Chapter 8
I don't own Harry Potter nor am I making any money from this fanfiction.
A/N: Anything in bold is a direct quote from the books. Sorry to anyone who didn't understand the joke.
The rest of the lesson went by without incident and at the end of it, Harry walked out of there and felt like he had actually learnt something.
Then came the second lesson, Potions. It wasn't like Harry wasn't looking forward to Potions, as he was, it was just the way Snape acted in the last timeline. But Harry had a suspicion that Snape would be more reserved as he (Harry) is a Slytherin.
So, just like before Snape strode into the classroom like an oversized bat and said, "There will be no foolish wand waving in this class." Then proceeded to do roll-call. When he reached Harry's name, his upper lip curled in contempt, "Harry Potter. Our… New… Celebrity." He carried on then when he finished he said. "You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of potionmaking. As there is little foolish wand-waving here, many of you will hardly believe this is magic. I don't expect you will really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses... I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death - if you aren't as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach." Harry and Draco shared incredulous looks as if to say, 'Is this really our Head of House?' They then turned back around and heard Snape say, "POTTER! What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"
Harry quickly answered, "A sleeping potion so powerful it is known as the Draught of Living Death," Snape quicklyasked another question, "Where would you look if I told you to find me a bezoar?"
"The stomach of a goat sir."
This continued for a few minutes until Snape finally conceded defeat after a question about Monkswood and Wolfbane. He then turned around a wrote on the board and wrote on it the recipe for a simple potion to cure boils. "Well, what are you waiting for? Get on with it!"
Harry quickly flicked his wand at the board then down at a piece of paper (A trick he had learnt from his mother's journals and portrait in the other timeline) and then hurried to get the ingredients. Harry then brewed the potion perfectly and just as he was putting the final ingredient into his cauldron, Snape walked past his cauldron and hissed, "Wrong thing Potter, use the powdered beetle eyes if you are so intent on using your mother's methods." Harry looked up and discretely nodded in thanks and continued making sure to add the right ingredient this time. Soon it was the end of the lesson and Harry, Draco and Daphne walked out of the classroom to lunch. When Harry sat down Draco asked, "What did Snape tell you? I heard something about your mother."
"Oh, he was only telling me that I was doing something wrong." Draco was about to ask what that had to do with his mother, then remembered about his promise to Daphne and closed his mouth. Daphne noticed this and smiled.
When lunch was finished they went to Herbology and learnt all about Venomous Tentacula and its healing properties. Then it was time for Defence Against the Dark Arts. As they entered the room the first thing they noticed was the overpowering smell of garlic (supposedly to ward off a vampire), and the lack of a teacher. When they had all sat down and gotten comfortable Professor Quirrel swept into the room and stuttered out, "G-g-g-good m-m-m-morning c-c-class, h-h-how are w-w-we t-t-today?" The class all intoned, "Good, Professor Quirrel."
"E-e-excellent, S-so t-t-today w-w-will b-be a p-p-practical l-l-lesson." He said looking terrified at the thought of doing a practical lesson. They all cheered and followed him to the staff room. They all filed in and stood in a line until Quirrel said, "Now then, who wants to be my volunteer," without the stutter the class was used to. They all stood shocked as Quirrel waited for an answer. "Well then, if you don't want to co-operate I guess I will have to choose one of you!"
A/N: Sorry to leave you all on a cliff hanger like this I just couldn't help it. Hope you enjoyed.
-Brad
