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Chapter Ten

Evil Roots

Author's note: Yep that perfume was a madness elixir that was concocted by someone bad. Can you guess who'd do something like that? Hmmm…well it's not him but you'll see who it is in a few chapters.

"Harry." Ron said pulling his sleeve. Harry looked up. He was on the floor.

"Where's Sirius! Did I kill him!" Harry yelled. Seamus, Dean and Neville were there.

"Er there's no Sirius here Harry." Ron laughed nervously. "You must have had a bad dream."

Ron dragged Harry out to the common room.

"What are you talking about?" Ron said.

"There was a box on my bed. I opened it and Sirius came. I began strangling him but you stopped me."

"Um Harry. There was no Sirius in our room today. Sirius went to Dumbledore's office and he's been there the whole time."

Harry looked around. Am I going crazy, he thought.

"Let's go to Dumbledore." Ron said.

"No!" Harry yelled. Harry huddled into a corner. Ron stared at him.

"First you see messages in your grape leaves no one else can see. Then you go crazy upstairs. Harry if this is about last year."

Harry ran. He ran from Ron, from the room as fast as he could and that was very fast. It was a good thing that Professor Kevaris bumped into him or he would have ran all the way out.

"Potter! What are you doing out of bed past curfew."

"Nothing Professor."

"Come have a spot of butterbeer with me."

"Okay."

They stepped into a small office.

Harry sipped the hot butterbeer and sighed.

"Did you know Mr. Potter that I used to teach your parents."

"Really?"

"Oh yes. Fine students they were."

Harry really didn't know much to say. Professor Kevaris sighed.

"Professor Dumbledore told me about the third task last year Harry. You were just like your father, brave and caring. But what would you expect from Lily and James' son. Of course I'm sure you knew that."

"Yes." Harry began to feel that same feeling he had had before in his dream, hands twitching to be on Professor Kevaris neck.

"Once James told me, when we were part of the Order, that meeting your mother and marrying her was the most bravest thing he's done." He laughed softly.

Harry looked at his wrinkle torned face and those mournful blue eyes.

"You-Know-Who has caused a lot of mischief to our kind. But we've also learned that loss brings people together."

"Not always. Fudge still thinks we're trying to pull a stunt."

"That's why his name is Fudge. Harry ignorance and fear are on the same tree."

"Well I'd better be going." Harry said getting up.

"Mr. Potter." Professor Kevaris began.

"Yes?"

"Are you sure your all right?"

Harry nodded.

"Well then off with you."

That Monday, Harry was still a bit tired and his muscles ached. It didn't help that he had Potions. It also didn't help that Malfoy was insulting them.

"So Weasley I heard your mom nearly died when she heard your father got a promotion. What did he follow around Fudge to get that one on his belt."

"Shut up Malfoy." Ron said looking away.

"Malfoy, how many people did your father threat to get to his job?" Hermione asked.

"How very funny Granger." Malfoy laughed. Then he turned to Crabbe and Goyle.

"Of course I'm sure you've all heard about the new Professor. They say he's Muggle born."

"So?" Hermione said angrily.

"Of course you'd favor him Granger. You are after all Mudbloods."

"You're just jealous that Hermione's the witch you'll never be." Ron said.

"Oh please you're making me vomit." Malfoy said. He turned to Harry and smiled wickedly, which for Malfoy was very often confused with usual smirk.

"Potter what's the matter aren't you going to join in our little fun?"

"What?"

"Pay attention Potter. Your friends here say that I'm wrong about purebloods. What do you suppose Potter?"

Harry looked at Hermione and Ron.

"I think…"

"Come on Harry say it." Ron said.

"You don't agree with Malfoy?" Hermione said in a hurtful way.

"I think you all should grow up." Harry said to Malfoy. Just then Snape entered the room.

"Silence." Every one looked up. Snape looked a bit tired but still mean and cruel.

"Snape's back." Ron muttered.

"Open your book that I assigned and do activity one." Snape said. "NOW!" Books flew open and Harry could feel the tension in the room. They had never read books in the class before even though they had to make potions. Harry looked up to see Snape glaring at Harry angrily. Harry narrowed his eyebrow and Snape opened his book and started writing letters.

"That's two points off Gryffindor for Mr. Weasley's smart remark.

Ron sighed and Harry began to work. Another day in class.