Woo Hoo! A whole new story! Yup! This will be my first Harry Potter so I
have to make it a good one! This is a story all about "What ifs" so it
should be interesting. Read and respond!
The "What If" Potion By SparkleMoonBunny
The wind blew wickedly against the windows outside. The grass waved wildly under the black stormy sky and the occasional streak of lightning flashed. It was definitely a typical March day. Good thing we're in here, thought 15 year old Harry Potter entering the Great Hall. Harry scanned the room looking for his two best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. The dark haired boy walked through the crowd of chattering witches and wizards and spotted Ron's bright red hair looking over The Daily Prophet with Hermione. "M-Morning," Harry said through a yawn and took a seat next to Hermione. He reached his hand out and grabbed a slice of toast from a nearby plate. "Morning Harry," Ron smiled and then back at the newspaper. "Morning," Hermione said grinning at the paper. "Whatcha wooking at?" Harry asked taking a bite at his toast and peering over Hermione's shoulder. "Remember that old bat Rita Skeeter?" Ron asked looking over to Harry. "She's back writing again but, this time it's good. Not one snide remark from her," Hermione laughed. Skimming over the article (which was about a new wizarding club.) Harry didn't see any rumors, lies, or rude comments. "Well, that's good. She at least can keep her big fat mouth shut then," he said. Suddenly the bell rang and students began gathering their books and bags. "Com'on Harry we have to get to Herbology," Ron called out to his best friend. Harry grabbed his bag and turned to Hermione, "See you in Potions!" he called before running down the halls with Ron.
The day went by rather quickly for all their classes consisted of experimenting with numerous amounts of charms and spells rather then learning. Sadly the same couldn't be applied to Potions. For Snape was feeling more venomous then ever.. "Potter! Weasley!" Snape yelled with fire in his eyes. "Perhaps you both will like to continue your little conversation in detention?" Ron and Harry both were secretly playing Hang Man in Harry's notebook and had not heard anything Snape had said in the last 30 minutes. "Ten points from Gryffindor. Let's hope this teaches you both a lesson," Snape hissed. "That slimy maggot," Harry grumbled low enough so only Ron could hear. Snape then directed his attention back to the class. "Now as I was saying." "You were talking about the "What If" potion, Professor," Draco Malfoy said and then turned smugly to look at Harry and Ron. "Ah yes, thank you Mr. Malfoy. Twenty points to Slytherin. As I was saying, the "What If" potion is a potion that has the effect to change one event in a wizard's past. The event could be anything from his parents to the school he went to. Many witches and wizards have met their own downfall from this little potion so the Ministry keeps close watch over who brews it and how they use it." Snape then walked over to his desk, grabbed a small bottle full of a dark blue liquid and held it out for the class to look at. "This is the bottle of the potion in the school and I advise none of you to even think about going near it. For if I catch you, you will be expelled," Snape warned glancing at Harry. But Harry didn't even notice. He was too busy replaying what Snape had said the potion did. It had the ability to change a past event! This meant that he, Harry Potter, the Orphan could go back in time and save his parents! All he had to do was get his hands on that potion and for that he needed help...
"Harry have lost it? If we steal that potion we'll be expelled! You heard Snape!" Hermione said panicky. Ron also appeared as eager to help Harry and he was to hear his older brother, Percy, sing in the shower. "Harry we can't do this! Snape will kill us and then bring us to Dumbledore," he added with a fearful look. Harry who explained to them his plan did not expect this reaction. He was hoping they'd actually be willing to help him save his parents lives, not turn their back on him. He grabbed a pillow from the chair he was sitting on and threw it across the empty common room. Harry then jumped up from his chair. "How can you both be like this? It's not like I'm doing something bad! I'm trying to bring back my parents! I've never met them and I often wonder what it'd be like to have MY family back!" Harry spurted out annoyed. "Harry," Ron started. "We know- "No you don't!" the Boy Who Lived retorted. "You have a Mum and Dad who love you and who want you! Heck, you even got siblings! Hermione, even you have your parents! But what do I have? An Aunt and Uncle who can't stand the sight of me! I even got a great bullying git of a cousin too!" Herimone and Ron fell quietly and cast their eyes to the floor. Harry calmed himself and approached them. "Look, all I'm asking is that you help me. This is the one chance I'll have to see if I can bring them back. Just please help me." Ron was the first to glance up. "Okay Harry. If it means this much to you," Ron agreed. Harry's face broke out into a grateful smile and then he looked over to Hermione who hadn't said a word yet. "Hermione?" he asked. The witch looked up with tearful eyes and threw her arms around Harry. "Harry I had no idea you've felt like this! I just want you to be careful that all! But I'll help you!" she said through sobs. "Thanks Hermione," Harry said trying to pry her off. Ron just stood there and rolled his eyes. "Mental," he sighed.
Exactly 40 minutes later the trio were in Snape's room searching through his cupboards. So far they had found bottles containing interesting yet creepy things like pickled eels, Banshee fingers, and to Ron's dislike a bottle of spider legs. "I remember it was a dark blue potion," Harry said searching through different bottles. "This definitely isn't it," Ron said looking at a bottle contained a severed human head. "Got it!" Hermione called out. Harry and Ron ran over too her and huddled close looking at the bottle Hermione was holding. "This is it," Harry whispered excitedly. He then looked at Hermione. "How did Snape said it worked again?" Hermione rolled her eyes. "If you had paid attention, you'd remember that he said you swallow it and well that it," she said as if it were obvious. "Nothing else?" Ron asked amazed. "Nope, but there is something," she said nervously. Harry grabbed the bottle from Hermione, studied it then returned his attention back to his friend. "What else?" "Harry you remember what Snape said! There's no promise that your Mum and Dad's death will be changed. Anything could happen! Like you could be killed, you'll never go to Hogwarts, or worse!" Hermione said dropping her voice. "You-Know-Who could kill you in one of the battles you had with him." Upon hearing Hermione say that, Ron started shivering and turned towards Harry. "Maybe this isn't a good idea, Harry. I mean You-Know-Who is horrible and if you get killed- "I know what I'm up against," Harry interrupted. "I have to do this. If anything happens I'll manage. I've faced worse remember? I'll be okay." Harry uncorked the bottle and stared at for a moment. He then looked at his friends and said wish me luck and tipped the bottle into his mouth. The icy, bitter liquid ran down his throat and chilled his insides. When there was no more liquid left he looked at the room only to find gone. Surrounding Harry was blankness that seemed to be spinning. Harry tried to keep his balance but the spinning became stronger and within moments he passed out.
Well how did you like that so far? Poor Harry. He's determined to get his parents back but will he? Oh the next chapter will blow your mind! Lol. Read and respond.
The "What If" Potion By SparkleMoonBunny
The wind blew wickedly against the windows outside. The grass waved wildly under the black stormy sky and the occasional streak of lightning flashed. It was definitely a typical March day. Good thing we're in here, thought 15 year old Harry Potter entering the Great Hall. Harry scanned the room looking for his two best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. The dark haired boy walked through the crowd of chattering witches and wizards and spotted Ron's bright red hair looking over The Daily Prophet with Hermione. "M-Morning," Harry said through a yawn and took a seat next to Hermione. He reached his hand out and grabbed a slice of toast from a nearby plate. "Morning Harry," Ron smiled and then back at the newspaper. "Morning," Hermione said grinning at the paper. "Whatcha wooking at?" Harry asked taking a bite at his toast and peering over Hermione's shoulder. "Remember that old bat Rita Skeeter?" Ron asked looking over to Harry. "She's back writing again but, this time it's good. Not one snide remark from her," Hermione laughed. Skimming over the article (which was about a new wizarding club.) Harry didn't see any rumors, lies, or rude comments. "Well, that's good. She at least can keep her big fat mouth shut then," he said. Suddenly the bell rang and students began gathering their books and bags. "Com'on Harry we have to get to Herbology," Ron called out to his best friend. Harry grabbed his bag and turned to Hermione, "See you in Potions!" he called before running down the halls with Ron.
The day went by rather quickly for all their classes consisted of experimenting with numerous amounts of charms and spells rather then learning. Sadly the same couldn't be applied to Potions. For Snape was feeling more venomous then ever.. "Potter! Weasley!" Snape yelled with fire in his eyes. "Perhaps you both will like to continue your little conversation in detention?" Ron and Harry both were secretly playing Hang Man in Harry's notebook and had not heard anything Snape had said in the last 30 minutes. "Ten points from Gryffindor. Let's hope this teaches you both a lesson," Snape hissed. "That slimy maggot," Harry grumbled low enough so only Ron could hear. Snape then directed his attention back to the class. "Now as I was saying." "You were talking about the "What If" potion, Professor," Draco Malfoy said and then turned smugly to look at Harry and Ron. "Ah yes, thank you Mr. Malfoy. Twenty points to Slytherin. As I was saying, the "What If" potion is a potion that has the effect to change one event in a wizard's past. The event could be anything from his parents to the school he went to. Many witches and wizards have met their own downfall from this little potion so the Ministry keeps close watch over who brews it and how they use it." Snape then walked over to his desk, grabbed a small bottle full of a dark blue liquid and held it out for the class to look at. "This is the bottle of the potion in the school and I advise none of you to even think about going near it. For if I catch you, you will be expelled," Snape warned glancing at Harry. But Harry didn't even notice. He was too busy replaying what Snape had said the potion did. It had the ability to change a past event! This meant that he, Harry Potter, the Orphan could go back in time and save his parents! All he had to do was get his hands on that potion and for that he needed help...
"Harry have lost it? If we steal that potion we'll be expelled! You heard Snape!" Hermione said panicky. Ron also appeared as eager to help Harry and he was to hear his older brother, Percy, sing in the shower. "Harry we can't do this! Snape will kill us and then bring us to Dumbledore," he added with a fearful look. Harry who explained to them his plan did not expect this reaction. He was hoping they'd actually be willing to help him save his parents lives, not turn their back on him. He grabbed a pillow from the chair he was sitting on and threw it across the empty common room. Harry then jumped up from his chair. "How can you both be like this? It's not like I'm doing something bad! I'm trying to bring back my parents! I've never met them and I often wonder what it'd be like to have MY family back!" Harry spurted out annoyed. "Harry," Ron started. "We know- "No you don't!" the Boy Who Lived retorted. "You have a Mum and Dad who love you and who want you! Heck, you even got siblings! Hermione, even you have your parents! But what do I have? An Aunt and Uncle who can't stand the sight of me! I even got a great bullying git of a cousin too!" Herimone and Ron fell quietly and cast their eyes to the floor. Harry calmed himself and approached them. "Look, all I'm asking is that you help me. This is the one chance I'll have to see if I can bring them back. Just please help me." Ron was the first to glance up. "Okay Harry. If it means this much to you," Ron agreed. Harry's face broke out into a grateful smile and then he looked over to Hermione who hadn't said a word yet. "Hermione?" he asked. The witch looked up with tearful eyes and threw her arms around Harry. "Harry I had no idea you've felt like this! I just want you to be careful that all! But I'll help you!" she said through sobs. "Thanks Hermione," Harry said trying to pry her off. Ron just stood there and rolled his eyes. "Mental," he sighed.
Exactly 40 minutes later the trio were in Snape's room searching through his cupboards. So far they had found bottles containing interesting yet creepy things like pickled eels, Banshee fingers, and to Ron's dislike a bottle of spider legs. "I remember it was a dark blue potion," Harry said searching through different bottles. "This definitely isn't it," Ron said looking at a bottle contained a severed human head. "Got it!" Hermione called out. Harry and Ron ran over too her and huddled close looking at the bottle Hermione was holding. "This is it," Harry whispered excitedly. He then looked at Hermione. "How did Snape said it worked again?" Hermione rolled her eyes. "If you had paid attention, you'd remember that he said you swallow it and well that it," she said as if it were obvious. "Nothing else?" Ron asked amazed. "Nope, but there is something," she said nervously. Harry grabbed the bottle from Hermione, studied it then returned his attention back to his friend. "What else?" "Harry you remember what Snape said! There's no promise that your Mum and Dad's death will be changed. Anything could happen! Like you could be killed, you'll never go to Hogwarts, or worse!" Hermione said dropping her voice. "You-Know-Who could kill you in one of the battles you had with him." Upon hearing Hermione say that, Ron started shivering and turned towards Harry. "Maybe this isn't a good idea, Harry. I mean You-Know-Who is horrible and if you get killed- "I know what I'm up against," Harry interrupted. "I have to do this. If anything happens I'll manage. I've faced worse remember? I'll be okay." Harry uncorked the bottle and stared at for a moment. He then looked at his friends and said wish me luck and tipped the bottle into his mouth. The icy, bitter liquid ran down his throat and chilled his insides. When there was no more liquid left he looked at the room only to find gone. Surrounding Harry was blankness that seemed to be spinning. Harry tried to keep his balance but the spinning became stronger and within moments he passed out.
Well how did you like that so far? Poor Harry. He's determined to get his parents back but will he? Oh the next chapter will blow your mind! Lol. Read and respond.