Note- in the last chapter is was suppose to say, when it was talking about her ability to change into an animal, that she was NOT trying to change into an animal and it just happened. I would also like to apologize for spelling errors, I thought I got them all. Now back to the story.

Chapter two

The next day there was two low, short raps on her door. Della, being deep in sleep, rolled over but didn't wake up. There was another two knocks, still she slept.

There was a moment of silence, then a long annoyed sigh came from the outside of the door. The visitor banged on the door twice more, so hard in fact that you could hear parts of the wood crack on the door. There was loud "thud" that came from the inside of the room, followed by a mumbled remark from Della as she untangled herself from the sheets that had followed her fall to the floor.

Feet shuffled to the door and opened it. Della's hair was messy and her eye's were half open as she gazed up at her visitor. Quickly noticing that it wasn't Dumbledore, instead she saw a much younger man with straight black hair and worn face. One of the features she noticed first was the man's nose, she wouldn't call it huge but it wasn't a small nose. She looked at the rest of his face, which looked was stern and disciplined. The rest of him was covered by black clothing and robe.

'Oh, shit, he's trouble.' Della thought to herself.

These thoughts were interrupted, though, when the visitor cleared his throat, giving her an annoyed- suspicious look.

She shook her head slightly and looked back up at the man.

"Wh-who are y-y-you?" she said letting out a big yawn.

The man look at her again with another annoyed look as the sides of his lips curled up. He let out another sigh, but it went unnoticed by the half awake woman.

As he opened his mouth to introduce himself, he noticed her shirt. Della, waiting for a response, gave the man a curious look, than she too look at her shirt.

"What?!" she said looking up again.

"What is a ...," he pointed his whole hand towards her shirt. "Yankee?" he asked in an almost discussed way. Truly he didn't care but he asked anyway, figuring he should learn something if he's going to be forced to be in this persons presence.

"Huh?" she glanced down at her shirt again. "Oh,...yeah,... the Yankees were...er are a baseball team in New York." she said while trying to fix her hair and wake up.

Her explanations had no effect though, because his confused expression told her that he had no idea what 'baseball' was. She had once again forgotten that she was talking to a wizard, and one in fact who seems to knows little of the muggle world.

"Uh, never mind." she said closing her eyes and rubbing the back of her neck. "Who are you, again?" she asked yawning again.

" I am Professor Snape, the potions master." he straighten up a bit, his lips still curled and looked down his nose at her.

"Oh, um,... did you want something?" she said holding onto the frame of the door and looking up at him. An annoyed look started to come over her face also.

" I don't want anything. But Dumbledore wants me to escort you to your new classroom, and he being the headmaster, I didn't have a choice." he said looking at her then around in disgust.

"Oh how kind of you." she said in a sarcastic voice, still hanging on the door frame.

This earned her a glare and snort from Snape, who looked down at her again, anxious to get this event over with.

" I need to get ready, give me 20 minutes." she put up the palm of her hand to symbolize 'wait' and turned and shut the door without another word.

Snape stood there looking at the door for a few seconds thinking why he's always forced to deal with these kind of people.

'Fine, twenty minutes... exactly twenty minutes.' he thought as he walked away.

Exactly twenty minutes later, Snape was outside her door again, waiting.

'Huh, she going to be late' he thought,a smug look on his face and a low snort of laughter escaped him as he continued to think about how inconsiderate people are for making him wait.

The door open, him in mid thought, and Della walked out. She looked up at him and waited

"... Follow me." he said, turning and walking down the hall, not caring if she kept up or not.

Della rolled her eyes then lock the door to her room and continued down the hall with Professor Snape, Keeping a distance the entire time.

As Della tried not to loose him, her black robes flew behind her. Underneath was baggy jeans with an assortments of pockets. She was wearing a white tank top and a double necklace with random stones attached to it.

As they walked down the hall, Della had many questions, still, about the castle. The walk remained silent, though, finding it in her best interest to talk to this man as little as possible. She'll wait till breakfast, where she could ask Dumbledore her questions.

Finally reaching an oak door, Professor Snape stopped and turned to face Della, who had just made it to his side.

"This is your class room, I'm not going to show it to you again, your on the east side of the castle, by the fourth tower." he said as he retrieve a key from his pocket and dropped it in Della's open hand. Then turned and walked down the hall, without so much as a goodbye.

'Well someone is being a real bastard this morning.' Della thought as she unlocked the door in front of her.

With five minutes left till breakfast, she had her class room set up, sense the substitute had most the room already in order. Placing her hands on her hips she steps back and looked at her class room. Finding that she did a job well done, she figured she had earned breakfast. She turn on her heel and walked to the door, a smile had made its way to her face.

As she neared the door her excitement rose, she couldn't wait to see all the students and start her new class. But as she grabbed for the handle of the door, her smile abruptly left her face as she realized she didn't know where the hell the great hall was.