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The Beginning"Potter... Potter... MR. POTTER"
Harry slowly lifted his head and looked around. Professor Snape was standing over him looking at him with an expression of disgust. Harry guessed that he had fallen asleep in class and Snape was pissed about it or just disgusted at the fact that he was in his class at all.
"Mr. Potter this class is for learning to create potions not to sleep and drool on my desks!" Snape said has he looked into Harry' s cauldron. "Not only did you decide to drool on my desks, but you haven't even made your potion. That means you earn a T for Troll."
"Er... But Professor I..."
"I don't care what your excuse is Potter and now because you questioned my authority I am giving you a detention. You are to report to me at the end of the day for punishment."
RINGGGGGGGGG (the school bell ringing)
"I want a 5 inch essay on Draught of Living Death and how to make it."
"You know mate if I were you, I would stay out Snape's way. This is the eighth detention he has given you in less than two weeks. You had to clean toilets and mop up the floors and lets don't forget the dirty underwear incident!" Ron reminded Harry.
A big smile grew on Harry's face!
"I wonder what he will make you do this time?" Hermione said after a period of silence. "You know Ron is right for once. You shouldn't get on Snape's bad side."
They walked into Charms and took their seats at the back of the class where they kept talking about Snape until Professor Flitwick quieted them.
"Well... I am going to head up to that prat's (Snape) office. See you later." Harry says has he waved good-bye to his friends.
When finally reached Snape's office he took a deep breath and knocked twice. A very bored voice called back.
"Come in Mr. Potter."
Harry slowly and softly opened the door. He walked in and closed the door behind him knowing that this could be the last time he sees the light of day ever again.
"Sit down. For todays detention you will be a potion tester!"
The sound of 'Potion tester' and the smile on Snape's face scared him.
"What do you mean by p-p-potion t-t-tester? Harry stuttered.
The biggest and scariest smile Harry had ever seen came across Professor Snape's face.
"I created a couple of new potions. I do not know what the after affects are. So I am going to find out through you."
Professor Snape placed three small bottles on the desk in front of Harry. "Drink one at a time and wait a couple of minutes." Snape explained.
Harry picked up the first bottle and drank it down while keeping his eyes on Snape. At first he didn't feel a thing then... Harry felt a sharp pain go threw his fingers. He quickly looked at his hands. He was shocked to see that his hands were a bright pink.
Professor Snape picked up a piece of parchment and wrote something down. Then Snape picked up his wand and waved it. The pain and pink went away in an instead. Harry then picked up the next bottle and put it to his lips. He drank it in one GULP!
It took about two minutes before anything to happen. Then all of a sudden Harry was floating, not very high just a couple of inches in the air. Snape once again wrote something on his piece of parchment.
Harry took the third and final bottle and drank it. Harry wanted for a minute, then two, then three, then eight, then fifthteen and then twenty-four. Nothing. Snape started to get frustrated, so did Harry, but Harry was more nervous then anything.
Then after about a hour Snape gave in. "You may leave Potter!"
"But… Er… What about the affects? What if something…" Harry said before being cut out.
"If anything happens just come to my office. Ok. Now leave." Snape said he pointed to the door.
Harry left feeling perfectly normal in every way. He went it the common where he met up with Hermione and Ron, whom he explained everything to. After that a long talk he did Snape's essay and went to bed.