Switchout: A Harry Potter
Switchout: A Harry Potter
/Prince of Tennis Crossover
"Potter!" Came Snape's voice from the front of the room. Inui looked up. Yes, he answered to Potter now, because the real Harry Potter was taking his place in Seigaku. Why ever had he let that boy convince him to do this?
"Yes, professor?" The potions professor irked him. It was, he knew an irrational feeling, especially when they shared a passion for potions, but the man just set his teeth on edge.
He looked to his potion to see if it was ready for the next ingredient and added it in, when he saw that it was. He then began to slice up some roots to add to his incomplete concoction. This will be my finest Juice ever. He grinned a wicked little grin at the thought of serving it to a few of Potter's peers and most especially to Snape.
"Potter!" He jerked barely missing his finger with the knife as Snape grabbed him by his robe, yes robe. It made him feel like it was a bathhouse. He blinked up at Snape and realized he hadn't heard a word the man had said after acknowledging him. "Yes, professor?" he said again, watching as Snape's eyes narrowed and a sneer graced his lips. Oh, how he wished he had some of his Inui Juice to shove past those sneering, cocky little lips right now.
"I asked what you are making!? That looks nothing like the potion you were assigned to complete!" Those hated lips quirked slightly into a smirk and Inui added the last sliced bits of the root. The Slytherin side of the class was snickering, the Gryffindor's holding their breaths or as Ron was doing staring wide-eyed as 'the famous Harry Potter' faced down 'greasy old Snape'.
"Why don't you have a taste professor?" He asked as a small explosion rocked the cauldron and turned the newest Inui Juice a wicked, threatening dark purple he filled a beaker with it and pressed it into the hand he removed from his school robe. Really, ROBES!?
Snape looked at the viscous potion suspiciously "I think not." He said in short, clipped tones. Inui smirked. "Are you frightened of my potion, professor? " He asked as he filled a second beaker and brought it to his lips. "I must have forgotten that Slytherins were cowardly he murmured as if to himself before downing the Juice.
He smirked at Snape in challenge. His eyes were asking "Now, what will you do? Will you drink it to save face?" Snape seemed to have noticed his position and glanced around the room. The entire class was watching him. "Slytherins are self-preserving, not cowardly." He stated to correct that devious little bastard Potter, before downing his beaker as the Gryffindor had. His face screwed up and he thought 'This is disgusting, How could Potter drink this without even wrinkling his nose at the taste?!' He watched as 'Potter' poured the disgusting drink into a container, barely noting the grin on his face before his knees buckled and he fell to the ground out cold.
"Harryyy?" Inui's grin vanished at that pathetic, annoying little whine of a voice. "Yes, Ron?" He asked his lips twisting slightly in a grimace that Draco noted with interest. Ron looked from 'Harry' to Snape's motionless body once again and trying to control the squeaky pitch of his voice asked, "Did you….- Is Snape….d-dead?" He finally managed.
Inui smirked and knelt by Snape, making a big show of checking for signs of life. "Unfortunately, no. He's still alive." Draco stood and went over to Harry, squatting so he wasn't on his knees before his archenemy he watched the other. Finally, he said "You've changed, Potter. That was a Slytherin trick, through and through. Have you ever thought of asking the Sorting Hat to try again? Switch houses, you know?"
Inui looked at him "I just might do that. Would you like some Juice?" Draco blinked some "Like pumpkin Juice?" Inui gave a wicked grin and lifted the container of Inui Juice. "No, Inui Juice." Draco hurriedly backed away. "No, thank you." He said. Thankfully, for him and Ron the bell rung then and the class ran out to escape from the odd events that had occurred.