I would just like to say sorry for not updating. My only excuse is I'm coming up to my end of year exams. But I would like to thank ZeLuNatic22 for giving me the kick up the butt I needed.
March rolled around and it was time yet again for another Double Potions. Draco had passed around a copy of Witch Weekly he got from Pansy to show everyone the article on Potter. This caused a lot of laughs on the way to Potions and it continued when Potter and his two friends came up.
"There they are, there they are." Pansy giggled.
"You might find something to interest you in there Granger." Briana said as Draco tossed her the magazine, she looked down and saw her face on the cover. At that moment Snape opened the door and shooed them inside. Draco and Briana took their seats and Briana watched as the golden trio read the magazine under the table, whispering quickly and faces growing red while Snape was writing on the black board with his back turned.
"Severus you may want to check on the Golden Trio, there having a whispering conversation over there reading magazines under their desk." Briana told him.
Snape quickly turned around and smirk when it saw them, striding right over and standing behind them. Everyone was watching for Potter and his friends didn't even notice. Until Snape started to speak.
"Fascinating though your social life undoubtedly is, Miss Granger. I must ask you not to discuss it in my class. Ten points from Gryffindor." He drawled making them jump and the Slytherin's to laugh. Snape smirked at Briana before continuing.
"Ah…reading magazines under the table as well. A further ten points I think…oh but of course…Potter has to keep up with his press cuttings." He said while flipping open the magazine and scanning the page striding back over towards Briana desk.
"What do you think Miss Lestrange should we find out what is so important in here that they have neglected to do their work." He asked her. She casted a glance over towards them and they had a pleading face hoping she would help. Ha fat chance.
"Why yes Professor I think we'd all love to hear it." Briana said sitting down and putting her chin on her hand waiting for him to start. He gave a nod and the Slytherin's giggled.
"Harry Potter's Secret Heartache…dear, dear, Potter, what's ailing you now? A boy like no other, perhaps, yet a boy suffering all the usual pangs of adolescence, writes Rita Skeeter. Deprived of love since the tragic demise of his parents, fourteen-year-old Harry Potter thought he had found solace in his girlfriend at Hogwarts, Muggle-born Hermione Granger. Little did he know that he would shortly be suffering yet another emotional blow in a life already littered with personal loss. Miss Granger, a plain but ambitious girl, seems to have a taste for famous wizards that Harry alone cannot satisfy. Since the arrival at Hogwarts of Viktor Krum, Bulgarian Seeker Miss Granger has been toying with both boys' affections. Krum, who is openly smitten with the devious Miss Granger, has already invited her to visit him in Bulgaria over the summer holidays, and insists that he has never felt this way about any other girl. However, it might not be Miss Granger's doubtful natural charms that have captured these boys' interests. "She's really ugly," says Pansy Parkinson, a pretty and vivacious fourth-year student, "but she'd be well up to making a Love Potion, she's quite brainy. I think that's how she's doing it." Love Potions are, of course, banned at Hogwarts, and no doubt Albus Dumbledore will want to investigate these claims. In the meantime, Harry's well-wishers must hope that, next time, he bestows his heart on a worthier candidate.' How very touching," Snape sneered. Potter and Granger were both blushing furiously, while the Slytherin's howled with laughter. He rolled the magazine up and handed it to Briana who tucked it into her bag.
"Well I think I had better separate the three of you, so you can keep your minds on your potions rather than your tangled love lives. Weasley, you stay here, Miss Granger, over there, beside Miss Parkinson. And Potter- this table up front by my desk beside Miss Lestrange. Move. Now." Snape told them.
Potter was pissed when he dragged his stuff and sat next to Briana. Draco had slide over to the table behind them to sit with Crabbe and Goyle, to make room for Potter wishing Briana good luck. Snape sat at his desk watching Potter mash beetles and smirked at Briana who returned it. Briana was steps ahead of Potter on the potion already.
"All this press attention seems to have inflated your already over-large head Potter." Snape started quietly. Briana snorted while stirring her potion listening hard.
"You might be labouring under the delusion that the entire wizarding world is impressed with you. But I don't care how many times your picture appears in the papers. To me, Potter, you are nothing but a nasty little boy who considers rules to be beneath him." Snape said taunting him. Potter just ignored it. Briana was biting her lip hard trying not to laugh.
"So I give you fair warning, Potter. Pint sized celebrity or not- if I catch you breaking into my office one more time." Snape said in a deadly voice. That got Potter's attention.
"I haven't been anywhere near your office." Potter said angrily.
"Don't lie to me. Boomslang skin, Gillyweed, both come from my private stores, and I know who stole them." Snape hissed. Harry stared back at Snape not blinking.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Potter said and Briana knew he was lying about something.
"You were out of bed on the night my office was broken into. I know it, Potter! Now, Mad-Eye Moody might have jumped on the Harry Potter fan wagon, but I will not tolerate your behaviour. One more night time stroll into my office, Potter, and you will pay." Snape spat. Briana could see Potter roll his eyes.
"Right, I'll bear that in mind if I ever get the urge to go in there." Potter said coolly and Briana stared at him. Snape's eyes flashed and she knew he wanted to hex the boy. He plunged his hand into his pocket. Potter flinched for a moment until Snape pulled out a vial of Potion that Briana recognized immediately.
"Do you know what this is, Potter." Snape ask with dangerous eyes. I looked up and smiled and he saw it.
"No." Potter said and Briana looked at him like he was crazy.
"Amber could you enlighten Mr. Potter as to what this is." Snape said still looking at Harry.
"It's Veritaserum sir." Briana said and Snape nodded.
"Exactly, Veritaserum- a truth potion so powerful those three drops would have you spilling your innermost secrets for this entire class to hear. Unless you watch your step, you might just find that my hand slips right over your evening pumpkin juice. And then Potter, then we'll find out what you have to hide." Snape said before pocketing the vial back and going back to writing. Harry said nothing just continued to make his potion that was all wrong.
Briana went back to hers as well still smiling after that little display. Moments later a knock on the door startled everyone.
"Enter." Snape said. The door banged open and in walk none other than Igor Karkaroff striding up to Snape's desk.
"We need to talk." Karkaroff said in a quiet voice.
"I'll talk to you after my lesson, Karkaroff." Snape muttered.
"I want to talk now, while you can't slip off, Severus. You've been avoiding me." Karkaroff replied. Briana raised her head to look at him.
"After the lesson." Snape snapped. Karkaroff looked put out but stayed in the back of the classroom till it was over. Briana cleaned her station when Potter knocked over something spilling it all over Brianna's shoes and her now clean station.
"You idiot." she hissed as they both bent down to clean it up.
"Sorry." Potter said but she knew he was trying to listen.
"What is so urgent?" Snape hissed when he thought everyone was gone.
"This." Karkaroff said pulling up his sleeve showing the dark mark. Potter moved to look around the desk. Briana caught him and yanked him back by his collar.
"Don't snoop and finish cleaning this shit up." she hissed at him.
"I want to hear." Potter whined.
"It is none of your concern." Briana whispered back.
"Well do you see? It's never been this clear, never since." Karkaroff was saying.
"Put it away." Snarled Snape.
"Severus, Potter is still here with me listening. I'm trying to stop him from looking at his arm." Briana told him.
"But you must have noticed." Karkaroff began agitated.
"We can talk later, Karkaroff." Spat Snape. "Potter! What are you doing?"
Briana and Potter both stood. Briana and Karkaroff had a glaring contest for a moment before he turned heel and left.
"Clearing up my mess, sir." Potter said innocently. Briana rolled her eyes and waved her wand cleaning up her shoes.
"This idiot spilt shit all over the floor and desk after I already cleaned up." Briana spat towards Potter.
"It was a bloody accident." Potter spat back.
"Yeah so you can eavesdrop." Briana said moving towards him as his face turned red.
"That's enough get out Potter." Snape snapped and Harry flew out of the room.
"How much did he hear?" Snape ask her.
"All of it I'm sure. I yanked him back when he tried to get a look at Karkaroff's arm though so I don't think he saw anything." Briana told him and he nodded. She left after that for dinner.