Hermione had strange dreams laying in the dungeon hall floor. She was being chased by giant roller skates with a familiar sneer on them. There was horrible 70's porn music playing. It was so loud it was overwhelming. Herry and Ron had afro's and were wearing blue leisure suits doing horrible interpretations of disco dancing. Dumbledore was the DJ in the booth wearing big headphones and tacky sunglasses. Then it changed and she was with Snape only Snape wasn't Snape he wasn't greasy git he was oily bo-hunk with his hair slicked back and his shirt open. He began to skate around to the horrible music and then began stripping. He was covered in black hair. He slowly began to shrink and change size until he was a small black bear, he continued to change this time into a bat, then as if a tribute to some old horror movie he lengthened and became Snape. He began ridiculing her and demeaning her abilities. She saw herself shrinking and drawing up into a ball in the corner of the dance floor. She put her head down so she wouldn't have to look at Snape but he just loomed over her telling her how awful she was, emphasizing it by pushing her into a smaller and smaller ball. Finally she threw her arms up and screamed.

"Stop it, Stop it. Leave me alone, What did I ever do to you?" It was about this time that she realized that she was awake and not alone. A very stunned Snape stood a few feet back with a bloody nose. A group of young horrified looking slytherins behind him. Hermione didn't know what to do first, apologize, scream some more, get up. She just stared at Snape and he stared back at her. Finally he gained his conposure.

"Ms. Granger would you like to tell me what you are doing down here? Asleep? And scaring my first years?"

"Um, I was dreaming, I got lost and fell asleep."

"In that order?"

"Huh? Oh no, obviously, I got lost, tired, then fell asleep, at which time I started to dream."

"The first years have been hearing moans and screams since four in the morning. I'm guessing it is your fault?"

"Yes sir I would guess so." Snape turned to his students.

"It is fine, there is nothing to worry about, our head girl just decided to take a nap in the dungeon floor and have a nightmare. No Banshee's here." The first years gave her a rather nasty look and walked away. Snape turned his attention back to Hermione. She was waiting for the scathing remarks that always came, instead she got a hand, his hand, he was helping her stand. She looked shocked for a minute. "It's not poisoned Ms. Granger, at least I don't think it is. You never know with potions and hands." Hermione stared at him opened mouthed. "I'm afraid I get verbal diarrhea when I'm tired." Hermione took his hand and he helped her up. A jolt of electricity shot up her arm. She snatched her hand away and rubbed it.

"Did you feel that?"

"Just static electricity I'm sure." He too was rubbing his hand a strange sensation growing there. "Let's get out of this maze." He walked off seemingly in a good mood. 'Wow did he get some last night? What's going on with him?'

"So you didn't get enough sleep last night right?"

"Yes, I only got about 2 hours, thanks to you."

"And you are in a good mood?"

"I'm not in a good mood, I don't have good moods. I am just to tired to bother with the nastiness. It takes too much energy and I have none. Now I am back at my rooms, I assume you can find your way out of here?" She nodded, "Good, I'm going to get some sleep. Please tell the headmaster that you woke up all of Slytherin with your screaming and that is why I am not at breakfast."



Hermione walked down to the great hall still dressed in her wrinkled robes. She was on autopilot and a teacher had told her to do something. Her student brain took over and commanded her to do it. She walked through the heavy doors and didn't give a glance to the table of the lion. She went straight to the headmaster delivered the message verbatim then turned and walked away. The sleep part of her brain took over and she walked straight out of the hall with a table full of dropped jaw teachers staring at her. Harry and Ron stared at her from the time she entered until she was out again. It wasn't long before Hermione's innocent night in the maze like dungeon became a tale of debauchery. It was five hours later when she woke up and realized what she had told the teachers. 'My screaming woke up all of Slytherin and that is why Snape is not at breakfast. Oh merlin.'