THE NEXT DAY

Travis couldn't find Harry anywhere. He was having a bit of trouble seeing as none of the Gryffindors would help a Slytherin. He walked up to Seamus Finnigan, hoping that this Gryffindor wasn't like the rest of them, "Hey, do you know where I can find Harry and his gang?"

Seamus raised an eyebrow, "Oh? You're that guy that just came to Hogwarts, aren't you? What house were you in again?"

Travis sighed, "Slytherin. Does it really matter?"

Seamus glared at him, "What do you want with Harry?"

Travis sat down beside him, "I just want to talk to him, that's all."

Seamus turned his back on him, "Oh sure, you Slytherins are all alike. You just want to "talk", but as soon as someone trusts you, you stab them in the back."

Travis smiled, "Who said I was like other Slytherins?"

Seamus shook his head, "You're all the same. But I think Harry could deal with your sorry ass. He might be in the Great Hall."

Travis jumped up, "Oh yeah! I forgot about that room."

Seamus looked at him surprised, "Just go away already."

THE GREAT HALL

Hermione looked up from her lunch, "Is that Travis?"

Harry looked around, "For someone who doesn't like him, you sure sound excited."

Hermione glared at him, "Shut up, no I'm not!"

"All of you guys just shut up! Where is Hilary? This is so awesome!" Said Amanda.

"I think she went to talk to her dad or something. I'm not sure." Replied Ron.

Amanda screamed, "He's coming over! Guys! He's coming over!"

Ryan looked at her, "So? What's the big deal? He's just a guy."

Then Ron said, "Yeah, and he's a Slytherin."

Amanda glared at him, "Shut up. It doesn't matter. Oh... Hello!"

Travis ignored her, "Hey Harry, mind if I sit here for lunch?"

"Sure!" Shouted Amanda.

Travis glanced at her, "Thanks."

As he sat down, everything went silent. You could feel the electricity in the air as everyone watched what might, or might not go down. Travis looked around, "Wow, everyone here puts so much into what house you're in. It gets tiring."

Harry grinned at him, "You get used to it after a while."

Travis smiled back, "You guys aren't bothered by the fact that I'm sitting with you?"

Ron looked at him, "Ye- Ow!"

Amanda had elbowed him in the ribs. He glared at her before finishing, "I mean, not at all."

Amanda then turned to Travis, "Why would we be bothered by you? You seem like a really cool guy!"

Ryan covered his ears, "And why are you yelling in my bloody ear!?"

Amanda started to blush, "Oh, sorry!"

Travis laughed and then glanced around, "Wasn't there someone else in your group?"

Hermione looked up, trying not to melt in Travis' gaze, "Yeah, that's Hilary. She's busy doing something with her dad."

Travis thought for a moment, "Who's her dad?"

Hermione said, "Oh, Professor Black."

Travis rested his head on his hands and stared out the window, "Oh, that's cool. I think it'd be kind of annoying to have a parent as a teacher, wouldn't it?"

Amanda's smile turned to a frown, "Actually it isn't. Shyanne's dad lets her get away with everything. I just want to punch her in the face."

"I think she's all right." Replied Travis.

They all turned to him glaring as Hermione shook her head, "You just said the wrong thing."

Travis looked at them panicking, "I was just kidding! Calm down!"

Amanda looked away, "The next time I see her, I'm going to beat her to death."

"That sounds a bit extreme." Replied Travis.

Amanda shrugged, "It's always been that way. She's such a bitch, I'm surprised I don't want to do worse."

"You are scary." Said Travis.

Harry laughed, "You get used to her after a while. Anyways, I'm off to the library guys. I have to get Snape's essay done or he'll skin me alive."

"Oh, the library? I'm coming!" Said Hermione.

They got up to leave. Travis looked after Harry, "Do you mind if I come?"

Harry smiled and answered without looking back, "Sure."

The three of them walked out of the Great Hall as Hilary walked in through the other door.

"Oh, well there's Hilary now." Said Ron

Hilary walked up and sat down, "Hey. What's up? Why are you blushing, Amanda?"

Amanda turned to Hilary excitedly, "You just missed Travis! He came to sit with us and everything! It was so amazing. He has lip piercings!"

Hilary's jaw dropped, "He was here? And I missed him?"

Amanda turned back to her food smirking, "Haha, yeah!"

Hilary hung her head, "This day just keeps getting worse and worse!"

"Why's that?" Said Ryan.

Hilary put her head in her arms, "My dad wants me to go to Diagon Alley with him. So, my weekend is shot!"

Amanda patted her on the back, "Damn! Are you serious? That really sucks, I guess I have Travis all to myself!"

Hilary raised her head and glared at her, "Shut up! I'll get my chance, you just wait!"

Amanda laughed, "Not until I'm done with him."

Hilary punched her on the arm, "Damn you!"

Ron laughed, "All right you two, settle down."

Ryan looked at his watch, "We better get going to class."

Ron shook his head, "Yeah, wouldn't want to be late for potions."

Hilary sighed, "No! Double potions with the Slytherins! This day is horrible!"

Amanda grinned, "Calm down Hilary. Travis will be there."

Hilary smiled, "I guess so."

THE LIBRARY

Harry and Travis were the only ones in the library. Hermione had left because she was getting annoyed at Harry for asking to see her paragraph. Harry couldn't find anything on the parts of a Unicorn. He had looked in about ten books, alls there was were tiny snippets about where Unicorns were found. Travis was sitting across from him, finishing his own essay. Harry would have asked him, but Travis just didn't seem the type to know. After about five minutes of flipping pages, he looked up, Travis was staring at him. Travis grinned, "You look like you could use some help."

Harry sighed, "I can't find anything on the properties of unicorn parts anywhere! I don't know how Hermione does it."

Travis grabbed the book and shut it. He put it to the side and turned back to Harry, "The blood of a Unicorn is silvery-blue in color. If it's seen in moonlight it may glow in the dark. Unicorn blood prolongs life, however it will give the drinker a cursed life because to save their own life the drinker has killed something defenseless and pure. Silver unicorn horns are sold at any apothecary. Unicorn Horn is used in many potions. The healing power of the horn is what made the Unicorn a symbol of medicine and healing. The tail hair of a Unicorn is used inside the core of wands. These wands are best for people that are pure of heart and are better for doing protective and supportive charms. Unicorn hair is also very strong, it is used as a binding on bandages."

"How on earth did you know that?" Said Harry surprised.

"Have you been paying attention in Care of Magical Creatures? The properties of a Unicorn have probably come up countless times through out the years. You can use what I said for the middle of your paragraph, you just have to think of an introduction and conclusion."

Harry smiled, "Thanks, could you repeat everything you said?"

"Here, pass me your parchment." Said Travis.

Travis pulled out his wand and pointed it at the parchment. Everything that he had said appeared on it, "I added an introduction, because I'm nice like that. But, you'll have to conclude it yourself. We should start heading to potions class. It's a double, and Snape doesn't like anyone to be late. Actually, I doubt he'd mind if I was, but you being a Gryffindor, would be in trouble."

Harry scribbled a quick conclusion sentence and stuffed it into his bag, "Right, let's go."

THE DUNGEONS

It was such a nice day, that even the Slytherins wanted to get out of Potions. Shyanne's sighed, "I just don't want to do any work today, it's such a nice day out. I'd rather just relax."

"Look on the brightside, at least we can watch your dad pick on the Gryffindors again." Replied Draco.

At that point Snape walked in slamming the door behind him. The room went quiet. Snape stood at the front of the class, "I'll be collecting your work on the Properties of Unicorn parts used in Potions."

He pulled out his wand and gave it a flick. Everyone's work flew out of their bags and landed in a neat pile on his desk. He addressed the class again, "Open your books to page 234 and start reading. I expect you to read the rest of the chapter and finish off your potions today."

Hermione raised her hand, "Professor, what if we're finished the chapter and the potion?"

Snape turned to face her, "You can finish the essay on Polyjuice Potion that I assigned on Monday. However since you're such an insufferable know it all and have probably finished that, you can start reading the
next chapter."

Hermione flushed a deep scarlet while the Slytherins giggled. Travis staring at Snape with a frown on his face, "Can I ask you something, professor?"

Snape looked at him suspiciously, "You may."

Travis turned away from his gaze, "What exactly are you looking for in a student?"

Snape thought about it for a moment before replying slowly, "I appreciate hard working students who take this class and respect for me, seriously. As long as you work hard and try your best, you will do well in this class."

Travis frowned looking confused, "Then why are you being such an asshole to Hermione? She tries her best in this class. She probably works harder than the rest of us combined. You say that people who work hard do good, she probably has an amazing mark. If you claim to appreciate qualities like that, you shoudn't be such a prick."

Snape studied Travis closely, "Do not use that kind of language towards me. Most of this schools population may be falling at your feet, but don't think that everyone feels the same way. You have a detention for speaking to me in that manner and twenty points will be taken off of Slytherin for your rude behaviour. I do value those traits in a student. Just not when they try to make them known to everyone."

Travis glared at him, "You know what you are, you're a fuc-"

Hermione elbowed him in the ribs, "Travis. Drop it, ok? It's fine."

Travis looked at her, then back at Snape, then started reading again. Snape turned away, "Your detention will be tonight at 6:00, don't be late, or else."

GRYFFINDOR COMMON ROOM

Amanda was looking around everywhere, "Hermione, didn't you have a potions book somewhere?"

Hermione looked at her questionably, "Yes, actually I have four, why do you need one?"

Amanda smiled, "Nothing, an idea just sprung into my head and I wanted to test it."

Hilary laughed, "She wants to make a love potion for Travis this weekend so she can get into his pants. It won't work though he looks pretty smart, dangerously smart. I think he just pretends to be stupid, unless he really is stupid?"

"No! I would never do that. Ok, maybe I would. But you would too, both of you would!" Said Amanda.

Hermione gasped, "That's horrible! It's against the rules! You cannot make a love potion, and I would never do that! It doesn't matter, even if I wanted to. He's gay."

Amanda whipped her head around, "What! He is not!"

Hermione finally smiled, "Yes he is. Did you not see what he did to Dumbledore? He's always looking at guys with a perverted look on his face. He talks gay all the time."

Amanda sat down shocked, "It's not possible. He couldn't! He just couldn't! Ah! Ok, so what? Maybe he is, it can change can't it? Isn't there a potion or something that could change it?"

Hermione shook her head, "Amanda you can't, it's completely impossible. Unless you used the Imperius curse. Which is illegal!"

Amanda looked down thinking, "Hmm."

Hilary looked at her watch, "Well, I better go. It's already almost lunch and I have to help my dad."

Hermione stood up, "Yeah, I have to go to the library for awhile to do some work."

Amanda jumped up, "What? You guys are just going to leave me? Fine I'll go hang out with the guys."

"They're busy too. Harry and Ryan are thinking of new Quidditch strategies and Ron is in the trophy room cleaning them." Said Hilary.

Amanda frowned, "What the hell! What am I supposed to do then? Oh, I know. I'll go hang out with Darcy and Kristy."

"They're studying in the library with me." Said Hermione.

"What should I do then?" Grumbled Amanda.

"Why don't you study with them? Or you could hang out with your brother."

Amanda jumped up again, "Yeah! I think I'll go hang out with Forrest today. I haven't talked to him in a while."

BY THE LAKE

"Amanda sent me a note saying to meet her down by the lake. She takes forever, maybe she forgot?" Said Forrest to himself as he slowly walked around the lake.

"What are you doing here all by yourself?" Said Travis.

Forrest jumped, "What the hell! Don't sneak up on people like that."

Travis grinned, "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you."

Forrest kept walking, "You didn't scare me, you just surprised me."

Travis followed him, "It's getting kind of late you know."

Forrest glanced at him, "Why is it any of your business?"

"I just thought you'd like some company" Replied Travis.

"Well, Amanda is coming down soon and we're going to hang out."

Travis stopped walking, "Earlier today I heard her say something about meeting you by the Forbidden Forest."

Forrest stopped walking too, "Really? Well shit. I've been waiting here this whole time."

Travis laughed, "You better get going then, or you might be late."

Forrest turned around and headed for the forest, "I owe you one, see you later."

Travis looked after him smiling, "Yeah, no problem. Anytime."

He stood there watching Forrest until he disappeared in the light fog. Then he turned away smiling wickedly. Forrest ran to the edge of the woods and scanned the area. He saw nobody around. After a few minutes the fog began to thicken. A chill crept up his spine and he felt somebody near. He turned toward the trees, "Hello, is anyone there? Hello?"

"Hello." Said a familiar voice.

Forrest stepped closer to the trees, "Who the hell are you? If this is a joke it's not fucking funny. Come out and face me like a man you coward!"

The mystery person laughed, "You shouldn't be so rude, I just want to have a chat."

Forrest glared through the fog, "Oh? What about?"

"I've been watching you, Forrest. There is an emmence amount of potential within you."

"Potential?" Asked Forrest.

"Yes, you have so many abilities, that are dying to be used. You've been laughed at and made fun of your entire life. It's time for you to punish those who have hurt you. Time for you to show them your true power."

Forrest took a step back, "But, I don't want to hurt anyone."

"Lies. I know what you're really thinking. Release the anger and hatred that has been building up over the years. Learn to use and control your strengths."

"And how do you suppose I do that?" Said Forrest.

"Is that interest I sense? First we'd have to take certain steps to draw out your abilities. I will then teach you how to use and control them. Together we will rise up, and I'll give you a chance to punish your enemies."

Forrest raised his eyebrows, "And, what if I refuse?"

"If you refuse, than I will have to use the necessary force."

"You'd really go that far?" Asked Forrest.

"Forrest, like your parents, you have the potential to be great. With your power we will acheive our goals. Without you, we'd have to find another way. It would take much longer. If you don't want to give in without a fight, I guess I have no choice."

Forrest took another step back, "Wait, what are you going to do?"

"I'm sorry buddy. Don't get any hard feelings. What has to be done, must be done. Imperio!"

SNAPE'S OFFICE

Proffesor Snape was sitting at his desk marking papers when somebody knocked on the door. He looked at the clock. 6:00. "At least the boy knows enough to make sure he's on time." He said to himself, before saying, "Come in."

Travis opened the door and peeked inside. He looked around the office before entering. He closed the door behind him. Snape put his quill down and motioned for Travis to sit down, "You will be cleaning out my cabinets for me this evening. Labelling al of the potion ingredients correctly and putting them in order alphabetically. The only part you may use magic for is cleaning the cabinets themselves. The rest you must do by hand. You may start."

Travis walked over to the cabinets and started to take the ingredients off of the shelves. He worked in silence for a few moments before speaking, "Do you get students to clean things for you in detention often?"

The professor didn't look up from his papers as he replied, "It all depends on the severity of the offence and the disposition that I am in."

"What does disposition mean?"

"It means mood. Whatever mood I am in at the time." Replied Snape.

Travis nodded his head, "I see. What kind of potions do you use pepper for?"

Snape glanced at the small container that was in Travis' hand, "Pepper can be used in a variety of potions. The most common, being the sneezing potion. It causes the drinker to continue sneezing until he takes the appropriate antidont."

"Oh, what about..Tongue of Dog!? Like an actual dogs tongue?!"

Snape raised an eyebrow, "You come from Durmstrang and you don't know what that is?"

Travis turned to him, "Since we have to stay in school longer at Durmstrang, we do some classes every second year. Potions was one of those. I was only on my second year of Potions when I transferred to Hogwarts. Professor Growthfirk may have mentioned something about it one time or another. If she did, I wasn't paying attention."

"Why am I not surprised. Tongue of dog is a plant. It's used frequently for potions that require silence or secrecy. However if you brew it in a certain way, it can be used in a potion called Veritserum. A few drops of that would have even the Dark Lord spilling his secrets."

Travis labeled the bottle of Tongue of Dog before taking another container off of the shelf, "Eye of Newt is used in Felix Felicus, right?"

"Very good, yes, that is correct. Do you know what main ingredients a wizard should have in their Apothecary at all times? Or what the three main types of potions are?"

Travis finished labeling the container. Then he went to sit in front of Snape's desk, "If I answer those two questions correctly, may I use magic to do this?"

Snape raised an eyebrow, "A bet? Hmm, ok. But, you have to get both questions correct. One wrong and you lose."

Travis grinned, "I believe that their are ten ingredients that a wizard should have at all times, "Eye of Newt, Blindworms Sting, Lizards Leg, Howlets Wing, Tongue of Dog, Wool of Bat, Adders Fork, Toe of Frog, Scale of Dragon and Tooth of Wolf. Also, when you're collecting the ingredients a neat, clean cut ensures that plants or herbs will retain their full magical potency. For the second question, the three main types of potions are, Philtres; which are love potions, Draughts; which are healing potions. The last one is an Ointment; a potion that is rubbed on the skin. You have to ensure that you make a potion perfectly correct. One mistake, even a simple one, could cause different effects, serious injury and even death."

Snape was shocked by his students knowledge. Of course, he expected sixth years to be able to answer those questions. However, he didn't expect Travis to know them, "All that coming from someone who thought Tongue of Dog was an actual tongue from a dog. I either underestimated your knowledge, or you meant for me to?"

Travis got up and grinned, "Do whatever you can to get out of things you don't want to do. Even if it means pretending you're a complete idiot."

He pulled out his wand and with four very fast flicks of his wrist the job was done. He turned back to Snape smiling, "May I leave now prof-"

He stopped talking abruptly, the smile on his face faltered. He took a deep breath to compose himself, hitched a bigger smile on his face and started talking again, "May I leave now professor? I have something
I have to do."

Snape had not missed the sudden change in Travis' demeanor. He looked skeptical before nodding his nead and saying, "Yes, you may go. Take care not to give me reason to give you detention in the future."

Without looking back, Travis hurried out of Snape's office with a frustrated look on his face.

SECRET PLACE

"I've got a game plan going on here. You can't just summon me whenever you feel like it." Said Travis as he sat down on Voldemorts left.

Voldemort turned to him, "I hope this little "game plan" is going well."

Travis rolled his eyes, "Well, it was. When you called, I was in the middle of flashing one of my amazing smiles. It was the perfect moment and it was ruined."

"I'm sure you'll bounce back from it." Replied Voldemort.

Travis laughed, "Of course I will. I just don't see the point in me coming to these. They never involve me."

"I like to check up on your progress. I know you can reach us through the mirrors, but you can't blame me if I don't have any confidence in Wormtail relaying messages."

"I guess I can agree. I'm doing fine. I've switched from Dumbledore to the Gryffindors. The girl will be easy, her brother is another matter. I'll get him in the end though, I always do." Said Travis.

"That's why I hired you. You have a reputation for getting the job done. That reminds me, I have one more task for you. Downstairs you'll find a witch. She works at the Ministry and is highly connected. You're
job, is to get as much information from her as you can. Then you can kill her." Said Voldemort. Then he turned away.

Travis grinned. He stood up and headed downstairs. To be able to get anything out of someone, to crush them to the point of madness and then be able to coax them back to sanity. Only to start all over again, was the type of work that Travis excelled at. It's not that he liked to hurt these people, he didn't like to not hurt them either. He just didn't care. He didn't care that these people suffered, that they had families, that they didn't deserve to go this way. It was a job. And he would do it. No matter who or what it was. He opened the door and looked inside. The only light in the room was coming from the far corner. A single candle. Next to that candle huddled an elderly witch. Her hair was graying, the left lense was shattered in the glasses she wore. She was dressed in a thin robe, that was patchy and greying. He stepped inside. She looked up at the sound of the door closing, "W-who's there?"

Travis strode to the middle of the room, "I'm here to save you."

The witch started crying as she crawled towards him, "O-oh thank-you! Dear boy. I'm so g-grateful!"

"Hey lady?" Said Travis.

"Yes?"

Travis grinned, "I was only kidding. Crucio."

The old lady started to writhe and scream in pain, "Stop! Oh, please, make it stop!"

The pain stopped abruptly. Travis kneeled over her, "Will you answer every question that I have?"

"Y-yes." She sobbed.

Travis began to ask her questions about the Ministry. She answered them all as best she could. Travis stood up and walked towards the door. The witch crawled back to the corner, glad it was over. Travis
stopped before opening the door, "Oh. One more thing. Crucio."

From the floor above, Voldemort and the Deatheaters heard the screaming start. It was terrible, as if the witch was in the same room. Then, abruptly, the screaming stopped. They heard the stairs creak, and Travis strode in. Voldemort gazed into his eyes. Using legimacy he found out everything the witch had known. Travis grinned, "Well, that was fun."

Then he apparated back to Hogwarts.

GREAT HALL (DINNER)

Amanda ran up to the Gryffindor table in a panic, "You guys! Have you seen Forrest? I can't find him anywhere. He was supposed to meet me down by the lake. When I showed up, he wasn't there!"

Hilary looked at her, "Maybe he forgot?"

"Or maybe, he got really drunk and fell into the lake." Said Ryan.

Amanda frowned, "How can you say that?! How can you just laugh like that? What if he did?!"

Ryan turned to Ron smiling, "Then, it would be a truly sad moment for us all."

Hermione patted Amanda on the back, "Oh, Amanda. I'm sure he's just fine. Maybe Hilarys right. Maybe he did just forget."

"I don't think so. I have this really bad feeling. Like something bad happend. I'm really worried you guys." Said Amanda.

"Hello, you guys. How are you?" Came a voice from behind them.

Amanda whipped her head around, "Forrest! You're alive!"

Forrest stared at her, "Of course I am alive. Why would I not be alive?"

Ryan peered at him closely, "Why are you talking so weirdly? Are you ok, Forrest? Your eyes looked kind of glazed over."

Travis came up behind Forrest and sat down next to Harry. Forrest jumped up, "Well guys. I have got to go now. I will talk to you all later."

He walked away awkwardly, like he was fighting with himself. Travis looked at Amanda, "Your brother is weird. I saw him by the Forbidden Forrest talking to himself today."

"He's always doing weird things. I'm just glad he's not hurt or anything." Replied Amanda.

"Why would he be hurt?" Asked Travis.

"Well, he was supposed to meet me by the lake today. When I got there, I couldn't find him anywhere. I'm going to go and sit with him." Said Amanda as she got up.

She walked away and headed towards the Ravenclaw table.

Travis was about to follow when Harry grabbed his arm, "There's a trip to Hogsmeade tomorrow. I know you'll probably be going with the Slytherins. But, if you're not, would you like to come with us?"

"Sure. Sounds like a good time." Replied Travis.

Harry grinned, "Ok, meet us down by the lake. Is ten ok?"

Travis got up, "Yeah, I'll see you all there."

He headed to the Slytherin table. Harry watched him as he sat down next to Draco. Then he turned back to his friends and joined in on their conversation about Quidditch.

(end of day)