Ok updates, I'm sorry for not updating the story, my computer went down about one and a half to two months ago and it just got fixed, though the internet doesn't work because McAfee wants to be a buttmunch. Also I got a tattoo in early May, so that's being added in the story. I had a sudden urge for theme songs towards the end of this chapter so I added a few of the ones I like. Ok I'll shut up now and get on with the story. Happy Reading.

Chapter 6: Bad Moods, Signs, and Theme Songs

Soon we reached the dungeons, his domain, his hiding place or so I've come to believe. As we passed through the potions classroom, and his personal lab I observed a note of pride in his voice. After walking through each room in the dungeons, he turned to me to ask if I had any questions. Shaking my head no, I commented "You like it down here, don't you? I don't mean some sissy thing, it's just you seem to really really like it down here." Looking at me in an odd way (not unusual, I know) he replied

"Yes, I do. Down here is the only place a man can think. Upstairs it's too loud, too crowded." Nodding in understanding I was about to reply when every sound in the room was magnified. Dripping water sounded like Niagara Falls, my own heartbeat and breathing sounded like a base drum through loudspeakers playing during a hurricane. Falling to my knees with my hands over my ears, I saw Professor Snape's mildly worried face before I slipped into blissful unconsciousness.

For a second time in a row I woke to sunlight in my eyes. This time I recognized the sheets as hospital grade, and I was wearing earmuffs. Noticing no one was in view, I braced myself and removed the earmuffs. Birds were chirping sweetly, albeit slightly louder than usual to my ears. I also noticed several voices coming from what must be Madam Pomfrey's office.

"Madam Pomfrey, please. I don't know what happened. One minute she was fine, the next she fell on her knees covering her ears. Then she fell unconscious. After that I brought her directly to you."

'Hmm if I didn't know any better, I'd say Snape was worried about me. Interesting.' As I continued to listen to the conversation I realized not only were Snape and Pomfrey there, but Dumbledore and McGonagall had joined them as well.

"As far as I can tell, the girl had some reaction with her hearing, but that's it." This was Madam Pomfrey of course.

"I received a last minute warning from the Lady, that the poor child's senses would be heightened unexpectedly. I had no idea it would happen this fast." Alas Dumbledore knew and didn't manage to tell me. Figures.

"Hey, people." I called "I'm awake, and thanks for telling me about my hearing, it's really good to know." I hope they picked up on my sarcasm, because I stomped out the door.

You know, a girl likes to be informed when her senses are going to go haywire unexpectedly. Especially when she may fall unconscious because of said senses. As I wasn't really looking where I was going, I almost tripped over Professor Flitwick and I slammed straight into Professor Quirrell. Doing my best not to throttle the asshole right there, I smiled and said "I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention."

Hearing footsteps, I turned around and saw the quartet from the hospital wing. Returning my gaze to Quirrell and Flitwick, I apologized again and excused myself saying 'I wasn't exactly happy with Dumbledore and Co.' and thus 'wasn't really in the mood to talk to them.'

Scooting down the hall and around the corner, I hightailed it to my room. Slamming the portrait behind me, I leaned against the wall and heaved in a few deep breaths. Running across the castle in high heels was hard work. After I caught my breath, I wandered over to the table, picked up a piece of paper and wrote 'Not here, so don't' bother looking' as an afterthought I added 'Feel free to leave any messages, preferably apologies. Otherwise, bite me. Yours Truly Keely' on it in black marker. Searching around I found some string, scissors, and tape. Affixing some string to my makeshift paper sign, I snuck to the portrait door thingy, checked to see if the coast was clear (which it was), and hung the sign on the portrait frame.

Wandering back inside, I flopped down in a heavily cushioned chair and looked around. The room had changed since the last time I had been here. The couch and plush chairs were upholstered in dark plum and black velvet(before they had only been black), the bookshelves were made of ebony, and the curtains were white silk with heavy blackout curtains in front of them(on the inside, the silk curtains were closest to the window).

All of a sudden there was a pounding on the door/portrait and Professor Snape's voice saying "Open the portrait girl, we wish to talk to you."

Getting up huffily, and stomping to the door, and shouting back "Not here, please leave a message after the beep. BEEP!" I waited a few moments for them to say something, they didn't, so I waited for them to walk away, then stomped back to my chair, tripped over a rug, landed flat on my face, and swore loudly. Grumbling audibly, I got up and sat in my chair again. Little did I know, Professor Snape was still outside listening to my little tirade.

"Crap, crap, bloody crap and all that's in between. Seriously, I left that sign outside, I'm obviously not a happy camper, and still no 'oops sorry, I should have told you sooner'. I mean, come on, who does that." I got up and stalked to the door, almost slamming the portrait. Then, BAM I ran smack into Snape, sending us both tumbling to the floor. Oddly enough I landed flat on my back, on the cold stone. Contrary to how I should have landed, on my face. Again. Even more odd was when I opened my eyes, wincing, I was looking straight into those of Professor Snape. His eyes I mean. I rolled away from him and took off sprinting down the hallway, loudly singing the James Bond theme song ('cause that's what I do).

As I continued towards the Great Hall, as it was dinnertime and the students had arrived, I slowed down and switched to Mission: Impossible and slunk, hiding behind statues and suits of armour. Hearing footsteps behind me, I dove behind a large statue of an ogre and peered around the edge. It was Snape, again. Naturally I decided to follow him, and thus continued slinking down the corridor. Hearing the door to the Great Hall click shut (the hearing again, gotta love it) I hurried over and put my ear to the crack. "Now that you all know where you belong, there is other news. We have a new student of a different sort. She's a bit over the usual age of admittance, but she's also a special case. A new Griffindor, I give you Miss Keely Knight-Nash. Um where is Miss Knight-Nash?"

"That's what I've been trying to tell you Headmaster, she knocked me over and took off down the hallway. Where she went after that, I don't know." After a pause, amid which were several poorly masked snickers, Dumbledore said "Well we must send someone to find her. With that note she wrote (hee hee it rhymes) we must assume she's not in her right mind(snicker, when am I ever in my right mind?), my impressions were that she was a polite and pleasant child."

Taking this as my cue, I swung the doors open and sauntered in humming 'Die Another Day' by Madonna (AN: also the title track for a James Bond movie, I love that song). "Chill Professor, I'm here. No need to call in the Marines." I thought for a moment "unless you really want to, those Marines can be pretty cute." There was some scattered laughter among the four houses.

"Ok, you wanted me to say a few things about myself, right? Well here goes. Don't get on my bad side, if what I'm told is true, I'll kick your ass before you can say 'oops' or 'sorry'. Otherwise I'm quite a pleasant person, and a very good listener. Also, I'm rather entertaining after I've had a few coffees. I'm Canadian, and proud of it, so don't disrespect my counter. If you wish to speak to me, and don't remember what I look like, remember this." I motioned to the dragon tattoo on my upper left arm. "I'll usually be wearing sleeveless clothing, so this'll stand out a bit. That's about it I think, oh yeah call me Keely or Toxin, none of this Miss Knight-Nash crap, I'm not a teacher, and I'm not a businesswomen, so drop it, please."

Surveying the hall, I decided t was too crowded for me, and left. "Okies dokies, I'm off toodles." And sauntered out the door. Walking down the corridor I realized, too late, that I was hungry. I also realized I was at the portrait to my room. I muttered the password 'Supreme Randomness' (again, or still your choice) and stalked inside. I suddenly remembered that I had stashed some munchies in my trunk. (AN: for all of you who may not know, munchies are junk or snack food like cookies or potato chips) So I proceeded to dig through my trunks in search of said munchies.

AN:Ok yeah, I know this chapterhas a bad ending, my brain just went poof when I tried to think of something, kinda like a brain fart but much more annoying. You know the drill, read and review, and please play nice with the flames, should they exist because my evil Oompa Loompas of Doom will come and get you.