( Once again, thank you all for the reviews! I'm still suprised that anyone likes my writing. I hope that this chapter is good too.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything relating to Harry Potter! I only own Dark. )
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Dark lifted her head groggily off of a stack of parchment and a book. She must have fallen asleep. She was in the library studying for N.E.W.T.s. Wiping drool from the cover of her book, she opened it and continued to study. It was hopeless, though. Dark was too tired and restless to study. Her Professors were dealing out the homework heavily, and if this kept up, Dark would end up in St. Mungo's psych ward for sure. All seventh years were feeling the pressure lately. The upcoming tests were nerve racking. The poor half-asleep girl was just about to join the many other seventh yeas who had snapped, and start screaming, ' I'm freakin' out!'
She stood up to leave the library, and once her legs stopped wobbling, she did just that. It was her luck that she just so happened to meet everyone's favorite potions master on the way.
" Ah, Miss Smith. I'm guessing you've finished your potions assignment." He said, hoping to catch her off in a mess like the other students.
" Nope, haven't even started it." The assignment was due the next day and it was now 8:30 at night. Of course, she was kidding about not doing it. Snape looked outraged at her laziness.
" I'm just kidding, geez! I finished your, what was it, seven foot monster essay. You know we're all having nervous breakdowns and you're not helping us much" Dark said, speaking for the entire student body.
" Smith, you're exaggerating. It was only six and a half feet... You'll thank us all for this someday, it builds character." Severus replied dryly.
" Yes it builds us a nice loony persona." Dark muttered bitterly and began to walk away. She turned around after a bit. " You'd better watch your back, Snape. That last little trick of yours was not cool.." She warned.
" That's Professor Snape." He growled, but it went unheard to the girl. Or she was just ignoring him. Severus tried not to take her threat too seriously, but it was better to be prepared. He changed his direction and went to take precautions. Like warding his office. Heck, he'd change his passwords... But of course it wasn't like he, Severus Snape, head of Slytherin, was afraid. No, never. He was just... careful, he felt the need for change, anyways.
" Not in a paranoid manner. " Snape told himself. Poor soul, lost in denial.
Settling in the common room, Dark smiled to herself, knowing that her little plot had to work. If she didn't have the man scared, than she was a Blast Ended Skrewt. Actually she would be dealing with those gorss things in the near future, hopefully. Well, she didn't really hope to be in a five mile radius of one of those, but well, you'll see.
Severus opened the door to his office and entered the room, causing the torches along the walls to ignite. After warding the doors, he turned to an empty wall behind his desk. He tapped the wall with his wand and muttered an incantation that would enable him to change the password to his chambers. He thought for a moment, looking for a random word that nobody would guess.
" Trout" It was the first word to pop into his head. It was only after he said it when he realized how stupid it sounded. Oh well, nobody would guess 'trout', that's for sure. Little did Sev know how wrong he was. He did not see the Quick Quotes Quill that was fast at work in a cluttered corner of his office.
The next day, classes were just as hectic for Dark. The students were being loaded with so much information that they thought their heads would swell up and explode. During transfiguration, one of the Slytherin girls burst into tears and ran from the room clutching her head. That girl was never bright, anyways. Many other episodes like this were scattered throughout the day. Fifth years, who were new to the stress of O.W.L s. were the worst, but the N.E.W.T. s made the other tests seem like nothing. Dark was determined not to crack She came close during Defense Against the Dark Arts, but she was saved by the bell.
Now potions class was next and if Lupin could make a class unbearable, then Dark shuddered to think of what Snape had in store.
For once in her life, Dark wished she was wrong about someting. Potions class was brutal. Lectures, notes, and then a difficult potion. He just had to make the class brew a potion after his lecture! Everyone was half asleep, so a few potions went wrong. This wouldn't have been so bad if Snape hadn't gave the class extra homework because of it. Dark dropped her head down onto her work bench with a loud thud. She was going to find herself a time turner and murder whoever came up with these awful tests.
After the bell rang, Dark shoved her books and notes into her bag and left the classroom. She was hoping that her plan for revenge was going to run smoothly, because Snape was being cruel with the homework.
" Builds character my ass..." She hissed to nobody in particular.
" Language, Smith. And it does." Professor Snape's sudden comment made Dark jump. This would be a good excuse to get that quill and parchment out of his office.
" You are about to cross the line into Get An Earful of Bitchville, Mister!" Dark snapped insolently. She glared, and saw Snape's face grow irritable. Mission accomplished.
" Perhaps we sould have a little chat." He said, motioning towards his office. The two walked in, and Snape leaned by his desk. " You are becoming more and more talk, Smith. I can hardly take your threats seriously." He started. Dark pretended to ignore him by loking at the jars of dimembered parts on the shelves. " But I can see why you're backing down." He continued.
Dark drew nearer to the corner where she left her Quick Quotes Quill as Severus rambled on.
"...nobody can really compare to my cunning..." Dark spotted her quill.
There was a flutter of paper, and the contents of Dark's bag was scattered on the floor. Dark placed a tearing charm on the bottom, so she could pick up the quill unnoticed. She blamed this on Snape.
" What was that for, Professor!" She lied.
" I didn't do that, Smith. I think your bag was too full." He said.
" I wonder why." Dark hissed sarcastically, repairing her bag and shoving everythihng back inside. Now the only problem facing her was re-organizing everyting and finding the password, if her plan worked. " Anyways, are you done going on about how great you are, or whatever you were talking about?" Dark asked, wanting to get to dinner. Severus nodded. "Ok, then, are you going to be a gentleman and walk me down?" She asked
Severus knew something was up. Her mood went from super bitch to normal happy Dark in less than five minutes. All he could do for now was offer an arm, roll his eyes, and head to the great hall.
After dinner, Dark ran up to her dormitory and was digging through her school bag. She set up piles for each subject, and soon she came across the paper that she left in Snape's ofice the night before. She read it eagerly, and then blinked.
" Trout? Ok, well I wasn't expecting that one. You're tricky Snape, but not tricky enough for the notorious Dakota Smith!" Dark let out a maniachal laugh.
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" HAAAARRRYYYYY!" Dark came flying down the stairs and into the common room. " I need your cloak." She said. " It's a good prank this time." There was a glint in her eye.
Harry thought for a moment. " Alright, let's hear it. I want to hear the whole plan, because if it ends up like last time we took the cloak..." Dark cut him off.
" Fine ok!" Secret agent music played in the background. " Nine thirty PM, Professor Snape is in the east second floor corridor doing his patrolling rounds. We scuttle down to Hagrid's and snatch a Blast Ended Skrewt. We place it into this crate." For dramatic effect, she slammed the crate down on the table they were sitting at. " We take said crate to Snape's office. We enter his chambers through the wall behind his desk using this password." She waved the parchment in front of Harry's face. " And I sneak in, find Snape's underwear drawer, and slip in the skrewt. We get out before eleven o' clock and we're home safe!" Dark finished.
Harry gaped at her. " That's brilliant... Or suicide. How do you know where he'll be?" He asked.
" I've been sneaking down the corridors for a long tijme now. I'm quite sneaky and cunning...Oh, plus I snagged a look at Snapey's schedule..." Dark told him. " Look, you don't have to help me. I can pull this off all by me onesies" ( I love that word!) Dark looked at Harry with puppy eyes. " I just need your cloak at least." She begged. Oh yeah, she broke him.
" Fine. I'll come, even. I know Hagrid better than you do, anyways. You just better be right about this." He gave in. It was settled! The two waited until nine fifteen, grabbed the cloak, and ran out to the grounds as fast as they could while managing to be stealthy.
The two reached Hagrid's hut and crept around to the back. It was lucky that Hagrid had grown fon of the Skrewts and kept some for himself. Who else besides Hagrid could grow fond of something with an exploding butt? They snatched a small one in the crate and Dark slipped a note under the door of the hut. On walking back to the castle, Harry asked a worried question.
" Dark, when Snape finds this, he's going to know it was you. He'll be mad. Did you think of the consequences?" He asked.
" Don't worry. It's personal now. Besides, do you think he wants anyone to know that a student snuck past his wards? He'd be embarrased about it. Especially the location of the skrewt. Why would he tell anyone?" Dark said as they reached the front doors.
Reaching the potions office, Dark and Harry peered inside. The coast was clear. They hurredly entered and shut the door silently. Checking her watch, Dark saw that it was ten.
" We have one hour. I think we'll be ok." She said. It wasn't hard to find Snape's wardrobe. It was hard to make Harry stop making gagging noises whn they found the drawer they were looking for. Dark laughed. She saw that most of the pairs of shorts were either all black or green with little Slytherin logos on them. Opening the crate, they slipped the slimy thing into the drawer. They quickly slammed it shut, because well, those creatures were down right unpleasant to look at. The two ran as fast as they could back to Gryffindor tower.
" All right! We did it! High five!" Dark said as they got there. She raised her hand and they slapped high five. " Look what I brought back!" Dark said brightly. She held up a pair of silk boxers with little green and silver 'S's on them. " Talk about a panty raid!" Dark laughed. Harry could only gag and attempt to scratch his eyes out.
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Severus woke up the next morning feeling as tired as usual. The thing that woke him up was the smell of smoke. It was coming from his dresser! He ran over and opened the smoking drawer. It was his underwear drawer. He yelped at the sight of the Skrewt. After ten panicked minutes, he resolved to cage the thing. Then he looked at the damage.
" Bloody hell! My skivvies are on fire!" He wailed. The lesson learned: Expect trouble when you mess with the incredible force that is Dakota Smith!
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( So there you have it! Revenge is sweet. Please review, it makes me happy.)