Slytherin Night Ch.3
Sora's scream pierced the forest as both he and Roxas were knocked from the broom, they'd only been five feet off the ground at best, but the fall and skidding along the root covered ground hurt horribly. He came to a halt only when his back hit a hedge, pushing the air from his lungs as Roxas' back hit his chest, forcing the brunette to remain pinned.
"R-Roxas, you're crushing me." With a harsh push Sora managed to roll Roxas onto his front and work his way up. "Shit, what hit us?"
"I don't know, ow." Roxas ground his teeth together as he pulled himself up, glaring at the ground "Like I know, it just hurts." Sora helped his brother to his feet, knowing that Roxas got the brunt end of the hit since Roxas had smashed into him.
"W-we should get going, I'll go find the¾ oh shit." Sora pushed his back up against the hedge, not knowing what to do with the being in front of him. Roxas raised his head and turned it to the side, his eyes going wide when all he saw was a huge centaur standing about fifteen feet ahead of them. Roxas' brain quickly started to wrack itself, trying to remember that quick remedy for being hunted by a centaur.
'Drumstrang taught us a spell, what the hell was is now?!' Roxas' mind was reeling a million miles a minute. He just had to find that spell in the back of his mind somewhere.
"R-Roxas, what-what do we do?"
All Roxas could think of were dark spells and the unforgivables, could he use those against a centaur and not get punished for it? Could he use an unforgivable in general? 'There was a spell, it would be perfect for this situation. Dammit! What was it?' His mind was going crazy just trying to think of any spell to help them out.
"What are you doing here?" The voice was deep and wise, however neither Roxas or Sora really cared as the single centaur was joined by four others. Sora reached forwards and grabbed Roxas' cloak sleeve, trying his hardest not to freak out as both his blue and Roxas' red faded back to their normal Slytherin colors. "Snake students, the last time your kind came in here the herd was threatened." The statement was accompanied by a sneer and threatening steps forwards from the centaurs.
Sora moved back, pulling Roxas with him as he reached for his wand in fear. It was an understandable move to any wizard, they were backed up against a tree with five centaurs in front of them, blocking them from leaving. However, to the centaurs it was a threat, and they couldn't have that. The centaurs lunged so Roxas moved.
"Avis!" Roxas' eyes went wide as the spell left his mouth and birds flew out the end of his wand. He didn't want birds, he'd been going for something a little less pretty. The entire forest seemed to freeze as the brightly colored birds flew at the five centaurs, Sora was wracking his brain trying to figure out what happened as Roxas' voice cut through the silence again. "Confundus!" A bright flash from the end of his wand resulted in the centaurs holding puzzled expressions.
Roxas grabbed his broom and pulled Sora onto the back as the centaurs started to slowly walk around, looking at the pretty birds with happy faces. "Roxas! What're we¾"
"Shut up Sora! I'm trying to concentrate!" He didn't want to fly high above the trees because of Sora, but he wanted to get out of the forest before they met any other creatures.
"Roxas! Go down." Sora's arms tightened as they broke through the tops of the trees, flying a few feet above the hundred foot tall trees. "It-it's too high!"
"We'll be down in a minute, just don't look alright?" Roxas winced as his ribs were squeezed, but he didn't want to let Sora know that he was scared about something chasing them.
As soon as they were away from the forest Roxas dropped down, ignoring Sora's shout, turning towards the quiddich pitch.
"Mr. Fenrir. Care to explain what happened and why you thought that the forbidden forest would be a good place to play a game? Do you honestly not know enough about our school to be allowed into it's grounds." They weren't even on the ground and Leon was breathing down their necks.
"Sorry, I knew I wasn't the fastest broom out there so I changed up my strategy. Sora's broom got smacked into a tree and I did nothing to those centaur but confuse them a little." Roxas let out a sigh as his feet touched ground, the harsh reality of his situation came back to him in a rush so he lowered his head and looked down. "I'm ready to accept the repercussions for my actions. I never said I wouldn't."
Roxas was no stranger to detention, he'd gotten into loads of trouble in his last school, however that had often been for getting into fights and not for messing up in a class.
"Alright, come to my office tonight after dinner. I'm sure we'll have some more guests by the time school is done today, there may even be collective detention from all the classes today." Leon's smirk just made Roxas want to roll his eyes, a mantra was playing inside his head to just keep from doing anything that might get him into more trouble. He knew that if Leon was teaching the flying class then he wouldn't want to get on his bad side since he wanted to play quiddich.
"Roxas! Tell him what¾"
"Drop it Sora. Here, keep my broom. It's my fault yours got smashed anyhow." Roxas thrust his broom at Sora and stuffed his hands into his pockets as he started to walk back towards the castle with the rest of the class.
They only had to make it through Potions now, and Roxas was looking forward to it. Potions and flying were some of the only things he was good with aside from the Dark Arts, however he didn't know how good he'd be at defending against the Dark Arts.
"Roxas! I don't want your broom, I want you to go back there and tell the teacher it's not your fault!"
"It is Sora, I lead you into the forbidden forest. That was a stupid move on my part and I could have gotten you hurt by those centaur. I'll take the detention, it's fine." He didn't want to keep talking about it, so when Sora thrust his broom back into his hands he hopped on and flew back towards the school so he could get to the dormitories.
"Whoa, where you going do quickly tiger?" Roxas stopped on a Galleon and turned around, seeing no one looking at him directly and smirking like the sounds of the voice had made the person sound.
All he could see was a sea of students, a bit of cherry red standing out a little more then the Gryffindor red, but the boy who had the hair was on the other side of the courtyard. His scowl continued to mar his face as he turned back around to get down to the Slytherin dormitories.
"Mr. Fenrir, I hope you're not planning on riding that broom around the grounds. Are you?" Roxas looked down at the teacher that was looking up at him. The man had a rich tan, coupled with bright amber eyes and a modern styled black coat that hid most of his body in black, accented all with mid-back length silver hair.
"I might have been. Who're you?"
"Right, you've transferred from Drumstrang. Well, since you don't know I'll tell you¾ but just this once." The man motioned for Roxas to lower himself on the broom so he didn't have to speak so loudly. With a bit of restrained anger, Roxas lowered the broom slightly and leaned closer to the man. "My name is Xemnas. I am the head of Slytherin house and History of Magic teacher. And I'd rather not take points from my own house because a student doesn't want to walk to their next class."
"But, why? If we have brooms and our classes are so far apart why not use a broom to get between them easier?"
"Because classrooms don't have room to store up to a hundred brooms." Roxas knew no class was a hundred students, but he supposed it was a fair argument.
"I'm not going to a classroom though, I'm going to the common room to put it away. Besides, I know how to shrink a broom down so it'll fit into my pocket."
"You know what, fine. If you promise me you'll shrink down the broom and not fly inside the castle you're free to use it. I however do not want a million students flying around this school like it's the quiddich world cup, if so you'll be off that broom faster then you can say Magic an you'll never get back on one."
"Y-yes sir. So, can I go now?" Xemnas smirked at the young blonde, wondering if the boy had any idea how annoyingly special Roxas might be for being able to talk around him.
"Alright, I'll see you in my class tomorrow." Xemnas nodded his head then continued on his way through the courtyard.
Roxas cracked a huge smile and kicked off from the ground, soaring into the air to find an opening in the castle close to the Slytherin common room. The opening was in the bottom of the North Tower, meaning Roxas had to flying around the lower levels of the school until he passed by the dungeons and flew towards the common room.
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"Alright class, welcome to my potions class. My name is professor Cid and I'm the school's resident potions master of the school, meaning I'm generally the one that Nurse Arieth comes to when potions are needed for things like re-growing bones, knocking students out if they are in extreme pain, and of course some potions for experimental reasons.
"That brings me to my rules, I don't have many so listen up. Do not, under any circumstance, touch anything in my cauldron unless I say you can. Don't run, don't toy with others cauldrons, follow my verbal or the books written instructions to the letter. Make sure that if you wish to make an extra potion for bonus marks, that it must be approved by me and you'll be testing it on yourselves or a willing volunteer. Now, please pick a cauldron and wait for further instructions while I pass out the text books."
Roxas and Sora followed Cid's directions and walked over with the cauldron their dad bought for them.
Cid was a short man, his clothes were odd to say the least. He was wearing muggle clothes and a tan back brace under a large patchwork coat that was made of various kinds of soft leather. There was a pair of goggles on the top of his head and a toothpick between his teeth. The twins noticed that there was a huge divide in the class, much bigger then any other class, as Cid waved his 10 ½ ebony wand to hand out the text books.
On one side of the room Slytherins were setting up cauldrons and text books as they were receiving them, making sure to keep their backs to the students on the other side of the room.
Each student on the left side of the room was wearing red and gold, colors both Roxas and Sora knew Slytherins were supposed to hate. The Gryffindor students didn't even seem to notice the presence of the Slytherins while the green and silver team was making it quite apparent that they were black-walling the others.
"Alright kids, turn to page eight and follow all the instructions given. Don't, and I repeat: DON'T, substitute any steps or supplies."
Sora turned the page as Roxas looked at the burner the cauldron was over. "Incendio." The 12 inch birch wand with three dragon heartstrings of a Hungarian Horntail, almost wove through the air once the spell was cast and Roxas was hiding the evidence of his use of magic.
"Roxas, can you go up to the teacher and get three Horned slugs and a unicorn horn?" Roxas nod his head as Sora was rummaging through the station they were at for the rest of the minor supplies they'd need for their potion.
"Three Horned slugs and a unicorn horn please sir." Roxas recited what every student in front of him had said, Cid only smiled at him and nod his head a few times.
"Sure thing kid, and welcome to the school." Cid then handed Roxas a small bag of the supplies and then handed him the rounded off unicorn horn.
"Thanks sir."
"Cid, that 'sir' stuff is for the old guys like Ansem and Merlin." Roxas nod his head and went back to Sora, seeing his brother grinding down some porcupine quills.
"Sora, you're not supposed to grind them right¾"
"Ow! It poked me!"
"Well yeah, you need to cut them so their not so long inside the morta¾"
An explosion caught all students and Cid's attention, making everyone turn their head towards two red-headed Gryffindors who were standing frozen in front of a smoking cauldron.
"Axel! Mushu! How many times have I told the two of you not to use Incendio?! That spell is too messed up with the both of you! What did you wreck this time¾ better yet, why the heck are you both partners again this year?"
"S-sorry sir. I guess the practice on the spell this summer didn't do as much as we wanted it to." Roxas' eyes locked with the boy who spoke when he heard the voice, it was the guy who'd been calling him tiger since the train station!
"That's no excuse! You're in forth year Axel, Mushu. This is crap I expect from first and second years! Why the heck cant you just use flint stones?"
"Because we're forth years! It's not our fault shit just blows up around us! You're the one that keeps letting us into the class." Axel, a tall fire-red haired boy turned to Cid and pointed at his temple, showing the class a good look of his face "Got it memorized Cid. If you keep letting us in we're going to keep trying til we get it right." Roxas' eyes went wide when he saw the shamrock eyes and small tattoo's under each orb.
"Why the heck do you think I let you back in the class every year? It's because you say harebrained stuff like that! Godammit, I sometimes wonder why I bother." Cid flicked his wand a few times and the charred remains started to clean themselves up. "Give me a minute and I'll find you both adequate partners."
With a scowl the short teacher grabbed up his class list, looking at previous grades of all his students to see who the best was.
"Where's Mr. Fenrir?"
"Here."
"Here."
Both twins raised their hands, standing side by side in front of their gently steaming pot, not liking the teachers smirk. "Alright, which of you is Roxas?"
"Me." Roxas moved slightly in front of Sora, he didn't like people giving his big brother such a look of malevolence.
"Well, congratulations. The both of you have just found yourself new potions partners." All four faces fell as the rest of the class started snickering.
"S-sir, I-I don't know how much help I'll be to either of them. M-my potions grades are only good because Roxas and I were always partners."
"Then I'll give you extra help after classes. Roxas, you'll be paired up with Axel, Sora you'll be paired up with Mushu for the rest of the semester. Axel, Mushu, the both of you have detention tonight by the way."
"What?! You've got to be kidding me Cid! Leon already gave me detention first thing this morning!"
"Then you can serve your detention time with me tomorrow."
Roxas' eyes were nothing but wide as he watched both his brother and the fire-bolt looking red head with tattoo's. Good luck with the kid Axe, you're gonna need it." Mushu smirked as he elbowed Axel in the ribs.
"Shut up Mushy, just try not to scar the kid, right?" They exchange smirks before Axel walks over to the Slytherin side of the room, not seeming to care that he was getting death glares from everyone aside from Roxas, Sora and his own house mates.
"Hey tiger, fancy seeing you again. The name's Axel, got it memorized?" Roxas' anger flared, he hated the nickname with a passion.
"My name is Roxas, for that matter and it's nice to meet you." Roxas held his hand out, ignoring the shocked looks form both sides and the death glares from his house mates.
"You might want to put that away, otherwise your house might murder you in your sleep." Axel set his few things down on the countertop and started moving his stuff around, trying to ignore the hand extended to him.
With a growl Roxas reached forwards and grabbed Axel's wrist, pulling it towards his own and grasping the long fingers in a slightly too tight hand shake. "The polite thing to do, is to shake my hand in greeting. Or do you Gryffindors not know manners?"
"Shut up! I don't have to do anything a little kid like you says. I'm the upperclassman here." Roxas rolled his eyes, getting back to preparing the potion.
"Yeah, an upperclassman that needs my help to make a potion." Axel would have yelled at the brat, but Cid's voice cut off his thoughts.
"You've got an hour left for an hour and a half potion Mr. Fenrir, Mr. Lea, I suggest you get going on your potion." Axel swore under his breath and flipped his book open before Roxas snapped it shut again.
"My text is already open, two will just clutter our workspace. Take these quills, cut and then grind them up please."
"Why do I have to grind quills?"
"Fine then, you can grind down the Unicorn horn." Roxas shrugged and thrust the animals symbol into the red heads hands and started to cut up the quills, it wasn't his fault that he tried to give Axel the easy job.
"Fine." Axel grabbed the pestle and mortar and started trying to grind the horn between the two pieced of dense stone.
Five minutes into grinding and Axel was both annoyed and pissed as hell at the stupid horn. "Alright Roxy, what the hell am I supposed to do to grind this stupid thing down?"
"How am I to know? You're the one who wanted to do it."
"Just shut up and tell me how to do it!" Roxas rolled his eyes and gripped the horn in Axels hand, pressing the blunt stump end into the mortar, ignoring the pestle completely.
"You have to grind it from the base, the tip is too strong to grind down." He went back to the cauldron and stirred the concoction.
"How did you get so good at this stuff anyhow? Everyone else is still trying to figure out how to grind them too." Axel looked around the room and saw that Sora was peeking over with his own unicorn horn and mortar before copying him.
"Because, I've read up on things like this. Using unicorn horns is kind of a dark art, because their such pure animals. And I seem to know quite a bit of information on the dark arts." Roxas kept his head down as he spoke, knowing that the harsh judging was going to be right behind his statement.
"Really? That's kinda cool, not going to turn into a Death Eater though, are you?" Roxas rounded on Axel with a glare.
"Listen up Axel, just because I know dark arts does not mean I practice them, nor does it mean I have any intention in practicing such a stupid thing. And Death Eaters, are nothing but ruddy cowards that need to be wiped off the face of the earth." Axel moved back, the malicious intent in Roxas' eyes as he reamed him out was one expression that he didn't think the blonde bomb-shell had. He'd just been doing a bit of harmless flirting, he didn't expect to get a lecture of dark arts and the wizards and witches behind them.
"A-alright. Sorry man, I didn't mean anything." He reached his hand up behind his head and rubbed the back of his neck as Roxas turned to set a few horned slugs into their potion mixture.
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Once the time was up for the potions, Cid called all students to attention, glad that there had been no other explosions since the two pyros had been split up. "Hey Axe, how're things going over here?" Both Roxas and Axel looked up as a dirty blonde boy walked over with a smile, looking into their pot nonchalantly.
"Fine Dem, Roxy here seems to be a great teacher."
"Really? I'm impressed Roxy, Axel's notorious for blowing his cauldron up at least twice a class."
"My name is Roxas, not Roxy, get it right, Axel." Roxas glared up at the upper classman who just smirked down at him.
"Yes, my wonderful tutor Roxas here is probably the best, and he's bumped himself up a potions class, he didn't even take first year potions, straight to second¾ it's why him and the brunette are in the fourth years class with us." The dirty blonde boy gave Roxas and huge smile and extended his hand.
"The name is Demyx! It's nice to meet a guy other then Mushu who can put up with this idiot for a class!"
"I try." There was sarcasm in his voice, but it was kind of diminished as Demyx shook his hand with one of the kindest smiles he'd ever seen.
"Alright class, now how about we test out our potions? Lets start with… Roxas and Axel." Axel's eyes went hugely wide, all his previous potions had done horrible things to him; turned him purple for a month, given him boils, made him stutter out his deepest secrets, one potion even made him run around the school naked in second year.
"Yes sir." Roxas reached for the ladle but Axel stopped the smaller hand.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you, potions I make don't seem to, uh, work well." Roxas just swatted Axel's hand away and grabbed the ladle.
"It's a voice-switching potion Axel, it has to be taken by two people anyways." With all the confidence of someone who'd never made himself run around the entire school naked, Roxas scooped up a spoonful of the bright purple liquid, it was just slightly brighter then the others and that worried Axel; what if they did something wrong.
Once Roxas downed his spoonful he scooped out another and held it up to Axels mouth with a glare, practically daring the red head to make him fail the potion by not testing it out.
"F-fine!" Axel grabbed the spoon and tossed it back like a shooter. A few seconds passed and nothing happened, there was no large explosion, nothing ripped or broke, his body didn't swell and his mind was perfectly straight.
"Well boys, did it work?"
"I think so Si¾ oh my god!" Roxas clapped his hands over his mouth as Axel's voice came out. He'd been expecting his voice to sound different, however he wasn't expecting the thicker vibrations in his throat, or the different tightness of his esophagus as he spoke. Another thing Roxas hadn't thought of was how good Axel's voice sounded until he was hearing both inside and outside of his own head.
"Whoa! You sound like¾ holly, I sound like you!" Roxas couldn't help but smile and start laughing a little; hearing his own voice coming out of the older, taller male who's voice had already set was insane. "Ugh, I sound like I'm going through that stage of puberty all over again." Axel hung his head a bit, rolling his tongue around in his mouth a bit to get used to the fact that his voice was different and that the potion had worked.
"Good, A's for both of you." Axels face lit up as Cid checked off their sheet and moved onto the next group who were already playing around with their voices.
"A's? Roxy, I got an A!" Axel turned to the blonde who was standing beside him, making quiet 'blah' sounds, trying to contort Axel's voice to do his bidding.
"Y-yeah, I always get A's in potions."
"But I don't! This is amazing! Ugh, I sound so stupid, how do we get our voices back?" Roxas turned to the book, going back to his 'blah' sounds as he read over the pages, humming a tune that sounded totally foreign to him thanks to the odd voice.
"It depends on how much we took. We each took about a tablespoon, so it should be back to normal in an hour or so."
"An hour! I have to have this stupid cracking voice for an hour?! Why'd you make me drink so much!"
"I didn't make you drink anything! I scooped that much out because I thought you'd spill some you Neanderthal!" The insults sounded so stupid with the upperclassman's voice in his mouth, it didn't sound like something the red head would say.
"I've got Charms class next! What am I supposed to do, nothing? I cant talk with this voice!" Roxas shrugged his shoulders, it wasn't like he wanted to go to Transfiguration with Axel's voice in his throat.
"Well you're going to have to."
"I don't have to go anything, got it memorized?"
"Don't make my voice say something so stupid Axel! God, I feel like you're killing my brain cells or something with that phrase."
"Oh really? Got it memorized, got it memorized, got it memorized?" The taunting went on as Roxas bunched his fists at his side, wanting so badly to hit the red head but not wanting to get on the teachers bad side.
"I hate you, so leave me alone!" Even with Axel's voice he sounded like a child, with his face burning red and his heart beating rapidly he grabbed his book and bag before storming out of the room. Not really knowing where he was going through the halls.
'Why the hell did I do that?! What the hell is wrong with me. He just had my voice, I shouldn't be so possessive about something like that. It's just a potion, it'll only last an hour or so. But why did he get under my skin?!' Roxas stopped at a wall and threw a good and strong punch at it, effectively splitting his knuckles.
"Shit!" His jaw tightened again as pounding footsteps were starting to make their way towards him. It didn't take long for Axel to be standing in front of him, scowl on his face and chest heaving up and down, showing off the prefect badge for the first time since Roxas had met him.
"I don't give a damn if you hate me. I'm not cleaning that shit up on my own." His scowl was fierce enough to be considered feral, and he'd mastered Roxas' voice enough to obtain his angered growl he reserved for people he really hated but had to talk to with.
"Whatever." Roxas moved his hand from the slightly bloodied wall and started walking back to class, his head hanging and his mind swimming with why he'd lashed out at something as stupid as a wall.
Axel looked at the wall and let out a sigh as he saw the smear of blood where Roxas' fist had been. 'I really wish we had gotten off on a better hand. The kid seems nice enough, I kinda like him.' He let out a sigh and started heading back to class too, wondering just what he was going to do to get the blonde to speak with him on friendlier terms.
AN: I hope you liked this chapter! Yeah, they're going to have LOTS of fun in potions classes together. And I'm sure that it'll just get better and better. Please review if you'd like, constructive criticism is fine I don't mind, but you should know that Flames will only remind me of Axel. Bye and thank you very much for reading!
PS: Should I make these author quotes like little skits at the end? If so just let me know and I'll start on that. Have a good one! Bye bye!