Potions, their first lesson of the day. What a let down.
"Today, we shall be making the antidote to a doxy bite." Professor Snape explained, "I'm sure that you have all got your ingredients, doxy eggs, fire seeds, graphorn horn and the feather of a brown owl. You are all paying attention, yes, Mr Potter? Mr Weasley?"
The remark made Harry and Ron jump from their seats. They were still trying to remove the stain off of their cauldron, after Ron had not been all that careful after eating a pumpkin pasty.
"Erm, sorry Sir," Ron stuttered, lifting his gaze from one place to another. Though, that first place wasn't from the pasty stained cauldron, it was at the gorgeous brunette in front of him. Her pretty curls fell delicately across her sleek shoulders, and her perfectly peached skin had Ron infatuated. Turning round, while doing so; her hair flicked her in the face. She stared at Ron. His eyes had lit up when he saw her beautiful brown eyes. She let out a slight tut, and turned back to face Professor Snape.
Ron whispered to Harry, "Who is that gorgeous maiden that my eyes have had the pleasure of meeting?"
"The fumes from all these potions must have gone to your head, dude," Harry shouted, as quietly as possible, "That's Hermione."
"Really? I actually didn't notice" Ron stuttered, embarrassed by the thought that he had felt this way about Hermione, of all people. He'd known her for nearly three years, and he'd never, ever, felt like that about her. "Must be my, err, hormones setting in, because you know I'm in the middle of puberty."
"Charming, Ronald," Hermione exclaimed, perhaps a little too loudly, spinning her head to once again face Ron, "We all wanted to know that…"
"Miss Granger, is there something you would like to share with the entire class, as it seems more important than this lesson?" Snape snapped. Hermione looked as if someone has just casted Glacious on her.
"No, Sir," she whimpered, hiding her face from the gaze of her classmates.
"Five point taken from Gryffindor," Snape retaliated. Hermione's Gryffindor housemates groaned and raised eyebrows at Hermione.
"Cheers, Hermione," Dean Thomas said, nudging Hermione, "Now Slytherin are ahead of us!"
"Dean, give her a break, already!" Ron shouted, "It was my fault, not hers! And we're only one point behind. Hermione has earned our house that most points ever, so lay bloody off her!"
At this point, Snape's nostrils flared wildly, "Ouch, mega diss, mate!" Seamus Finnigan pointed out, laughing at Ron, as Professor Snape strided towards Ron indignantly.
"Thirty point taken from Gryffindor," Snape sighed, "And a detention, for Mr Weasley, and his lady friend, for disturbing my class, twice!"
Hermione gasped loudly. She had never been given a detention for anything in her entire life! She'd always been the teacher's pet, and now Ron had gotten her a detention! She gave Ron evil eyes and scowled at him, and looked at Snape as he explained how to make the antidote for Doxy poison. Ron sadly looked at his feet, disappointed in himself, and if this lesson hadn't been bad enough, Harry and Ron's antidote was a complete disaster! They had gotten Hedwig's feather, and hadn't cleaned out their cauldron properly, so now they had a cauldron full of orange goo, and it smelt like Mrs Weasley's sprout pudding. Not a pretty sight, or smell.