A/N: Hi, I had lots of trouble writing this chapter because I had to think up the potion. It does belong to me I am proud to say. Thanx. Plz review.
Chapter 3: The Potion
Tonks' eyes fluttered open, and she pushed her face up from the book. She wiped the drool off the page and her face. She'd fallen asleep after only getting to read a few pages. There were some disturbing spells; such as a torture spell that would use a person's mind to torture them. Another thing was some sort of potion that could make you fly. It was dangerous because it lasted different amounts of time depending on when you took it, your eye and hair color, and even your shoe size, thus you could suddenly fall from the height you were at and possibly die.
Tonks thought these were all interesting, some of the charms and potions were things she would never use, even on her worst enemy. Well, maybe Voldemort. Yeah, he'd deserve it.
She turned another page yawning, she glanced down and automatically turned the page. She read the titles of the next three pages and then she stopped. She hurriedly turned back until she found it. It said, "Lukostransferia" and below that, it said "for werewolves". Tonks nearly jumped up and screamed. She clamped a hand over her mouth. Then she quickly read the description.
Lukostransferia:
(for werewolves)
Definitions:
Lycanthrope – n. A werewolf. [N. Lat. lycanthropus Gk. Lukanthropos: lukos, wolf + anthropos, man.]
Lycanthropy – n. The magical ability to assume the form and characteristics of a wolf.
Type: Potion
Purpose: To transfer the lycanthrope gene from a werewolf to a human.
Ingredients:
(4) phoenix teardrops
(1) teaspoon of dew from the morning after the full moon, collected before the sun rises
(2) drops of the lycanthrope's blood
(2) drops of the human's blood
(2) pinches floo powder
(1) centaur tail hair
(1) cup molten silver
(2) cups crushed aconite (aka: wolfs bane, monkshood)
(1) tablespoon melted chocolate (I think werewolves have an addiction)
Procedure:
Add molten silver to cauldron and start flame.
Take aconite and crush into a fine powder then add.
Add floo powder.
Heat for five minutes while stirring counter-clockwise constantly. Do NOT Allow To Boil!
Remove from heat. The potion should now be dark pink in color.
Add Centaur tail hair.
Allow potion to cool completely.
Add phoenix teardrop.
Add dew.
Stir clockwise until potion turns light blue. You should be able to see the bottom of the cauldron.
Melt chocolate and add to potion.
The last step is to add the blood. The blood must be added within 24 hours of when the potion will be drunk.
A. Add first the lycanthrope's blood and stir counter-clockwise for 2 minutes. Potion should be blood red.
B. Next add human's blood. Stir clockwise 10 times. Color should be pale yellow.
Warning: When taken the human will obtain all werewolf characteristics. Including the transformation on the full moon if taken within a week of such. If the human transforms three full moons consecutively, they will be transformed permanently into a lycanthrope.
"A potion that could make it so that for one full moon Remus wouldn't have to transform. He'd be normal," Tonks muttered, thinking aloud.
She decided that she'd have to talk to Remus first thing after morning classes.
~*~*~
Tonks entered the already half-empty great hall and marched over to where the marauders sat eating breakfast.
"Hey guys," she said as she sat down with them.
"Hi, Tonks," said Peter.
"Hey, Tonks," James replied.
"Hi, Squirt," answered Sirius, shoving another waffle into his mouth.
"Don't call me-"
"Hi, Nymphadora."
Her eyes snapped to Remus. He had a small playful smile on his lips.
"When will any of you learn? Don't call me 'Squirt'! and Don't call me NYMPHADORA!"
"Sheesh, Tonks, don't make a scene," Sirius said, chuckling to himself.
Tonks sighed, grabbed a blueberry muffin, and took a bite.
After she swallowed she turned to Remus, "Hey, Remus, you have a free period after Charms, right?"
Remus swallowed down a chocolate muffin, "Um, yeah. Why?"
"Because I need you to meet me in the 'tree' so I can tell you something." The tree Tonks referred to was of course the Whomping Willow and it seemed like the only place that they should discuss his "furry little problem" as James so called it.
"Wait a second, Tonks, you don't have a free period at that time. You have History of Magic, don't you?" Remus asked.
"Look, just meet me at the tree, it's important." Tonks grabbed another muffin and exited the great hall.
Professor Binns wouldn't miss her that much. In fact, she was willing to bet he'd never even notice she was gone.
