Carmella twisted her hair around her finger and sat on her bed. They had sent her out of the hospital wing again. She couldn't figure why anyone thought she was crazy, it was Snape who was making her this way! She felt a sudden pain in the back of her head and her eyes darkened. The other Ravenclaw's didn't seem to notice because they were all asleep. She felt odd that she needed to see him, it wouldn't be so odd because she had missed class.

The hallways seemed silent for Carmella, being as paranoid as she had been if recently, she hid in a dark corner. A figure emerged, it was Mcgonagall, she was walking quickly and stiffly and soon disappeared from sight. She hurried and turned the corner, and she fell because she had run into someone. The black chin-length hair and pale skin shown, it mumbled apologies.

It was a second year named Jonathon, but in her mind it was Snape. He quickly ran off and she smiled a wicked smile. It seemed all to real for Carmella, thinking Snape loved her and him 'running into her.'

She almost ran into Snapes office and he gave her a glare.

"Miss Pondwrite?"

"Severus."

"Seeing as I am a Professor, I would like to inform you, that it is required that you call me professor."

"No, not since you have lied to me, Severus. I will call you what I bloody please."

"Go back to your dormitory, Miss Pondwrite. That is an order." She now stood directly in front of him and his desk. She leaned foreword.

"I know what you said in the Hospital Wing, and that you lied because I'm only a first year. Then you run into me in hallways? You cannot help yourself can you?" Snape stood up.

"Leave NOW!" he boomed and it frightened her.

"Alright, Severus. But remember, I'll be here when you are ready." He watched as the first year left with the demeanor of a much older female. He frowned and looked back down at his papers and made a note of this even.

Carmella had gone through the weeks, stalking her professor. Everyone noticed and kept distant from her. One day near the end of the year, she became overcome by the potion again.

She stared at him as all the other students left his class. He became increasingly uncomfortable with her sitting like a statue. She slowly rolled her sleeve up exposing a engraved name. His name. She smiled a ruthful smile that made him sit up.

"I should suggest you get to your other classes."

"Why is that?"

"I have another class and you will be late for your class."

"Why haven't you said what you said it to me?"

"What?"

"That you love me. You said so before, right after the whole potion incident."

"Miss Pondwrite I have never said something of that sort to a student."

"But you love me."

"I should like you to leave." She stood up and ran to the front of the room, her eyes watery.

"YOU LOVE ME! Admit it!"

"Miss Pondwrite, I will have someone escort you out to the Hospital wing immediately!" She began to reach for his hand.

"No, Love, don't! It will only hurt the both of us!" Snape stood with the look of rage.

" Petrificus Totalus!" Snape exclaimed and Carmella froze and fell back. A student entered and Snape looked at him. "Mr. Gregory take Miss Pondwrite to the Hospital wing and inform the Headmaster."

Jonathon Gregory nodded and picked up the girl who was slumped on the floor. He took her to the Hospital wing as he was told. He looked at the girl as they set her on a bed. She was sort of pretty he supposed. It wasn't like she was as crazy as everyone had said. Then he walked out abruptly and found Dumbledore to inform him. As he did, Dumbledore's calm face had a bit of concern adding slowly to it. He thanked the boy and began to make his way to the Hospital wing with Jonathon trailing slowly behind.

She sat on the train home, alone. All her friends had abandoned her and she sighed. After two hours of crying she fell asleep. In sadness she went home with the note from Madam Pomfry about the situation. She wished for something but didn't know what she wanted.