Chapter One:

Potions Class 1

"Please," Hermione groaned to her new friend, Luna Azura. "Are you serious?"

"I am," Luna said with a devious smile. "I love him, he's the most adorable thing, ever!" She said.

"No way, he's awful. Evil!" Hermione said a bit louder than she'd intended as they walked into potions class. She looked up to a see a dark cloaked figure standing menacingly in front of her.

"Who is evil, Ms. Granger?" The dark figure asked in a very deep, syrupy, voice. It was a nice voice… but too menacing for a student of any other house but Slytherin to like… well… pretty much every student except the new Gryffindor, Luna Azura.

"No one, Professor Snape," Hermione grinned innocently as she slid off to her seat.

"She means you, darling," Luna said with a seductive smile as she slid over to her seat. The dark professor's mouth fell open. No one dared speak like that to his face… and call him darling? A student? Never.

"Ms. Azura," he began a scolding before she interrupted him.

"Please, Love, call me Luna," she said as she waved flirtatiously to him. His mouth fell open again as the few class members who had arrived early snickered at the new girl's antics.

"Ms. Azura, this is most inappropriate!" The British man scolded the pretty girl from Mexico. "Five points fro—"

"It's only six, you can not scold yet. Class hasn't even started yet," Luna said as she stood and walked over to his desk. The sly Mexican knew very well that if the professor didn't complete his "five points from Gryffindor" sentence then the five points wouldn't be magically deducted as they usually were.

"What's this?" She asked as she picked up a chunk of a strange herb. "I didn't know you were a florist!" She said as she gave him her innocent, sugary, eyes. His mouth fell open again before he realized and shut it.

"Please do not touch the supplies," the professor said as he rubbed his temple. It was only six in the morning… first period hadn't even started yet and he already had a psycho student. Just his luck… it was all McGonagall's fault. She was a horrible, horrible woman in his mind… horrible.

"But what is it?" Luna asked trying to bring out as much of her sugar high onto this teacher as possible. She had the girlish habit of picking on the people she had a crush on… and if it was a professor… then so be it. She would pick on him too. There was something special about Luna and the young Mexican knew that Professor Severus Snape was aware of what it was: she was no witch. She was a demon. A demon from another plane: Hell. No one really knew but the teachers. And since her step-parents could no longer handle her unbridled power, they contacted a wizard friend of theirs to take her to someone who could. And they chose someone: Albus Dumbledore. He said he would bring her to her first year at Hogwarts (which was actually like her fifth year because she was sixteen when first enrolled into the school). So here it was, Luna Azura's first year at Hogwarts. No one knew exactly where she would go when the terms were over… but Luna knew. She knew exactly where she wanted to go.

"It's thyme," the professor's response snapped her out of her reflecting moment, as she did, to be honest, quite often.

"Oh," she said, suddenly losing her spunk from her odd flashback moment. "Thanks," she pulled a piece of the herb off and walked back to her seat. The other students stared at her and muttered. They muttered mostly about how odd she was but a few of the older boys were muttering about how pretty she was and what a nice body she had.

"What are you doing with that? You can't take that, I need it for class today," Professor Snape protested as she commandeered a piece of his thyme. "H-hey!" He held out his hand when she put it absent-mindedly into her mouth.

"Hm, it tastes good. Are we cooking today?" She asked, her smile returning. The Professor's eyes widened and then returned to normal before he walked over to her.

"You now, Ms. Azure. I was lying. That was not thyme," he said with his same deep, yet seductive voice.

"Oh?" Luna said as she swallowed it. "What was it?"

"Strawberry bloodbane," he said as he stared at her with no specific expression on his face.

"Oh, I didn't think thyme was red," she said as her nails began to grow longer, and longer until they were like claws. "So professor," she said as she stared at her hands. "What does it do to you?" She asked with a smile, not seeming to mind the long, red, tail she was growing. The rest of the students snickered loudly. Class was supposed to have begun and thanks to this clown they were getting out of it.

"Well… if you ingest it plain… it turns you into an imp… hm… in your case," he leaned close to her face, "a demon imp," he completed. He figured he could break her this way. To break a happy smile was his lust, what kept him alive. He was like a vampire… but instead of blood he consumed happy energy and turned it dark. Luna smiled to his dismay.

"I've always wanted to see an imp!" She said excitedly as small, silver horns began to poke from her long, dark brown hair. The professor smacked his forehead.

"To the infirmary… I will talk to you later about detention," he said as he pointed towards the door. Luna nodded and walked towards it… still grinning like a marionette.

"Thank you love, I will see you in detention!" She called as she walked out and slammed the door. Once the door was closed, the entire class burst into laughter, including Hermione. She couldn't help it. Luna always made her laugh.

"Silence!" Professor Snape shouted as he sat down at his desk and began to flip through his book. "Turn to page four-sixty-two," he commanded and the students immediately did as he told them. They always did… well… usually did. He began his lecture and continued it till the end, acting as if nothing had happened. Although he managed to keep a straight face while teaching, his mind kept returning to his newest, most insane student yet. This is going to be interesting, he thought as he pushed a strand of hair out of his face before continuing to read out loud to the class.