After about 2 weeks, the school began to get really bad. Ginny always acted really sour around Harry, and aspecialy Cho, a Ravenclaw 6th year. Mira and Hermione had been trying to get her to admitt her feelings for 'The Chosen One' for quite sometime. Harry on the other hand had had a crush on Cho for awhile now. Mira knew about his feelings, only because she was lucky enough to worm it out of Harry. But it wasn't just their friends that were getting cranky. Umbridge started punishing all the Hufflepuffs she could get her hands on. Everything was terrible. Things weren't that bad for Mirabella though. She had already served one detention with Snape. He had made her clean out all the caldrines without magic. She kept it a secret from him, but it was quite easy for her, since she did grow up in the muggle world 'till she was 13. One morning when everyone was heading for lunch, they all heared loud screaching voices. Mirabella, Harry, Fred, and Ginny, who had been talking about the Holidays, had come across Proffesor McGonagall arruing with the toad.

"Are you questioning what I do in my own classroom Minerva?"

"Well I'm just insisting that when it comes to punishment, we don't like your, shall I say, medeval ways of torcher."

"Well, to tell me that I do my punishment wrong, is almost like to tell the Minister himself, that he does his punishment wrong."

"Well I'd tell him any day, Dolores, if it gets you out."

"One thing I can not stand is disloyalty."

"Disloyalty?"

Everyone watched as Proffesor McGonagall took a step back, and dashed to her office. Mira and Ginny looked at eachother and gulped. The pink cupcake, then turned to the crowed of students and stated.

"I will have order."

After that, everyone returned to there classes. During a rather dull lesson of Divination, wich was the only class Harry and Ron had alone together, Umbridge came to question Professor Trelawney. Of course everyone knew that the mysterious Proffesor could never actualy tell a real vision in her consious state. So when the toad asked her to preform one, everyone had to hold back a laugh when she predicted the Grim. Of course, everyone wished it were true. In charms, the twins thought it was hilarious, that she measured Proffesor Flitwicks height. Even George thought about brewing him a height potion for Christmas, but Mirabella told them it wouldn't turn out good.

Things latley had also been going on between a certain Weasley and a certain Felix, well the only Felix. Harry would later tease Mirabella, about how she looked at Fred, and Harry was the only person she had admitted it to. She thought Fred Weasley was attractive. Tomorrow however was halloween. It was on a Wensday and a full moon. Mira thought she couldn't have gotten better luck. Proffesor Umbridge had already made it clear she didn't want any celebrations going on. Mira was happy that she wouldn't miss any party's though. She had went to bed that night ,woke up the next morning, and spent the rest of the day, trying to put herself in the right mind set for that nights change at midnight. Her friends all day had been trying to cheer her up, but only because she told them she ALWAYS celebrated Halloween. Hermione however, had been in the library all day long.

Mirabella made her way down to the dungeons, opened the classroom door without knocking, and sat down in the front row and put her head down on the desk. She thought 10 minutes had past when she heard an unwelcoming noise from the back of the room.

"Didn't your mother ever teach you to knock."

Mirabella ignored the comment. She loved to tease Snape, but she just didn't have the strength tonight.

"It seems as if the class bafoons jokes have ran dry, have they now."

She contemplated on making a fake snore but decided against it. But it wasn't untill he pushed the limits, she could't take it.

"Has our little wolf gone weak no. I'm sure a hideouse creature like yourself would let-"

"SHUT UP."

"Excuse me."

"No! Excuse you. You will never have to expirience what it feels like to turn into a monster. You will never know the pain it brings. To wake up, alone, cold, smothered in blood. Maybe even human blood. So don't tell me how weak I am."

They both just starrted at eachother. A cold, long, ahrd stare. So much hatred. Why though? Snape turned around and vanished into his storage closet. He came back out with a flask and a cup of water. She looked at the black liquid in the glass holder, and up to his face.

"This is a tonic that will keep you from fully transforming. It's rather new and rare. Not many people have heard about it. You will still turn, but you will be able to keep your mind. Drink it all."

She looked at him unsure, but decided that there wasn't any reason not to. It taste horrible. She wanted to spit it out, but swallowed it like a big girl. Then she felt a warm fuzy feeling in the pit of her stomach. She looked outside, and realized that the clouds only slightly covered the moon. She didn't want to transform infront of the Proffesor.

"Were will I be transforming."

"The forest."

She then sighed and consantrated on the forest. But nothing happened. She had learned how to apparate as soon as she went to live with her Grandfather. Why couldn't she apparate?

"What ARE you doing?

"Umm, trying to apparate? What else."

Snape had to hold in a laugh. Everyone knew that you couldn't apparate in Hogwarts. But how did she know how?
"Firstly, theres a spell on the school. You can't apparate on the grounds. Secondly, when did you learn to apparate?"

"Um, doesn't everyone?"

"No, it's against the law to apparate without a license. You must be 17 first though. How has the ministry not come after you?"

"To the ministry, I was never born."