Rogue had just finished telling Logan about her conversation with Black. "So what do ya think?" she asked him.

"It sounds right but I can't really see a man transformed as a rat for the last thirteen years." he said.

"Well ya know momma stayed in the form o' a blonde duchess fo' four years before she had Kurt." She reasoned.

"Yeah, I guess." He said. "I guess the question is what do we do about it." he said to no one in particular.

Rogue looked next to her at Kitty who was looking down in thought. Piotr was beside Kitty with his hand on her shoulder and Remy was beside her. "Should we like tell Dumbledore?" kitty asked.

"But are we sure that he will see this the same as we do?" Piotr asked in his thick Russian accent.

"How 'bout we wait a few weeks an' drop hints ta de Headmaster?" Remy suggested.

They were all silent for a moment before Logan spoke up. "It's really our only option." He finally said.

There was a sudden knock on the door of the empty classroom they were using. They all waited a moment as the door opened and in stepped Professor McGonagall. She closed the door behind her and stood tall in front of the five mutants.

"I was wondering if you could spare the man power to have someone chaperone Potter's Quidditch Practice's?" she asked.

Rogue had always liked the woman, kind of like the female version of Scott. "Ah can!" rogue volunteered before Logan could even open up his mouth.

He turned to give her an appraising gaze before turning back to the transfiguration professor. "Just give Rogue the schedule and she'll escort him to and from the castle." he said.

She fought a faint smile and gave a nod. "Thank you." She said and left, closing the door behind her.

"Any reason you wanted this assignment?" he asked.

"Ah wanna keep an eye on Black. Ah have a feelin' he's gonna want ta watch him practice." She explained to her leader.

He nodded and dismissed them to their duties. Right now Rogue was supposed to be in Potter's potions class that was held in the dungeon of all places. Remy had decided it was his job to escort her to the class.

"Yeah got a t'ing' fo' Black?" Remy asked after a few minutes of walking in silence.

Rogue slid him a glance. "An' why would ya think that?" she asked him. If she had a thing for anyone it was Gambit but she wasn't about to tell him that.

"Ya always insistin' on bein' de one who deals wit' Black." He said and rogue could hear the slight bit of jealousy in his voice.

Rogue bit back a smirk. "He's a little old, don't ya think?" she asked him hoping he would see the absurdity of it all.

"age don' always matter accordin' ta some." He said.

"It matters ta me." She said. "Besides ah was the only one ta make contact with him, so Ah'll be the one who continues ta do it." she explained to him.

"So den ya won't mind goin' on a date wit' me?" he asked and before she had time to respond he spoke again. "Dis Saturday 'round nine, Ah'll pick ya up." he said before leaving a quick kiss on the top of her head and running off.

She stood there with her mouth open for a moment, watching him run down the corridor. "Hey!" she called after him. "Ah never said yes ya insufferable swamp rat!" it was too late though as he had already turned the corner.

Rogue stood there a second longer before turning around to come face to face with Remus. He was smiling ear to ear. "Not a word." She said holding her finger up to him.

If at all possible his smile grew and rogue decided at that moment to take her leave. It didn't take long for rogue to reach the dungeons; she heard Snape lecturing before she even reached the door. She poked her head in the door and the potions professor stopped to glare at her.

"Can I help you?" he asked though his tone clearly said different.

Rogue gave him a sweet smile, they had discussed with the teachers that morning that someone would be with Potter at all times. "We both know why Ah'm here so let's just cut the pleasantries." She drawled in a sickly sweet voice that matched her smile.

The class was startled the way she had spoken to him, apparently he was a man to be reckoned with though she didn't see a threat in him. She decided to take a seat at his desk in the corner closest to the door. She was about to pull out her book when she realized that the whole class including Snape was watching her. She raised her eyebrows at him wondering what his problem was.

"Are you comfortable?" he asked. Though it was clear to her and everyone else that he wanted her out of his seat and away from his desk.

"Not really." She said as she leaned back in his chair and propped her feet up on the edge of his desk. "That's better." And with a cheeky smile she opened her book and began to read.

Snape sent her a glare before returning to his class. Apparently this was a double potions class because it just dragged on and on and before rogue knew it she was finished with her book. Now she was sitting behind Snape's desk resisting the urge to look for candy or Twinkies. So instead she watched the class and their interactions with each other.

Snape clearly favored his house over the Gryffindor's and even went as far as to insult each and every Gryffindor even when there was no fault. He was particularly hard on Potter and rogue suspected there was a grudge there not against Potter himself but perhaps his father. She had seen the same look of loathing on his face when he looked at Remus as well.

Rogue would have said something but she had already pissed him off enough for one day. Rogue watched as the class began to turn their potions in on Snape's desk. Some were a startling neon pink while others were a forest green, there was one that even glowed brown. Apparently the potion was supposed to be the forest green.

"Longbottom!" Snape said signaling out the boy who had turned in the brown potion.

The boy walked forward with his head bowed down. "Yes Professor?" he said meekly.

"Did you add more wolfsbane after I instructed the whole class that could make the potion fatal?" Snape asked the poor boy.

"I-I don't know P-P-Professor." He stammered.

"You don't know?" he asked with raised eyebrows. "Let's see the damage shall we?" he went to the desk and retrieved the potions bottle. He uncorked the bottle and held it out to rogue.

She noticed right away that it smelled like gumbo and she thought it odd. "Tell me Miss Rogue, do you have faith that Longbottom won't poison you if you drink it?" he asked.

Rogue knew what he was trying to do. He wanted to kill two birds with one stone, by calling out rogue and embarrassing the Longbottom kid. Rogue took the bottle from Snape and swirled it around a bit as though she was getting ready to drink a fine wine. She looked back up to the poor boy who was sweating bullets. She looked around the class to see that they were all waiting with baited breath.

She then gave him a reassuring smile before chugging the bottle, it might have smelled like gumbo but it tasted like peppermint. When she looked back at the class they all had their mouths hanging open, even Snape looked shocked to see that she had done it. She felt what felt like smoke in her lungs and blew it out. It was indeed smoke as she blew out a stream and rogue suddenly felt like a dragon.

"Ah've had worse." She said.

"Yes," Snape said clearly put out. "Class dismissed."

The class began to pack up their things and head out. The next class belonged to kitty in transfiguration but rogue needed to meet up with McGonagall to get Potters practice schedule. She followed Potter and his friends up the staircases to the transfiguration classroom. Every now and then they would look back at her but she wasn't really paying attention to them.

Before she knew it she was walking into classroom where kitty was sitting at a spare desk. She waved to her friend before walking up to McGonagall's desk. The stern woman looked up at her and rogue felt as though she had forgotten her homework and was about to face the professors wrath. She grabbed a piece of parchment off her desk and handed it to her.

"I'll instruct both Potter and Wood to inform you right away if there is a change." She told rogue.

Rogue nodded as she scanned over the chart. "Thanks, sugar." She said and walked back out the door.

There were four practices every night that week before the first match on Saturday. She saw at the bottom of the chart where McGonagall had written her a note to meet Potter in the Gryffindor common room and leave him there as well. She would have to inform Logan that she would be on Potter watch from four thirty till nine every night. Maybe she could get kitty to join her on some of the days.

She passed a window and glanced out, there was no way Kitty would accompany her. It was absolutely pouring outside and the wind was ripping up anything that wasn't nailed down. Why oh why did she have to volunteer for this duty? Maybe she could convince Gambit to come with her. No that would probably just make it worse. She was just going to have to suck it up and hope Black showed up to make the torture worth it.

It was now Friday night and Black hadn't showed up once, nor could she convince any of her team meats to join her watch. She had gotten so wet during the practices that she never felt quiet dry after that. This left her moody and irritable; she had also been assigned all of Potters Potions classes. That morning's potions class had been particularly terrible.

For Snape.

She had gotten there early and had taken her usual seat at his desk. As usual the class drifted in group by group and finally the last straggler had wandered in. And as usual Snape made his usual dramatic entrance. He strode to the chalk board and began writing on it; rogue of course hadn't paid attention.

"Can anyone tell me what the Aftappen Drought does?" Snape asked.

Rogue knew what it did. She lifted her head to see Snape who had a small smile playing on his lips as a nervous Hermione Granger with her head up. The girl kept glancing back and forth between Rogue and Snape.

"Yes Miss Granger." He said a little too pleasantly.

"The Aftappen Drought is a potion used to cancel out a mutant's powers for a short time. For stronger mutant, such as ones with super strength, healing factors or invulnerability it takes stronger doses. It won't, however, work on class five mutants." She said while continuing her nervous glancing.

Now the rest of the class who had been clueless to what is was started looking back and forth between the two.

"And what is the most common use for this potion?" he asked.

Again Granger was the only one to raise her hand. "The most common use for the Aftappen Drought is to cancel a mutant's power so the potion maker may harm and sometimes kill the mutant who took it."

"Very good Miss Granger." Snape said. He was clearly enjoying himself as he asserted his authority over rogue. "Now what is the muggel equivalent to the potion and how effective is it?"

And once again Grangers hand shot up into the air. Snape nodded in her direction to allow her to speak. "The muggels call it the 'Cure' and it is absolutely permanent. There have been no known records of any mutant regaining their powers after taking the cure and is only used by muggel governments to keep the mutant and Wizarding worlds a secret."

Rogue decided she had had enough so she placed her book down on the desk. "Excuse me, Professor Snape." She said with a small grin and rogue could see him hesitate.

"Yes Miss Rogue." he said.

"If ya don't mind, Ah'd like ta correct Miss Granger on her answer." She said with false sweetness.

"Proceed." He said after a moment.

"While the 'cure' is only used for unruly mutants, you can volunteer for it. Also there was one mutant who was able to resist the effects of the cure; in fact the effects lasted all o' five seconds before my powers came back." She said and was pleased as Snape's face dropped to a sour glare he directed at her.

There was suddenly a knock at the door and kitty stuck her head into the class room. She looked around the classroom as her eyes fell on the board. Rogue couldn't have asked for better timing. Kitty was a talker and when there was silence such as now she filled it with idle chatter.

"Oh the Aftappen Drought!" she exclaimed. "Did Rogue tell you about how many times people have tried that on her? It's never worked and once someone tried to feed her a whole cauldron full!"

It was true; victor creed had tried to feed it to her when her powers had first emerged so as to get back at Mystique, her mother. "Ah was just gettin' ta that." Rogue said.

"Oh like Dumbledore needs to see you like pronto, says he needs you and Remy to like do something for him." kitty said and bounced into the room being the bubbly person she was.

"Sure thing Kitty." Rogue said and stood up from her place and grabbed her book. She gave Snape one more smirk before leaving the classroom to attend her meeting with the headmaster.

A/N

Sorry there isn't much in this chapter but I hope you enjoy it the same. Please review it helps me write faster and I'd like to finish this story before I leave for vacation on the 17th.