Mediterania renched her hand loose and smacked her attacker lightly across the back of his blonde head, knocking his hair askew. Trying to hide a smile,

"Draco! I know that Slytherins have no manners, but at least you could have knocked!"

Draco pulled off his invisiblity clock and tossed it onto Mediterania's desk chair, before turning to look at her, his trademark smile appeared.

"Now that's no way to talk to ME now is it?"

Draco moved forward, causing Mediterania to have to move back towards the wall, bumping into the wall with her thin hands, and then pressing her back into it. Draco placed his hands on her shoulders,

"Maybe there's a better way hm?"

Draco moved his head down, blonde hair falling across Mediterania's face, tickling her forehead and cheeks as Mediterania pushed against his grip and stood on her tip toes, Draco moved his lips towards hers, catching her thick hair in his hands...

"MR.MALFOY!"

The couple turned to see a very angry vision with black robes billowing around him in Mediterania's doorway, Snape was breathing hard as he went and grabbed Draco by his upper arm, tossing the boy away from Mediterania, as she struggled to hide behind the bathroom door, her whole thin face was red as was her shoulders and ears. As her skin burned with embarssment, she managed to get a hand on her cloths and duck back into the bathroom. Slamming the door, pressing in the lock and leaning heavely on the door, Mediterania heard Snape's voice boom at Draco to 'Go back to the Slytherin common room immediatly!'. Mediterania qucikly pulled her skirt and top on, not bothering with her socks or shoes and quietly reopened the door. Snape sat pacing on the other side, he almost sneered at her as she came back out and hung her dark head.

'At least I have the dignity to be embrassed!' Mediterania thought as Snape simply stared at her, waiting

for her to say something so he could take off more house points for that. Mediterania finally lifted her head and looked at Snape, her cheeks were as red as the sheets upon her bed.

Finally Snape muttered,"We'll have to speak with Professor Dumbledore about this young lady. Come with me."

Snape briskly turned on his heel, and quickly walked from the room, leaving Mediterania to have to run to catch up. Finding Snape waiting by the front door, tapping his foot impatiently and throwing her gazes sharper then knives. Taking Mediterania by the top of her arm, Snape lead her out of the tower and towards the staircases. As they waited for one to move, Snape steadily tightened his grip on her arm as Mediterania struggled not to scream at him. About two seconds later Mediterania had had enough,

"Dammit, Let go. That hurts."

Snape jerked around to look at her, tightening his grip on her arm and looking harder at her,

"Watch your mouth young lady, Ten more points from your house and however many is decided for finding a boy in your room, a boy from another house no less!"

Mediterania grimaced once more and struggled to keep her mouth closed tightly, unfortunately her nature got the better of her reservations.

"The only problem that you will have Professor, is that Draco is from your house! It must be embrassing to have Draco seeing someone like me."

Snape whirled around to face her, his dark cape matched the colour of the anger in his eyes. Snape gripped her arm harder as he spoke,

"I thought you would know better then to frolic with the type of Draco Malfoy. But apperantly, you are no more then a stupid girl."

Mediterania felt her ire rise once more, she was already angry at this man, and he seemed to enjoy

prevoking her! Snarling at him, Mediterania quickly pulled foward towards the now docked staircase, when she felt Snape grab tightly to her arm, and forced her to wait for him. Mediterania resisted her urge to bring her fists up against the man, her anger could be dangerous and she had been to visit Dumbledore many a time during her first years here.

Many of the offensenses had involved her fighting another student, and the fight was almost always one sidded, with Mediterania inflicting brusies, cuts, scrapes, breaking a bone. She had learned gradually as she had aged to curb her rage, to bury deep the secrects of her past. But tonight, tonight this one man was causing her well buried rage to bubble up to the surface. She was thankful that they soon crossed towards the griffen the guarded the staircase to Dumbledores' office, but Snape hadn't released his grip, nor loosed it. He quickly snapped,

"Fudge Chocolate."

As the stairs quickly appeared, Snape quickly moved to mount them, dragging a protesting Mediterania with him. Twisting around in the tight stairwell, Mediterania managed to free herself from Snape's crushing grasp. Wriggling her arm, as if to see if everything was still attached, Mediterania quickly dove to the other side of the stairwell and pratically fell into Dumbledores' office. Snape cursed softly and climbed out behind her, quickly regaining his hold on her arm and taking her towards Dumbledore. Albus Dumbledore quickly looked up over his glasses and supressed a smile as Snape brought Mediterania before him, as he had done many times before. Setting the young woman down in a chair, Snape hovered behind her as he waited for Dumbledore to say something. Smiling gently at Mediterania to place her mind at ease, Dumbledore quietly spoke.

"What is the problem here Severus?"

Snape moved his hands and placed them on the chair behind Mediterania's head.

"Ms Wellington had a boy in her room after curfew, a boy from another house headmaster. One Draco Malfoy."

Dumbledore looked over his glasses at Mediterania, Did this girl never stop flirting with disastor? She had so many time before dabbled in things that could have gotten her hurt, or even killed, and yet she would go out and do something to top the last thing she had managed to get out of. But now, she was in league with Malfoy, and Dumbledore doubted that the boy had honorable intentions for the young woman.

"Severus, could you please excuse us for a moment?"

Dumbledore watched as Snape's face contourted into rage, but he kept his composiour and quickly exited Dumbledore's office. Once Albus was sure that Severus was gone, he watch as Mediterania visiblely relaxed and brought her eyes up to Dumbledore's.

"Now, Mediterania, what was Mr. Malfoy doing in your room?"

Dumbledore watched as Mediterania squirmed slightly and then reddened noticablely. Dumbledore simply smilied, but sobered instantly when he remember who he was talking about. Mediterania picked her head up, and quickly looked Dumbledore in the eye,

"Draco, Mr Malfoy, Is my boyfriend Sir."

Dumbledore felt worry lines appear on his forhead quickly, as he looked hard at Mediterania,

"Mediterania, you are capable of making your own decsions, but please consider my advice on this matter.

Mr. Malfoy might not be the best choice."

Mediterania bit her lip, she had heard the exact same thing from some of the other Gryffindor's who had seen the two together, Harry had even told her that Draco was using her for a quick lay. Mediterania knew she had the reputation for being the 'Bad girl', but she truely knew, it was all an act. But having heard all this before, she was more then willing to prove everyone wrong.

"I am capable of making my own decsions!"

Mediterania hadn't ment to snap, but she had had enough of everyone telling her what to do. She could handle whatever her decsions brought her, even if it ment something that she might regret. Dumbledore raised an eyebrow before contintuing,

"I know you can, but regardless, the rules have been broken. First of curfew, then having a boy from

another house in your room. I believe, in this case, taking off house points will not help. Therefore, I sentence you to helping clean the dungeons with professor Snape, also to do whatever work he has you doing, seeing the fact that his spying has caught you, he can participate in your punishment."

With that Dumbledore winked and smiled, causing a soft smile to break out on Mediterania's face as well.Dumbledore climbed to his feet, and watched as Mediterania climbed up as well. Placing his hand on her shoulder, Dumbledore escorted the young woman to the door. As she climbed into the stairwell, Mediterania turned and embraced Dumbledore as a daughter would a father. Dumbledore patted the young girl on the top of the head, he had always had a soft, almost fathering feeling towards the young woman. Mediterania released him, and he ushered her quickly back into the stairwell, where she nearly crashed into a waiting black visage.

Snape stood with his arms crossed over his chest, his dark billowing robes clung to the stone wall and made him to seem like a part of the shadow that clung to the wall, struggling to hide from the light that appeared even brighter now. Dumbledore waved Snape to come in, and turned to return to his desk, his long robes trailing behind him. Snape looked down at Mediterania, who was apparently sulking as she looked down at the floor, before he entered. The door to the stairwell closed quickly behind Snape as he entered, and he heard the soft scrape as the concret stairwell redesended back to the stairwell level that would take Mediterania back to her rooms.