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~*~A Love Potion ~*~

A well rested, (if a little ruffled looking,) Ginny walked into a crowded Great Hall the next morning to find most people were already there. 'Good,' she thought, ' now I can find this so-called, 'soul mate' of mine.' She carefully fingered the cold metal of the token she had somehow acquired during the night. That dream had been so real, and then to wake up with this, she shook her head. It was a lot to take in.

'I should probably keep this from the guys' she thought ruefully, glancing at her roommates and the Dream Team sitting at the nearby Gryffindor table 'they'll almost definitely think I'm insane,' she glanced at the fine piece of jewelry and tucked it under her robes, 'and a robber to boot.' She smiled.

Ginny stalked up to the table and firmly placed herself between her two best friends: Emily Brown and Elizabeth Tailor, (although she called them 'Ee Ee' and 'Liz' or 'Queen Liz'when she was acting particularly bossy). The both ignored her, taking her silence as normal ' Ginny Just Woke Up' syndrom ae they charmingly called it. After grabbing some eggs and toast, she began to scan the great hall for a sign, any sign, of who Rowena had been talking about.

'I won't be able to see anything until I find my own soul mate, so I better find them first…' she mused 'he's closer than you think, hmmmmm, well, one thing's for sure, he's obviously at Hogwarts, why would the founder of a Hogwrts house come to me if he wasn't. The most obvious answer would be that he was in Gryffindor.'

And with that, she slowly eyed each boy at the table, waiting until she made eye contact with each one until she got to the boy nearest to her, (who she had been avoiding until then.) Taking a deep breath, she turned to her right leaning past Ee Ee and looked deep into the two pools of green that had glanced her way to ask, "Um, Ginny, could you pass the jam?"

'Humph,' she thought sadly as she handed him the strawberry preservatives'it's not Harry, who is it then?' She despaired inwardly at the thought of The Boy Who Lived not being destined to be with her for all eternity. 'Well' she thought sadly, ' that's life I guess.'

She studied the Ravenclaw table next, once again waiting to make eye contact with each male. By the time she got to the Hufflepuffs she was becoming impatient and bored and simply watched one boy for a few seconds, not even bothering to make eye conact. She even glanced at the (shudder) Slytherin table quickly, still finding no one.

Feeling very depressed, she pushed her barely touched plate away and excused herself from the Great Hall, trudging resignedly to her dorm, getting ready for the first class of the day, potions with the 6th years. She groaned and ran the rest of the way until she reached her dorm to find a pale pink cloud was working is way around the bathroom door.

Groaning again with a bit more gusto, she removed the gently simmering cauldron holding her love potion from the bathtub and thought ' it's a good thing I left breakfast early, I would've had to explain this to Ee Ee and Liz, that would have been, erm… interesting.'

She fanned the potion out the window, then banished the remaining smoke into a jar to experiment with later. Picking up the book resting on the counter ('Most Potent Potions') she fingered through the pages to where she had left a bookmark "Hmm, let's see, laughter potions, listening potions, love potions… ah, here we are." She traced the words with her index finger as she read: "Contrary to popular muggle belief, the cherub they have christened 'Cupid' was in fact a very morphed version of Uric the Oddball that they most likely made up to impress their grand children. His idea of Valentines Day was to travel muggle towns in search of unsuspecting people he would shoot with his arrows that had been previously dipped in an old version of a love potion." Ginny smiled and thought sarcastically, 'that certainly hadn't occurred to me,' she read on, " Little did he know, he was missing 2 crucial ingredients, the next and final steps of this potion are possibly the most important." 'This is exactly what I've been waiting for!' she thought excitedly 'I can't wait to test this.' She thought with a wicked smile, and read on…

1: After removing from room temp. water; add from 2-4 tsp. pixie hair, depending on how quickly you want the potion to take effect. When Uric made his potion, it would take effect immediately afterwards, thus ending up in some sticky situations.

Ginny giggled, she had heard stories, girls kissing frogs, boys kissing mules, I'll leave you to imagine the results.

2: Take unicorn water to thin the potion (no more than 3 cups!) and add until you have reached the desired thinness of the potion. The thicker the potion, the more intense the result. Uric left it at its highest intensity, resulting in 'true love at fist sight,' as the muggles call it.

After much thought, Ginny added 3 tsp. of pixie hair, deciding to go with the median of the choices, while pondering the intensity she wanted.

'Well, I can't collect the unicorn water until the full moon anyway, and that gives me three days, I can decide by then.'

And with that, she hurried off to potions thinking, "mabey I should test this on Professor Snape, if there was ever a man that needed to be laid…" she shook her head and pulled a face. There was one thing she didn't need imprinted in her mind, Snape getting laid.

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R&R pleeze, sorry this took me so long to up load, my internet connection has been down for the past 3 days. If anyone can give me some good ideas on what she should do with the love potion and/or the intensity of it, I will post you name in giant letters at the top of my next chapter!!! (can't you just smell the fame!?)