( There's a little bit of Snape's POV in this chapter. I've allready wrote the first 11 chapters on this story, but I tink that I made Snape a tiny bit out of character. I'm going to work on that.?
Dark made her way to the big tree by the lake. She dipped her feet in and watched the white clouds drift by. She sighed as she thought about having to leave Hogwarts. She loved everything about this place.... well, maybe not the homework part. Her thoughts then came to Snape. What was it that she felt this morning? " Ah well," she thought. "I have more important things to care about. But she knew she was only saying that, and didn't mean it. Dark was never good at trying to forget things. Worrying was one of her bad habits. And she was now worried that she was insane.... I mean more insane. Or worse! A crush on her potions professor!! Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a voice.
"Hey, what ya doin?" It was Ginny. She was lookin down at her from a tree branch that she was sitting on.
Dark jumped. "Holy crap Gins! where did you come from? " she asked, still a little startled.
Ginny apologised and said " Well i saw you spacin out and decided to see what was up. You look distracted."
"And you sound like my mom" Dark joked. " But i dunno, I've got a lot on my mind. First of all this is my last year here."
" Hm, well that I can understand, but is there anything else?" Ginny asked.
Dark just looked at her for a moment and said " I couldn't say right now. "Hey look. It's 'Mione." Hermione was heading towards them. She had what looked liked three bottles. It was. Somehow she had managed to get three bottles of butterbeer. She explained that she Packed some in her school trunk.
" I did the same thing." said Dark " but not with butterbeer." she grinned.
The three girls stayed out by the lake until it started to get darker outside. They headed towards the castle for dinner, stomaches rumbling. They forgot about lunch. That night Dark sat cross legged on her bed, reading over her list. She'd make her next move tomorrow, but what would she do. In the meantime, she pulled out, as she said earlier, a bottle. It wasn't butterbeer, but a bottle of Coca Cola. Hey, what did you think she was going to bring?? She thought about her list as she slowly drank her Coke. Yum, it was the cherry kind.
Severus Snape sat in his private quarters on a cozy armchair. Suprisingly it wasn't black, and no, there weren't chains and implements of torture in sight, as many of the students believed. Snape was thinking about the past events of the week. He scared some first years (little buggers deserved it), graded papers, and.... was howled at. But who was it? He had his suspicions, but it wasn't Potter. It was a female voice for sure.
"who, who, WHO???" Severus snapped out of nowhere. He blinked.
" You know, that is a good sign of insanity right there..." A portriat of the former head of slytherin drawled from another room.
" It was probably Smith, he thought. Yes, she looked quite triumphant this morning, but then again, she is a strange one. She could have just been being stupid...but she isn't stupid" He reminded himself.
This was true. She was no Granger, but unlike Miss Granger, who was good at everything through books and study, Miss Smith had potential, at least at potions. He was not calling her a genius, she wasn't some braniac, but she was gifted in potions.
Oh well, he'd just keep an eye on her, just incase.....
Snape got up and put the book he wasn't really reading away. Yawning, he crawled into bed.
Dark put drink and list away. She got under her covers and fell asleep. She had some weird dreams that all had to do with Snape.....and, uh, detentions wink..........Hmm must have been the coke...
The next morning was Sunday. She woke up and stretched her feet. Then it came to her. She knew what to do next!
( Hooray for cherry coke.)