( I'm sorry about the wait. I've been really lazy -Cough- I mean busy, oh yeah! Any writer's block. Ok, so anyways, I'd like to thank one of my reviewers, Becca, for the great idea I put in this chapter. Ayways, thanks for your input, everyone. And enjoy!)

" AAAARGH!! DARK GERROFF!!!!" A screaming Harry Potter was once again being dragged down the hall, this time very unwillingly. Panting from the difficulties of getting down the stairs leading to the dungeons, Dark gave him a little kick in the shin.

" You were in full support of the list, Potter, deal with it!" She continued pulling her very unhappy friend. " This is for bailing out on me."

Harry suddenly looked a bit guilty. " What happened anyways, did you get in trouble? Did Snape catch you?" ha asked.

" Oh, yeah, he caught me." She muttered. She didn't intend to give any details. The two continued on walking. Harry was cooperating a bit more now that Dark made him feel bad for her. On reaching the wooden door of Professor Snape's office, Dark started yelling loudly. Harry started struggling once more. All the guilt in the world couldn't make him want to face the dreaded potions master.

" I got 'em! I GOT 'EM! " Dark shouted. The noise caused Snape to open his door, looking furiously at the two. " I' got 'Im, sir!" She said brightly, grinning very cheesily.

" Miss Smith, did I ask you to fetch me Potter?!" He snapped.

Dark looked as thought she was in a deep thought. " Ummm, Yes." She said. "Here he is!" She chirped and skipped away. This time, she wasn't being flollowed. It was probably the skipping. Too bad she had potions class first today.

Walking into the potions classroom, Severus snape surveyed the room with his usual cold gaze. His eyes lingered on a certian Gryffindor who was now chatting happily with her newfound Ravenclaw friends. He realized that the class was still talking even though he was in the room. He supposed trying not to makie his usual dramatic entrance was just a poor decision, and he cleared his throat.

Having the class' attention, Snape began calling the roll. He read all of the names alphabetically, and everyting was going smoothly, until,

" Smith, Dakota,"

Squeak

" What was that, Miss Smith? " He asked with an eyebrow raised, He could have sworn that she just squeaked.

" I said 'here' Sir." She said as if nothing happened.

With that out of the way, the class began. Dark sat in her seat, listening to Professor Snape's lecture of the day. Yawn.

Today we will be looking over the properties of a more advanced healing potions. Unlike what you allready know, this potion heals more wide and deep gashed as well as supplies excess energy, taken away from the healing process...."

Dark raised her hand. She waited for the Professor to look at her as if to say ' What, you little twit?' " Forget healing potions, Sir, let's bottle some fame!" She said rather enthusiastically. The whole class chuckled at the reference to their Professor's " Welcome to potions...you're doomed." Speech he probably said to every first year class he ever taught.

Severus could feel his eye twitch. He didn't know what bothered him more. Interrupting his class, or poking fun at his speech that he had kbeen so proud of. He came up with that himself you know. He took a deep breath and looked back to Dark. " After class, Smith."

Dark gave a small nod and the lecture continued. There were apparently a lot of things to know about this potion. Dark, herself, just wanted to brew it. It sounded like a challenge. Class dragged by slowly. They listened to Snape, read, took notes, but no potion making for today.

After class Dark put her book and notes away slower than everyone else. There was no rush, having to stay after class and all. As the last of her classmates filtered out into the corridor, Dark gathered her Gryffindor courage and approached Professor Snape's desk. She was fixed with a glare and she awaited her punishment.

" Nice little outburst in class, Smith." He said sarcastically. Back to the ol' last name basis, eh? " I assume you're just proving your word about not letting up on your little game?" He purred in a dangerous tone. " The way you're acting, it's going to come back to get you..."

Dark loked into Snape's eyes. Was he thinking about last night's events? He sounded so cold. She decided to try to pester the coldness out of his voice. Even heated anger was better than this. She put on a smirk. This seemed to work.

" Trying to scare me, are you? Well it's not working. You can do your worst, and it won't even amount to anything you can call revenge." She said cooly. Severus seemed to be catching on. Dark turned and strode out of the room angering Snape, because he hadn't finished yet.

Dark on the other hand had her mind at work. Shae couldn't help it, inspiration struck. She pointed her wand at an empty broom closet and did the trickiest spellwork she had ever done in her life. After a bit of draining work, her trap was set! She just had to wait until Dear ol' Sevvie came after her. Which was very soon, seeing as he always had to have the last word.

Dark stood smugly by the door to the closet as the Potions Master approached.

"Miss Smith, what is that smug look on your face?" He asked.

"Whatever happened to Dakota? That one didn't last long." She said pretending to sound hurt.

" You really need to earn these sort of things, and you definately lost it for now." He replied

" Well, maybe I could make up for it." She said suggestively, her eyes trailing towards the closet. She watched Snape's face. He still looked stern and not likely to go for that. The puppy eyes almost worked. She grabbed onto his arm.

" Pleeease? "

Snape gave in. He opened the closet door and walked in. Instead of Dark following, she closed the door on Snape leaving him stuck in the broom closet.

" Hey, WHAT?!?" boomed Snape's voice. " Smith, you get me out of he- What is that?? " He sounded as if he just found something, or in this case, a lot of things. Soft fluffly living things. The were bunnies. Severus Snape couldn't believe it. Stuck in a closet full of bunnies.

" Sorry, Sevvie! Only you can get yourself out of there." Dark said with glee.

" How." Came Severus' s voice through the door.

" Cuddle a bunny. " She said.

Severus nearly screamed every profane word in his vocabulary. Snape Cuddle and Bunny were three words never to go together. He sighed, why did he have to fall for such an annoying woman, and why couldn't he stop it?

( There you have it, another chapter! And what did you think? I will try to post the next one sooner, but I dunno, midterms are in a couple weeks. Dun dun dunnnn! Ok, erm, R&R, please, and remember to always bucke up... It's the safe way!)