Fairy Tales at Hogwarts

(HEAVY SUEISM! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!) another installment of the ever so not really popular "at Hogwarts" seris--that can be read in any order what-so-ever. This seris is kinda, not really, well yes it is, based or has some connection to the seris "Crimson" by Kira...READ IT When She writes it!

DISCLAMER DISCLAMER DISCLAMER...! I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER! in your face!

The argument had begun soon after the lesson started and still it hadn't ended. It had begun when Meg had barrowed some frog legs from Seamus. He hadn't really originally wanted to give them to her, but after a little sweet talking, he handed over more then she needed.

Unfortunately for Meg, someone had been watching. Snape. And he was not at all pleased. After "accidentally" knocking over some Delis snake oil into Seamus' caldron, ruining Seamus' potion and making his pot useable till it was thoroughly cleaned with pine root under a full moon by a blind archer, Snape sulked back to his desk and glowered over at Meg who was gleefully not following the directions of the class assignment. However, around the end of the class, after finishing what so was brewing, she did lift her head to look around the room to see what was going on with the rest of the class. Her happy glances quickly came to the human storm cloud, Snape.

He was just looking at her. In that way, that way which she just knew she'd pissed him off in some small way. Although she was sitting near the back of the class with Kira and James, she was still close enough to Snape for her to mouth the words "what's wrong?"

To which he just, crossed his arms and looked away.

The only reasons why I mention this, it that this one scene affects the rest of this tale.

As soon as class was over, and the other students were rushing out of room to make it up to the great hall before all the food was gone, meg quickly went over to Snape's desk to ask what was wrong.

"You always do that."

"Do what?" meg asked looking concerned.

"you know…."

"No. if I did I wouldn't have asked you."

"You always are flirting with some guy. Always right in front of me too!"

"I was not!" Meg said now dropping all ounces of concern and instead filling up with annoyance.

"Really? Then why were you all over Seamus just now?"

"I was barrowing some frog legs."

"You were sitting on his lap, and touching his hair and giggling. You only giggle when you want something or are trying to please some one…usually to get them to give you stuff. And why would you need frog legs anyway? We were making a seeing potion."

"You know I never follow the class assignments. And I was not giggling. I was…I was…ok so I was giggling, but I wasn't flirting!"

"Really?" Snape said standing up from his desk.

At the back of the room, Kira and James were sitting on the desk, waiting like always for Snape and Megs silly fight to be over.

James said turning to kira, "their at it again. What is that? Third time this week?"

"At least," kira replied pouring her blinding potion into a large flask. She too didn't follow the class instructions, yet she at least liked to stay on the same genre as the class. Looking over to Meg's caldron, she wasn't sure what meg had made, but it was purple and bubbling. And it was making some really weird smell. She really didn't believe it would improve anyone's eyes sight.

"Do you think we should go?" James asked holding her per-poured jar with nicely printed label and everything. She alone had finished the class assignment in record time, and actually followed the instructions.

"Lets wait a few mo's you know how these fights usually go. They either storm off and then wait a few day to get back together, or they just give up yelling and then start making out."

"Yah, I hate when they do that…"

"Well watching you make out with lupine in wolf form and a walk though roses either," kira smiled at James jokingly.

Just then Meg came storing over to her caldron and ladled a large helpings of the purple goo in to a cup she magically made appear.

"Are you ok? Kira and James asked at once.

"Oh ho ho, I'll show him. I'm not that stupid a slut…I can do things."

"Are you sure you should be drinking that?" kira started watching Meg pour more of the liquid in the cup "It doesn't really look…um…safe."

Raising the cup to her mouth Meg said hotly "its just a little alcohol potion, I can make that!" then turning over to face Snape still standing by his desk, she took a large gulp. "Yummy, yummy. God I needed that." Turing back to kira and James Meg said loudly, "its really not that bad. In fact its really good. I'm ever so glad I spent by class time making this yummy drink, oh friends of mine, won't you have some?" she said before taking another gulp.

All that kira and James could do was look at each other. They had known the moment that Meg had put the drink to her lips what would happen next. It wasn't that Meg was bad at potions, well it was that. She didn't always pay attention to details in the recipe. And when ever she tried to make things….they usually blew up…just like that Bogart she had tried to hug in DA.

"Um," James begun. "I'm really not that thirsty."

"I insist" Meg said wearing a very creepy smile. "Its reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaly good."

James looked over to kira who just nodded at her. Kira had learned along time a go, that in the ways of Meg, it's always best to humour her. And in some ways to save James, Kira said she would have a drink.

Slowly lifting the cup to her lips, james watched as the purple liquid flowed into her mouth. After which kira, somewhat forcingly, made a smile and said it was "surprisingly tasty."

Meg quickly took the cup from kira and held it out to James, wearing a pleading look on her face.

After taking a deep sigh, James took the cup and also took a big old swig. In fact Meg's brew wasn't all bad. It kind of stuck to the back of your throat, but it wasn't all bad.

As soon as James had taken a sip, Meg had grabbed back the cup and had run over to snape.

"See I was working. Not flirting."

"I highly doubt that tastes anything remotely close to alcohol. And by the smell of it, I suggest you three girls go down to Madam Pomfrey."

"Three girls will try it, but you're too chicken too… interesting."

"Meg I 'm not falling for that preschool trick. I'm not five."

"You mean you not falling for it again."

Taking a deep sigh, and mumbling something about a hill and how high it was, Snape grabbed to cup and downed the contence.

"hmmm, " he said. "What did you put in that?"

Smiling like she had won the fight, Meg said "a little this, a little that. Why do you ask?"

"Well I ask, because it seems that you, your friends and I'm assuming myself included, seem to be becoming very drowsy."

And it was true. As snape had been speaking, meg has slowly started to slump to the floor, while kira and James had started to lying back on the tables.

"Spoil sport" meg sweepingly said to the now sitting snape.

This was the last sound that was herd in this class room by one of the four.