Disclaimer: I own nothing except for the tea...oh, and this plot (almost forgot).

Author's Note: Yay! My first time writing a fic for a challenge AND my first lame attempt to write humor! It's super short but I still hope you will like it! This fic is written for the HP fanfic lj community, Fortescues' challenge. As always, please review!

"Go on, Harry. Drink the tea! It's the only way you can possibly do it," said Ron

"Don't worry, we believe in you!" Hermoine joined in.

"Yes, if anyone can kill, erm…it, it's you, Harry," Ron said as Hermoine nodded in agreement.

"You can do it! I know you can!" Hermione's eyes glowed with encouragement and hopefulness.

Across the room, Draco Malfoy sat and enjoyed the scene.

"Ha, not so brave now, are you, Potter?" Draco chuckled evilly and obnoxiously.

"Oh shut up, I know you're afraid of it too!" Harry said as he sent him a deadly glare, gripping on to the handle of the teacup tightly.

"So? You still will not be able to do it because that tea won't work!" Draco said, a bit more nervously. "I'll bet you'll NEVER be able to kill it."

"Oh he will. And just you watch! Besides, that's a secret recipe I found after doing months of research. It has to work, and it WILL!" Hermione replied angrily. Then she stomped back by Harry's side and urged him once more. "Come on Harry, I know it's made of raw frog liver, your least favorite, but you just have to drink it. Think about the future, and how bright it will be once you get over these…umm…dark times."

"Yes, Harry. Just close your eyes and gulp it down," Ron suggested. "It's honestly not that bad."

"You have drunk this thing before?" Harry asked in shock.

"Something similar, with the raw frog liver… Heh, it was nothing!" Ron replied with pride.

Harry's eyes shifted back and forth between his two best friends, then finally on to Draco Malfoy, and suddenly his eyes narrowed.

"I'll show you, Malfoy!" He muttered as he poured the disgusting smelling/tasting/looking tea down his throat, almost choking.

When he finished, Harry coughed a few times and wiped his mouth. Ron and Hermione were on his side, patting him on the back.

"You did it!" Hermione squealed.

"Good job, Harry! I would have NEVER drank anything even remotely…umm I mean, uhh…umm…Great job, Harry!!" Ron said quickly.

"Hmph!" Draco rolled his eyes and turned his head. "I hope you die from drinking that thing…"

"Well, Malfoy. Don't be bitter just because you can't get your hands on that recipe." Hermione said.

Draco Malfoy got so mad he stormed out of the room.

"Scared now, huh?" Ron called after him.

Hermione smiled brightly and said, "Alright now, Harry. After this, nobody will ever dare to make fun of you anymore!"

"Definitely not Malfoy, since he's so scared of it too!" Ron said, "Step on it now, you can do it."

And he did.

Hermione's tea worked.

Harry Potter finally overcame his fear of ants.