( Long time no update, eh? Well here it is. This chapter was inspired by a comic that DemonofDoom sent me. Thank you! Ok, um I really like this chapter, so I hope you all like it too. I hope to end this fic soon. It's getting long. Thank you all so much for the nice reviews. I like a lot of the ideas and stuff.Natsuyori, The clown idea might have some potential.. Um, clowns are kinda scary so I think it could work out as a good prank. Well, I'll shut up.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Snape or anyhting else form the books/movies. Just Dark and that's not much, believe me. ( Dark: Hey! I oughtta hit you!) oops. )

Winter had finally come to an end and it was now April. Unfortunately, that meant lots of rain. During the weekend, the residents of Hogwarts stared longingly out the windows, wishing for nicer weather. Of course, the rain couldn't stop everyone form going out. Quiddich matches and Hogsmeade weekends couldn't be dampened by a little shower. Reagrdless, Dark hated the rain. Nobodly liked getting soaked on their way to herbology class, or having to sit in the canstant drizzle during a quiddich match.

It was a fine April Sunday morning. Dark woke up to rays of sunshine burning into her eyes. The birds were chirping loudly A bit too loudly. Dark stretched and walked to the window. She opened it and the merry chirping grew louder. A cool breeze wafted inand Dark inhaled deeply.

" SHUT UP! Shut up, you infernal rats with wings!" She screamed at the birds. (Always improving those Kodac moments, our Dakota) The chirping stopped abruptly.

Dark smiled with a look of authority until she realized why the birds stopped chirping. It seemed that they took offense easily and were out for revenge. The little buggers were swooping at the window with terrifying speed, screetching like the little devils they were. Dark squeaked with suprise and slammed the window shut just in time. Sounds of thudding, crunching, and feeble squacks were heard throughout the dormitory.

" Jee-eez." Mused Dark, " Alfred Hitchcock was right." Dark did a double take at the window. The sun was out! The rain had stopped. Dark grinned and got dressed, almost forgetting her wonderful three cornered hat.

Bursting out the doors, Dark sped to the grounds. There was still evidence of the recent rain. Mud puddles were scattered all over the lawn. Dark approached one and looked at it for a moment. Who could resist? She pulled off her Chucks and socks and stuck her foot in the mud, feeling it squish in between her toes. She walked in a bit deeper and then decided to make a mud angel. Sitting up, it was a disapointment to find that it didn't come out very well. Dark splashed around a bit longer until she heard someone else outside.

" Miss Smith, what the bloody hell are you doing!" Professor Snape hollared. Dark sat up and looked at him with her head tilted. When Snape said no more, Dark tried to fill the silence by finding her hat in the mud and placing it on her head.

" Miss smith, what are you doing?" Snape tried again.

" Sitting in the mud. What does it look like I'm doing?" Dark answered with the air of doing something completely normal.

Severus looked at her a bit angry, but more confused. He knew that if the girl went into the castle like that, he'd have to once again listen to Filch's long rants about filthy students. Tonight, the term filthy students would be literal. He sighed, exasperated.

" You look grumpy." Dark said. There was a maniacal grin on her face that spelled trouble. " I tink someone needs a hug!" She said, standing up. She was completely covered in mud. Snape made a run for it, but Dark was small and quick. That's why he was suprised at how easily she took him down. She had tackled him like some kind of Muggle sports player. When Severus opened his eyes, he was almost as muddy as Dark was, which Dark found quite amusing. She was laughing hysterically.

Severus put a stop to the laughter, by picking the girl up. So much for small being an advantage now. He thought about what to do.

' Well, throwing her in a mud puddle would be useless." Began his inner monologue. 'But I'm sure that the lake is cold. Freezing, even. ' Snape could envision throwing the whelp intop the lake and watching a little Darkcicle bobbing up and down in the water. His plan set, he took action. Kersploosh.

" SNAPE!" Dark shreiked. " It's friggin' freezing!" She splashed her way out of the lake. She waddled onto the shore with her teeth chattering.

" Sorry, Dakota darling, but you were a mess. " He drawled, his accent thick with sarcasm. " I took care of it, though."

" Yeah, well you missed a spot." Dark snarled, walking towards him.

" Really? Where?" He sneered.

" Right THERE!" She said, shoving him into a mud puddle. Snape sputtered and looked at her in disbelief. How'd she manage that?

' Oh yeah! Ego brought down a notch!' Dark thought with glee as she did a happy victory dance.

Severus stood up and tried towering over her, but she just looked at him defiantly " You know, I am still upset about your little piggy-back charade."

" So?"

" Didn't I warn you about revenge? " No answer. " Well you owe me a ride..."

Dark looked at him funny. " A what!" Severus slapped his forehead.

" You little pervert! Not like that! " He sighed. Dark caught on this time.

" I don't see that working." But she tried, suprised how long she could carry so much dead weight. When she fiunally felt like giving up, she let him fall backwards into another mud puddle. She did the same, earning an 'oof ' from Snape. " Well, that was stupid." Dark muttered.

Severus had to agree with Dark. For a while he just watched her head rise and fall with his chest as she stared at the sky, doodling idly in the mud. Snape picked up a handful of mud ad held it above Dark's face.

" Hey! No- " She snapped, but it was too late. She sat up and frantically wiped the muck off her face, spitting it out as well. " You know, for something that looks like chocolate, mud tastes gross..." She mused.

" You ate mud?" Severus asked laughing.

This irritated Dark. " No, you shoved it in my face!" She elbowed him in the ribs and walked back to the castle. Snape watched after her wondering who would help him up.

That night, just as Severus had predicted, Filch was complaining at him about filthy students. Snape just sighed and continued on his nightly rounds.

( Soo? Hmm? Well? k, the "Rats with wings" quote there, I am pretty sure it came from Spongebob Squarepants, which I DON'T own, so don't hit me! Um, There was an Alfred Hitchcock reference... I don't own him... That'd be weird. Erm REVIEW, please!)