This could've been the icing on a poisonous cake for Lavender. Having a wonderful happiness potion in her hand only for it to be yanked away from her. But she had a backup that she nearly forgot about. There was still some saved by Parvati in her room. For the first time that day, she smiled. It was more of a smirk, knowing that Snape had no idea. She had found the "sample" under Parvati's pillow, like she said. It wasn't a lot, but it wasn't too little. She was hoping it would be enough without making her turn into a fool. She almost changed her mind on it after remembering what Snape said. But it wasn't a lot. Certainly it wouldn't be too powerful for her? After seeing Hermione and Ron together outside moments ago, she had made up her mind. She WAS going to take the potion. She didn't care what became of her afterwords.
Lavender decided that she needed a quiet place to herself if she's going to drink this potion. And the room would soon be invaded by other girls. She mentally crossed off places that would be a good environment for her to be alone. There was one last place. The abandoned bathroom on the first floor. It was Myrtle's bathroom. Lavender knew this. But she wasn't afraid of the ghost anymore. Only the first years were afraid. It would take another year or two for that "fear" of Myrtle to turn into mere annoyance. Yes it would be a nice place for her to test the potion. She could have a bath while she was at it. Though many girls rarely did this because Myrtle was usually tempted to harass them and get them to leave. Lavender simply wouldn't let Myrtle get to her. She was sure that the moment she drank the potion, she wouldn't care because she would be under its influence. Plus she needed to bathe anyways after her last lesson of the day was learning how good dragon dung was for fertilizer.
Luckily, no one stopped Lavender as she entered the quiet lavatory and locked the door behind her. She immediately heard the moaning from the infamous resident.
"What are YOU doing here?" Myrtle yipped at her. It was clear she was disappointed and had been expecting someone else. Probably Harry. Lavender attempted to ignore her.
"Don't you have FRIENDS to go hang out with?" Myrtle asked another question, this time in a jealous tone.
"Not tonight." Lavender finally answered the ghost girl and began turning on the bath water in the far end of the lavatory. It took a moment since the bath here was hardly used (and no wonder) but it finally began to spew out warm water, followed by multicolored soap which turned into a rainbow foam as it mixed with the water. Myrtle gave up on trying to make Lavender leave. She instead watched with curiosity. No one entered her bathroom without a reason. Lavender took out the small bottle that held the pink potion. It gave off it's own light.
"Ahhhhh.." Myrtle was amused as she put the pieces together. She didn't know exactly what the potion was but she knew Lavender was using this place as her testing room. She also knew Lavender wasn't going to be intimidated or scared by her so no more obnoxious moaning came from the ghost.
"I guess this is a nice place to test out potions. It's what three other students, including Harry Potter did. A few years back...I guess this place is becoming popular..How sad, this old cold bathroom is more useful than I am.." Myrtle let out sad moans as she quickly jumped down one of the toilets, causing the water to splash over the bowl. Lavender curled her lip in disgust at the dead girl but said nothing else. She was just glad Myrtle was gone, leaving her in peace. By this time, the bath was ready and she stripped off her robe and clothes. The water felt extremely comforting and warm after having her bare feet on the cold floor. She relaxed in the rainbow foam for several minutes, enjoying the nice smells of the soap. It unfortunately wasn't enough to soothe her inner pain. This reminded her of her potion. She slowly reached for her and opened the small bottle. She took a whiff of it. It filled her sinuses with a floral scent. It was pretty overwhelming. It discouraged her for a moment. The words of Snape filled her mind again.
It can easily become a drug. It's basically the Imperio Curse in a bottle..
Her mind was suddenly violated with the recent memories of Ron begging for Hermione instead of Lavender. The pain in her chest and head returned and she found herself downing the potion completely. She gulped all of it down, almost coughing. It tasted like a fancy champagne mixed with flowers and fruits. She wasn't much of an alcohol drinker so she fought the urge to cough it back up. The taste faded fast and so did her pain. It was like her head emptied of all worry and she felt bubbly and happy for no known reason. She even began laughing aloud in the empty bathroom. It was such an amazing feeling, how could this be so dangerous? She swam around in the large bath like a child that loved water. The foam was more rainbow than before and the colors seemed to swirl and merge with each other.
She stayed in until the water began to cool and the foam was almost gone. No matter. She quickly got out and dried herself off and put on her night gown and robe. She got a blanket of goosebumps but she didn't feel the slightest of uncomfortable. She didn't realize it but the potion was affecting her vision. It wasn't blinding her, but it was enhancing the light in her vision. The once dark and cold bathroom now looked bright and wonderful. The cracked glass-stained windows that were unkempt from the years of neglect looked good as new and bright. The designs of mermaids and birds seemed to dance and encourage Lavender to go near them. She of course did and put her hand on the largest window that was also the brightest. It seemed to react to her touch and a sequence of colors bounced off the window as she ran her hand down it. The mermaid in the glass art jumped in the water around it and disappeared, tempting Lavender to push against the window. It suddenly shattered into a thousand colors, startling her, but still amazing her. She saw the trees and the field by the castle and it looked..like a fantasy. The trees had pink leaves and the ground was littered with vibrant flowers. Lavender swore it was evening, but the sky showed a pretty shade with the sun high in the sky. Everything seemed to have the hue of pink. It was all too welcoming to her. She jumped up on the ledge of the window and went through it. She landed softly on grass a couple feet below and ran to the inviting field. There were several white unicorns that ran near her. These creatures were incredibly rare to find, yet get a glimpse of but there were three right next to her. They galloped into the soft-looking trees, making her follow them without the thought of any danger. The forest wasn't dark, it was beautiful and bright with a meadow full of unicorns that seemed to welcome Lavender's presence. A few of them ran with her further and further into delicate forest. By the time there was only one unicorn left, her head began to feel heavy. Her nose was filled with rotting bark and dead leaves. She tried climbing and jumping over a log, but her vision went black before she even landed.