Harry was falling asleep. Even if he tried very hard, he couldn't stop his eyelids from closing. For this, he blamed Hermione. She was the one who had made him and Ron staying up late at night, doing homework. Snape's voice was slowly fainting in the background, much to Harry delight. After some fight, which he unsurprisingly lost, he decided that small nap wouldn't hurt, not really caring about consequences. He only wanted to close his eyes for a moment. He laid his arm on the tableand rested his head on them, slowly drifting away to dreamland...

"Potter!" Harry jumped, opening his eyes quickly. All he saw was black and he had to blink few times until the figure of Snape cleared itself. His only thought was 'Oh shit…'. The professor glare was making holes in his head and from the corner of his eye, he could see the smirk on Malfoy's face.

"It seems that you don't find my lesson very interesting." Snape continued, looking on him with disgust, but to this Harry was already used to. "But I understand, the celebrities like you shouldn't get overworked… at least in opinion of some people." Malfoy's smirk grew bigger and Harry felt an overhelming urge to hit him, just like Hermione had done in their third year… but he would do it much more harder. "Twenty points from Gryffindor, Potter, and detention with me at eight tomorrow. Be sure that you cancel all your interviews." Few of the Slytherins snorted at this, while Snape turned around to walk away.

Harry glared at the back of his potion professor's head. He knew few good hexes he could use on Snape very gladly, but hard jab in the rib tore his glare off Snape's head and he looked on his right where he met Hermione's glare. Why everyone had to be glarring at him recently?

"You should have known better, Harry." She snapped at him quietly, glancing on Snape to check if he was still near the blackboard, away from them. "Today, detention with Umbridge, tomorrow with Snape. You knew that we was supposed to have a meeting with the rest!"

Harry sighed under his nose. He knew that the next day they had scheduled the DA meeting. It was already postponed because of his detention with Umbridge, making Hermione angry, thankfully on the professor. Now they had to change a date again, but this time Harry knew that her fury was directed straight at him.

"I know Hermione, but I hadn't take much sleep because of homework you insisted on doing." He said, sitting straight. Somehow, he knew that Snape would use any reason to give him detention again.

"Don't put all fault on me, mister." Hermione snapped again quietly, trying not to draw Snape's attention at them. Ron was looking from her to Harry, as if watching ping-pong tournament. "I've got as much sleep as you did and you don't see me sleeping during classes."

"Hermione, give him a break." Ron said on the other side of Harry, standing in his defence. From experience, Harry had a bad feeling about this. "It's not our fault that we are not used to staying up late as bookworms are." As soon as he said this, his eyes widened and he looked worriedly on his best female friend.

Harry felt a big urge to facepalm himself. Or better, Ron.

"You little…" Hermione was not quiet anymore and Harry covered her mouth before she finished her sentence. He knew that when she got very angry, almost furious, she didn't care that much about words she used and showing that to Snape wasn't bright idea.

"Potter and Granger!" Harry closed his eyes exhausted. Trust Snape to saw when he was behaving in wrong way. "Another twenty points from Gryffindor. It looks like the only to keep order in this class is to separate you three, since Potter can't keep his hands to himself." Harry quickly took his hand from Hermione's mouth and blushed. "Granger, move to Malfoy, Weasley, go to Thomas, Longbottom sit next to our lover boy." Snape said glancing with the small, vicious smirk on Harry.

Hermione moved to Malfoy without enthusiasm in her moves, who fortunately was sitting before them. Therefore, Harry would have an eye on him, in case the blond ferret was trying to do something to Hermione. Ron sat with Dean. He feeling very sorry for his bushy haired friend but in the same time happy that he wasn't in her shoes. Harry looked up on Neville who took the seat occupied earlier by Hermione and smiled to raven haired boy. Harry answered the same. He really liked Neville, but he hoped that Snape planned only theory for this lesson, since the bou was terrible at potion making.

"Today we are going to do Felix Felicis." Snape said, looking on student with sharp eye. "Anybody knows what it is?"

Hermione's hand shoot up, in the same time as Malfoy's did. It wasn't big surprise to anyone when Snape chose his pupil to answer.

"Otherwise Liquid of Luck. Elixir of providing happiness to anyone who would drink it." Malfoy answered fluently.

"Good, ten points to Slytherin. Sonce the formula is not complicated, I hope that all of you will success in doing the potion. The ingredients are the blackboard, do everything according to instructions."

There was a lot of noise when every student move to take the ingredients. It wasn't that bad on the beginning, but good things last shortly, and Harry noticed that their potion had strange, sickly green color, and itstarted to gurgle. He had only time to push Neville away when it exploded, covering him in the liquid from head to toes. He heard Hermione's surprised scream, when she also was the victim of the flying liquid. Malfoy was more lucky. He was bending on the floor, looking for something in his bag. When he heard a scream of his temporary partner, he looked up annoyed and snorted in amusement, watching her and Harry, covered in green substance.W

Without hesitation, black haired boy moved to his friend to help her from the floor. He glanced on Snape, who was quickly coming in their direction. Harry's only thought, when he took Hermione's hand in his to pick her from the floor, was to be far away from the dungeons and Snape's rage.

As if on cue, he was blended by gold light, which which was surrounding him and Hermione. He felt hard push on his stomach.

Ron was looking at the light around his friends with worry and fear in his eyes. In the second after it appeared, Harry Potter and Hermione Granger suddenly disappeared from his sight.

Revised: 12-22-2011