( Here's another chapter! I would like to thank everyone for the nice reviews. And some of you have given me great ideas, too! I'm sorry about the wait. I have two fics to think about, not to mention school. But I think that I have an idea of what i'll put in my next chapter, so It might not be too long a wait... I am lazy, though, so it's something you all will have to deal with. ' . I have an Edward Scissorhands fic that I'm working on, if you want to check it out. It's a bit different. Not so much humor. Well, here you go!)

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The list was starting to get boring. Dark had a lot of ideas in her head that were not down on paper. So, she decided to start doing as she pleased. After getting dressed and washed up for the day, Dark slipped down to the common room and sat in an armchair in the corner of the room. It was pretty empty for a Sunday morning, but still, Dark needed to concentrate on what she was doing.

Transfiguration was tough, especially when trying to create a plastic muggle toy. In the end she was pleased with her work. She had managed to transfigure a water goblet into a brightly colored water gun. A big one, too. This was no water pistol, this was one badass super soaker! It even had a back pack water tank. ( That was the tricky part)

Dark strutted down the hallway with her badass new toy. She was trying to look like someone out of an action movie, and wasn't too sure she was doing it right. She was wearing dark sunglasses and a long black trenchcoat over her plaid skirt and t-shirt. She was earning a lot of odd looks for it, too. Not like she really cared. The few suckers that sniggered at her, she gave them a nice spray with the water gun, and skipped away down the hall.

Luckily for Dark, most of her victims were Slytherins. This sped up her plans, because as she assumed, they all went complaining to Snape. Of course, he was going to take some action on this. Dark was walking down the hall when she heard the fast even strrides that could only belong to Severus. She saw him round the corner, and they both stopped walking. Dark had a grin on her face that clearly said ' Run! Run as fast as your legs can carry you! For the love of God, Snape, RUN!!!' But of course, he did not run.

" I have had five of my students complain about you squirting them with a muggle water toy. You have no excuse to have been tormenting your peers." He snarled.

"Of course I had a reason! The were laughing at me. Of course I wasn't setting out to torment the students..." She said with a sly smile.

" Is that so, Miss Smith?" Snape was starting to realize her intentions. He was getting ready to get ayaw as quickly as he could.

Dark's smile widened and there was an evil glint in her eyes. She aimed her super soaker at Snape, and pumped the gun threateningly. Snape turned and started to run, but Dark was on his tail.

She let out a warrior cry " LEEDLE-LEEDLE-LEEDLE-LEEDLE-LEEEEEEE"
And she was sprinting down the corridors holding the gun above her head. When she got close enough to Sevvie, She opened fire.

"AAAARGHH!!!!!" Severus yelled. People were swarming the halls after the two to see what was causing the comotion.

" LEEEEEEEEEDLEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!"

Dark ran along, pumping the gun. Snape was running for his life... and dryness, but it was way too late for that.The chase lasted a long time, because of the capacity of the water pack strapped to Dark's back. Soon enough, though, the fun was over.

Dark had managed to trap her dear Sev into a corner. She grinned with malice while Snape cowered in fear. She pulled the trigger.

"ppfffft......pufff" Nothing came out but air. The water tank was almost weightless. She had ran out of ammunition. The tables were tuned, and Dark got a face full of some sort of water blasting spell.

" That's a detention, Smith. Tonight at nine." Snape drawled. " Don't think it will be easy, either." It was obvious that Professor Snape was thoroughly pissed off. Dark sighed inwardly. At least she did her job well. It would cost her, though.....' He's kinda cute when he's mad.... In a scary way' Were her final thoughts before turning around and marching to her dormitory.

When she got to her room, She grabbed some warm, dry clothes and trudged off to the bathroom. She re-dressed in some jeans and a long sleeved shirt, and wrung the water out of her hair. She cringed at the mirror when she noticed that her head resembled a wet mop. After a quick drying spell, her look improved. A dry mop was much better.

The rest of the day was full of homework and bored doodles. she ate dinner, and soon it was almost nine. She left through the portriat hole, smiling to herself about how awesome that squirt gun chase was. Hopefully the pusishment would be survivable.

Walking into the potions room, she allready knew she was in for a terrible night. Well, she didn't mean to jump to conclusions, but a trap water bucket set above the door was never a pleasant suprise. Nope, not at all. Snape's kind offer for somehting to dry with was merely him throwing a hankercheif at her.

" Gee, thanks...." She muttered, grumpily dabbing at her face so she could at least see properly. She then remembered that she was a witch, and cast yet another drying spell.

Her assignment for the evening was to clean out cauldrons. She didn't like this, beacuse she had many nightmares about being eaten by cauldrons after being shoved in one. She didnt' let that show, though. She was too angry. She filled a bucket with soapy water, grabbed a rag, and set to work. Halfway through the first cauldron, she had an idea of how to pget back at Snape.

" Severus?" She asked. She could tell Snape was mad and probably glaring, because the sound of a scatching quill stopped, and the room was tensely silent.

" What?!" He hissed. Dark knew he meant to say " What did you call me?" She ignored the tone of his answer and continued.

" Do you use a sponge when there are char marks that won't clean off?" She asked, pointing to the cauldron.

" Yes, and do NOT call me that!" He snapped.

" Sev.....?" She asked.

" SMITH!!!"

" Can you pass me the sponge, please? She asked with an innocent voice. She was rewarded with a sponge whipped at the back of her head.

" I said, do NOT call me that!" He hissed.

" You said not to call you SEVERUS."

She continued cleaning the cauldron. " Sevvie-kins?" Snape's head thudded on the desk. Dark looked up. He was clearly irritated, and now his face was hidden, flat on the desk.
" Are you alright, Precious Little Sevvie-kins?"

" THAT'S QUITE ENOUGH!!!" Severus snapped. He stood up out of his chair so quicklt that the chair toppled over. In three big stepps, he was towering over Dark.

To his suprise, Dark pinched his cheek. " Somebody's gwumpy..." She said as if she were talking to a two-year-old. Severus caught Dark's hand in his...

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( Oooh, a cliffhanger. What is gonna happen? No really, I don't know..... heh)