupils contracted in rage.

" Albus Dumbledore, you did not tell me that Severus Snape was at this school!" My voice rumbled with barely contained anger. I flitted over to where Dumbledore sat, arriving there in less than a second. Roughly I sat down in one of his leather-bound chairs, the cold from my tense body frosting the armrests. I sucked my breathing, soaking the heat out of the room, "Tell. Me. Why."

Dumbledore barely flinched as my gaze frosted his beard.

"Calm yourself, Morgan, I did not let you know for my impression was that you did not need to know." Idly he toyed with his beard, shaking the frost from it. The breath from his words rose in a steam in the air.

"Not need to know? Not need to know!?!" I stood up suddenly and moved toward him, my hands clenching at my sides. I did not know why he made me so mad. Letting loose the breath I did not know I held, I vented my anger on the dish of sweets in front of me.

"Aaaaargh!" I yelled, and the candy dish exploded, showering us with what pieces of the crystallized candy remained from my frigid anger. Smiling, I sat back down, the heat returned to the room.

"I feel much better now, you were saying?" I sunk into the chair as Dumbledore began to explain to me his motives.

"Well, Ms. Le'Font, as I told you, I didn't think you would need to know. I honestly did not think you would be affected by his presence. I did not think a mere /human/ could get on your nerves so." He said the word human with sarcasm, as though reminding me of my place. "Also, Ms. Le'Font, I will expect you to be respectful while you are at this school, you will refer to all your teachers by their last names, as well as I."

"Yes, Headmaster." I said, slightly put down. Now that the shock of seeing my Old World fiancee had worn off, I began to regret what I had done. I looked down at my feet and bit my cheek, feeling the tiniest hind of color on my paper white face. "And I'm sorry for exploding your candy dish." My face burned with guilt and Dumbledore just laughed.

"Oh, it's quite all right, my office needed some excitement, anyway. No harm done." He waved his wand and the glass dust on the floor and the walls sprang back into their original form. "But I don't know what I will do about the candy."

Dumbledore smiled warmly and I looked at the portraits. I stifled a laugh as the former Headmasters of Hogwarts tried in vain to remove splotches of what looked to be Bernie Botts Every Flavor Beans.

"Sorry Headmaster." I said with a smile and I stood to go to the door. He smiled back to me and bade me farewell. Moving to the door, I placed my hand on it to open it, only to find that it had been opened already. A hand pushed the door open and brushed past my cheek, pale and only slightly warm.

Severus stood in the door, looking at me in a mixture of anger and astonishment. Fear and an anxious desire to flee turned my stomach as he spoke, his voice the very velvet of night that I remembered.

"Well if it isn't Miss Morgan."



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Igor: Ze plaaaan is woooorking, master!

Author: Sush Igor, you fool! I am not your master, I am your mistress! WAHAHAHAHA! And I will rule the world with my crazed wako stories! HAHAHAHAHA!

Igor: Forget this, I can't believe I signed up for this part. *Igor straightens up and walks away* Crazy, that one. Oh well.

Author: Hey, come back here!!! You're my evil henchmen! You can't run away!!!!!!! We had a /contraaaaaaaaaaaaacccccccccccctttttttttttttttt.../..! *evil author runs after Igor and fades into darkness.

Mike: I don't recall writing those words in my story so I can't correct it.

Anakah: Thank you! I find it ironic that so many people have the middle name Morgan (do I smell a . conspiracy!?!)

HJB: Glad ya liked it, read on!

A Fresh Cow Pie: Hello a fresh cow pie!!! Wow, my longest review. Unfortunately the same thing happens . to me see *thinks hard, a couple of moths float out of her ears*. Yep, same result as . always.

Aria-chanMLSD: Well, I'm happy it's fun! Kinda hoped it would be!! Now if I can only figure out who . this 'miko' is.

GhosTRunner: Think ya got the wrong story there, bucko. Although, I'm glad ya read Living Without.

Roary14: Glad you liked it, and thank ya!