This takes place in their fifth year
"I can't believe I forgot to do that essay in Potions..," Harry groaned as he walked down the corridor (sp?) with his two best friends, Ron Weasly and Hermione Granger.
"Well you should have wrote it down, that way you can always look at it and remember," Hermione said, "I keep an agenda, that way, I always remember to do my assignments"
"Come on Hermione, you can't expect Harry to carry around a big book and write things in it everyday," Ron said and put on a thoughtful look, "That would be horrible to write more than needed"
"Hermione's right though Ron," Harry told his red headed friend, "I need to find a way to remember things like that."
"Well, let's just get to class before Snape gives us detention for being late," Ron sighed as the group quickened their pace to the dungeons.
The trio entered the classroom and right when they sat in their usual seats, Snape hurdled into the room from a door in the back of the class room. He walked down the center aisle and turned to face all them.
"Raise your hand if you didn't do last weeks Potions essay," Snape commanded the class room filled with students.
Harry raised his hand slowly and realized that he was the only one with his hand up.
"To lazy to do your homework Mr. Potter?" Snape said as a grin spread across his lips, "Or perhaps you off battleing something evil that will put your face in the Daily Prophet for the third time this week. Would you mind telling us about your 'adventure'?" Snape asked with the grin that never left his face.
Harry looked around the classroom to see that most were looking at him, expecting him to tell some heroic story of battleing great evil against all odds and barely escaping with his life. But Harry couldn't tell them a story like that, because it hadn't happened that week. So he had to tell a grand story of truth, "Actually sir, ...I forgot," Harry said the excuse that told fact.
"Well I suppose you'll have plenty of time to do it in detention and I think that it would be best not to forget to meet me here Saturday at seven. Everyone else, place your papers on the desk," Snape said simply and wrote down the potion that they had to make and it's ingredients on the chalk board, "Today you will be making a potion called Drawnomed. This potion is used to ward away demons of any sort away from you. I expect it to be done by the end of class. You may begin," Snape said and sat at his desk to grade the papers.
The potion to be made was pretty tricky, it involved alot of ingredients. Some of them were: frog stomaches, cat hair, dog toenails, owl eyeballs, tree bark from a dead willow, saliva, and many others.
It had been about an hour of potion making and Harry had made some progress, as of others. His book said that the potion had to be a blood red color and his was just a few shades lighter. Harry gave the potion two counter-clockwise stirs and one clockwise. The potion became darker. Snape, who had just finished gradeing papers, was looking at the classrooms progress. Harry wasn't paying any attention to Snape though, he was too busy making his potion that was turning out just the way it needed to. Finally, he could make a decent potion.
Snape walked behind Harry to check on his progress, only to find that the potion was turning out rather well. Harry didn't realize that Snape was behind him of course and opened a jar of owl eyeballs and poured the needed amount in his cauldron.
Before Harry put the lid on the jar he heard a voice behind him that made him jump in surprise, "I can't believe it, Mr. Potter is successfully making a potion," Snape said for the class to hear.
But because of the fact that Harry jumped a foot in the air, the jar slipped out of his hand and it landed in his nearly perfect potion.
"No, I take that back," Snape said as he watched the red mass turn into a bright orange, "Mr. Potter successfully made a undiscovered potion," Snape then had an evil idea in his greasy head, "Why don't you try it to see what it will do?" Snape asked the question that was more of a command.
Harry looked at his potion and it started to foam, the bubbles were turning different colors, "I-I... w-what if it makes me grow an extra arm or something?" Harry asked and noticed that the potion was rumbling in it's container. "Then it would become an improvement on your natural appearance," Snape said as the image of Harry having an extra arm coming out of his head entered his mind. Draco snickered at the other side of the room.
Harry continued to look at the potion and watched as it lifted its self out of the cauldron. It now looked like an orange blob in midair, which is exactly what it was. Snape looked at the blob with a puzzled face, never in his life had he seen a mutated potion doing that, and he had seen alot of potions in his life time.
But just as he was going to vanish the blob, it did the unexpected, it latched itself onto his face.
Snape fumbled about the room, trying to pry it off with his hands. And since it was over his eyes he was blind at the moment and didn't see the chair in his way he tripped over it and fell to the floor.
The students just sat (/stood) there paralized as they watched their teacher kicking and flailing about, trying to get the blob off that was slowly spreading over his body. Harry and everyone else could hear his muffled yells.
Hermione and Harry were the first ones to come to their senses and they tried many charms and spells but the blob just canceled the spells that were cast upon it. The blob soon covered Snape's whole body to where he was was just a mass of orange. "Someone get Dumbledore! Or a teacher!" Harry yelled when another one of his charms didn't work. Ron then came to his senses and ran out the dungeon door screaming, "HELP! THE BLOB'S GOT HIM! THE BLOB'S GOT HIM!"
The orange mass then stopped squirming. Hermione and Harry stopped doing their spells. There was an uncomfortable silence and the other students crowded around the Snape eating blob.
"Is he dead?" Neville questioned. The blob then evaporated and all was left was Snape. Hermione leaned over him and saw that he was still breathing, "He's alive... for now...," Hermione said as she bit her bottom lip.
Harry let out a sigh of relief. The last thing he needed was a murder incident. Yeah, sure, he hated Snape with a purple and pink passion, but he didn't want him to be dead. I mean come on if Snape wasn't around, Harry wouldn't get in half the trouble he was always in. Okay so that wasn't a good reason for not wanting him dead, but Hogwarts wouldn't be the same without a greasy haired git breathing over your shoulder.
Snape's hand twitched and his eyes fluttered open. "Proffesor?" Harry said and watched as Snape staggered to stand up.
"What happened?" he asked when he managed to pick himself up off the ground. Hermione bit her lip harder, "Harry's potion attacked you," she said as she recieved a glare from Harry. Obviously, Harry felt that it would be a good thing if Snape didn't remember anything about it.
Realization dawned upon him, "Oh yes, I remember," he said as he stared at a wall and nodded his head non-stop, "It got in my mouth though and tasted like bananas," he said and stopped nodding.
"Draco do you like cheese?" Snape asked the boy in front of him. "No, why?" Draco replied with a question. "I have a closet full that I never eat," Snape said simply and checked his watch. Everyone looked at him strangely. "Are you feeling alright Proffesor?" Hermione asked her teacher, she was a little worried for his mental health. Snape gave her a big toothy grin, "I feel fine!" he said, "Everyone to your seats now, I have a surprise.
Everyone glanced at each other and silently walked to their desks. "I always wanted to know something!" Snape said happily and flicked his wand and giant pot appeared on his desk, filled with an unknown substance. Snape flicked his wand again and bowls with spoons appeared on their desks. Snape picked up his pot in one arm and in the other he had a giant dipper. He walked over to Neville's desk and dipped the dipper in the pot, when he lifted up the dipper, it was filled of what seemed to be chili and he poured it in Neville's bowl. Neville gave him an odd look, "What?" Snape asked him, "It's just chili," he said and poured a bit into everone's bowl. When he was finished they eyed him suspiciously.
"Well go ahead and try it and tell me what you think," Snape said with a broad grin across his features. And if you are wondering, yes, everyone did think he had gone mad.
Harry and the others picked up their spoons and ate it. People like Neville put the slightest bit on the edge of their spoon. But people like Crabbe and Goyle, shoveled it down without a second thought. Harry hesitantly put the spoon in his mouth and chewed on the beans and quickly swallowed, surprisingly, it didn't kill him and it didn't taste to bad.
"So what didja think?" Snape asked with hope filled eyes. "It was pretty good," a random student said and the rest followed with mumbles about how 'it tasted pretty good', and 'it was nice' comments.
"Really!" Snape asked with an excited voice and everyone mutely nodded their heads. Snape raised his fists in the air, "SUCCESS!" he cried out and started to make himself a bowl of chili when Proffesor McGonagall and Ron burst through the door.
"Severus, what is going on?" McGonagall questioned the slightly mad proffesor. Snape put on an innocent face, "Handing out my famous chili beans. Why? Do you want some?" Snape asked her and held out the new bowl of chili. "Why are you handing out chili? Mr. Weasly here told me that you were being attacked by an orange blob," McGonagall said while pointing to Ron. "I just wanted to see if anyone liked my chili. And yes, I was attacked by a banana flavored, orange blob of goo. Are you sure you don't want to try my famous chili beans?" Snaped asked the woman that was eyeing him strangely.
There was a pregnant silence. McGonagall was the one that ended the silence of the room.
"You three," Proffesor McGonagall pointed to Harry, Ron, and Hermione,"Go tell the Headmaster that Severus has gone mad and everyone else, ...head back to your dormatories." Snape began to walk out of the door but McGonagall caught him by the neck collar, "Not you Severus, your staying here," McGonagall said and waited for all the students to exit the class room. As Harry and his friends left the room, they could hear Snape trying to get McGonagall to taste his famous chili beans.
so whatja think? i did this within three hours so forgive me if it has spelling a grammar errors. and the first reviewer gets a cookie! R&R!
