Disclaimer: The Harry Potter Series (1997-2007) and any characters and original locations within the books belong to JK Rowling. I own my original characters and my plot twists. I am not trying to pass any of these characters or copyrighted ideas off as my own and therefore it isn't plagiarism or copyright infringement.


Chapter Eleven – Potions as Punishment

Leo made his way to lunch with a mumbling Draco behind him. He quickly sat at the table and ignored the loud whispering rounding the table about Harry. He ignored the conversation between Harry, Hermione, and Ron about everyone's stupidity, and he ate quickly so that he finished eating and left shortly after the three friends. However, instead of going to Gryffindor tower with the rest of them, he headed straight for the library to finish the mountain of homework before it continued to pile up. He started with the easy twelve inch essay on the properties of Moonstone. He knew that they were used in many love potions as well as the Draught of Peace. He quickly located the library's copy of the Encyclopedia of Potion Ingredients. Moonstone was known to have soothing, calming, and loving energy, which explains is use in love potions and calming draughts. The scroll didn't take too long for him to finish. His scroll on the Giant Wars didn't take too much time either between reviewing his notes from class and finding a few history texts on the subject. He was left with his Ancient Runes translations; however he packed his items up in his side bag knowing he could tackle that item the next day. Plus he needed to get to the tower before it was too late so that he could switch dormitories with Seamus.

As soon as he walked into the Gryffindor common room, he approached Seamus, "So, did you want to go and move those items now?"

Seamus looked over at where Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat in the corner of the room. He cleared his throat, "Yes, let's go do that before I have to deal with that instable fool for another night."

He followed him up the stairs, "Well, perhaps you need to look at where he's coming from. He was one of three people in that maze. Krum was placed under the imperious curse by the man impersonating Mad Eye, my friend Fleur was quickly incapacitated by him, Cedric would've been if Harry hadn't blasted him free, and the two of them worked together. Harry was the one who suggested they take the cup together not knowing it was a portkey, it having been illegally made. They ended up in a graveyard that Harry recognized in his dreams where one of the dark lords followers killed Cedric at his command. Harry was then put through a horrible rite where his blood was used to resurrect the man who was responsible for his parents' murder. That monster then called his still faithful servants to his side before Harry who was still restrained to a statute. After their arrival, he told Harry that he'd die because he could touch him. He forced a fourteen year old Harry to duel with him and with some miracle of similar wand cores, Harry's disarming charm locked with Voldemort's killing curse. The last people killed with his wand appeared as echoes, which means he not only sees his dead parents Cedric also. The apparition of him requested Harry bring his body back, and thus Harry lands back at Hogwarts with the cup and a dead Cedric."

Seamus growled, "So says the liar. For all we know he killed Cedric in the maze."

"No, I've seen Harry's memories. Do you think he would've gone into that much detail with anyone other than Dumbledore? He doesn't like to talk about what happened because he was traumatized by it." He watched as Seamus delicately removed the posters from his wall. "You might want to just pack quickly with magic and move the trunk into my room. I'm already packed, well I never really unpacked." Leo pointed to his shoulder bag.

"You have everything in there?"

Leo chuckled, "Undetectable Extension Charm, I have to admit that I'm not the one who placed it on the bag but it comes in handy." He watched as Seamus waved his wand and instead of moving the items into his trunk they exploded. Once everything of Seamus' was packed, he showed him his bed in the other dormitory, before walking back into his new room. He levitated his trunk out of his bag and placed it at the end of his bed. He tacked up a few posters of famous Seekers when Harry walked into the room rubbing his head.

"What are you doing in here?" he grumbled.

Leo stared at him, "I talked Seamus into switching dorm rooms with me. So, I guess that's one more who believes you sharing a room with you."

"Yeah well, I'm going to bed."

"It looks like you need it. I'm pretty beat as well, apparently impersonating Draco takes a lot out of a person, but I scored a detention for him and unfortunately me." Leo climbed into bed and stifled a yawn.

"Yeah, Ron told me about your little trick," Harry admitted getting ready for bed.


Leo was quiet during breakfast wondering what the day would bring. He walked by himself to their double charms. He listened with interest when the small Professor Flitwick stood atop his stack of books to see over his desk. After giving his speech on the importance of O.W.L.s and the effect they have on ones future. They then spent the rest of charms class reviewing summoning charms, which were likely to come up during the exams. They then left the room with the request of working out a countercharm for Charms homework.

During their Transfiguration class with the Ravenclaws, Professor McGonagall shared her strong beliefs that everyone in the class had the potential to achieve an O.W.L. in Transfiguration. She even put Longbottom at ease, stating that he just lacked confidence in the subject. She then covered vanishing spells that were easier than conjuring spells, which wouldn't be covered until N.E.W.T. level Transfiguration, but that vanishing spells were still some of the most difficult spells they would be tested on during their O.W.L.s. Harry and Ron found that to be true as neither one successfully vanished their snail by the end of class and were assigned the homework to practice the spell. Hermione excelled at the spell and managed it in three attempts. Leo, who found Transfiguration his strongest subject, managed to vanish his on his fourth try. Leaving Hermione and him the only two not assigned the homework in the class.

After spending his lunch hour in a secluded spot in the Library tackling his extensive charms homework and his Ancient Runes homework, he headed to care of Magical Creatures with Ron and Harry. They were in the library working on the potions essay as Hermione seemed mad at them regarding some hat comment that Leo wasn't present to hear, but heard Ron complaining about it in the library. They walked down to the lesson and quickly realized that it was another lesson with Slytherin.

After making sure everyone was there, Professor Grubbly-Plank asked if anyone could name the creatures in the center of the clearing. They were stick like creatures that Lavender and Parvarti were busy Ooohing and Ahhing about, which caused the professor to sharply reprimand them for being loud. She then noticed Hermione's hand up to answer her question and requested she answer.

"Bowtruckles," Hermione smiled. "They're three-guardians, usually live in wand trees."*

"Five points for Gryffindor," Professor Grubbly-Plank praised. "Yes, these are Bowtruckles and, as Miss Granger rightly says, they generally live in trees whose wood is of wand quality. Anybody know what they eat?"*

Hermione answered, "Wood lice." Leo noticed the brow rice like substance the professor had been tossing at them was moving. "But fairy eggs if they can get them."*

"Good girl, take another five points."* The professor then proceeded to explain that when approaching a tree inhabited by said creatures one should carry wood lice to placate them, especially if one needed wood from that tree. As without it, and if one angered them it was likely they would gauge a humans eyes out with their sharp fingers. She then stated she wanted them to split into groups of three and take a bowtruckle and some woodlice with them and to draw the creature. Of course Hermione, Ron, and Harry made up a group, so Leo teamed up with Neville and Fay Dunbar.

He had the unfortunate task of sitting within hearing distance of Draco and his two dimwitted dunderheads Crabbe and Goyle. "Yes," his clear drawl carried, "Father was talking to the Minister just a couple of days ago, you know, and it sounds as though the Ministry's really determined to crack down on substandard teaching in this place. So even if that overgrown moron does show up again, he'll probably be sent packing straight away."*

Leo couldn't help but pop off while continuing to draw the creature before him, "Yeah well, your Death Eater father would probably prefer we learned the Dark Arts rather than defense against them. I wouldn't trust the Ministry if they're taking any educational advice from that man, well unless they were discussing potions as I'm aware he was quite proficient in that subject."

"Stop talking as if you know my father! Just because you resemble us, doesn't mean you know anything!"

"Oh, what's the matter Drakie-poo, don't like it when people speak ill of the father you idealize even when it's true?" He teased almost finishing his drawing as class was close to wrapping up.

"You know you really shouldn't be pushing the buttons of a prefect unless you like detention," Draco warned.

Leo feigned innocence, "Me never! Then again, you need to learn not to push the buttons of someone who could easily impersonate you and land you in detention like tonight."

As class ended, Draco stormed off with his gang following closely behind him. Leo followed the rest of the Gryffindors toward Herbology with Hufflepuff where the fourth year Gryffindors and Ravenclaws were leaving the greenhouse. Once class started Professor Sprout stressed the importance of O.W.L.s and assigned an essay for homework. Leo made his way to dinner early with Harry, Hermione, and Ron because he also had detention after dinner. He only wondered what Snape had for detention; apparently Umbridge was too busy with Harry's detention to prescribe theirs and thus left it in the hands of Snape. He left an hour after Harry and met up with Draco on the way to Snape's office in the dungeon. Draco was silent on the way down and knocked when they reached the closed door.

He mused, "Well, since the two of you both seem proficient in potions, I will assign you each one to complete. If one of you doesn't correctly complete the potion then you will be required to reorganize the ingredient cupboard."

Leo smiled, "Okay, so we have potions for punishment. What do you want me to brew?"

His voice remained board as he handed each of them a piece of parchment, "You will each follow the directions on the parchment exactly."

Leo read his parchment, "But this is a N.E.W.T level potion, you're just trying to set me up to fail. What do I remind you of James Potter, as well?"

He raised an eyebrow, "No, James had dark hair."

Leo shook his head, "I didn't think you were capable of a joke," and collected the ingredients for the potion: Crushed Snake Fangs, Moondew, Wormwood, Asphodel, Valerian roots, Sopophorous bean, and Sloth brain. He started following the directions but when it came time to add the juice of the Sopophorous bean it jumped around as he tried to cut it. He quickly got frustrated and crushed the thing with the blade of his knife and squeezed the bugger into the potion. He continued to follow the directions, but in the end his potion wasn't perfect but it seemed acceptable. Snape turned his nose down at the potion and checked on Draco's potion, which turned out to be the antidote Wiggenweld Potion, the easier potion to concoct.

"Well Leo, I must admit that you did acceptable following those inaccurate directions. Draco, you did perfectly well, though I admit your directions didn't have any inaccuracies."

Leo rolled his eyes, "Sure give me the potion you've perfected by making slight alterations with the original directions. Have you ever considered having your alterations published?"

Snape huffed, "No, dismissed."

Leo walked out of the room and muttered, "He's just wasting his potential."

Draco rolled his eyes, "Do you think he'd really be teaching here if he were that talented?"

Leo smirked, "Yes, if obtaining a position here was to insure that Lord Voldemort had a spy inside of Hogwarts. He took the position only a couple of months before that fateful Halloween night."

"You're pretty untrusting for a Gryffindor."

"Only when it comes to Slytherins, and it's been that way since Godric and Salazar had their disagreement. Our houses have been rivals since. So, I'm guessing your father has been busy bribing and fulfilling Voldemort's request to give you too much attention this summer. However, I'm sure your dear mother is still sending you care packages and spoiling you rotten," Leo accused heading up the stairs.

"You know nothing."

"Sure and you weren't considering becoming an Auror or a Healer this summer," Leo turned around to notice Draco's eyes bug out and laughed. "Oh, yes I was there. Did I mention I'm a dream walker?"


The rest of the week went by with Harry getting back from detention after everyone had already gone to bed. At one point Leo was curious as to what was going on in that office. When he fell asleep Wednesday night, he did his first dream walking that was separate from visiting Draco. He was surprised at how easily he walked through the corridors toward the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom and the evil toad's office. He walked through the door and saw Harry quietly sitting there writing lines in silence. He approached around the back and noticed that every time Harry wrote out, "I must not tell lies" it carved into his hand. Leo quickly left the room completely disgusted that anyone would be put through a form of torture like that.

On his way back to his sleeping body he happened upon Draco doing his rounds. The mischievous part of his personality, that couldn't help but give his brother a hard time, flared up once more. He floated above where Draco was and howled, "I know what you're up to Draco. Do not think the spirits of this school do not know your true alliance. You want to be just like him. You adore him and anything that gives you power as a pureblood, but know that you will lose. You're intent is evil and thus you'll lose."

Draco looked around the corridor. He attempted to hide his fear by using his best authoritative tone, "Who's there. Show yourself. I'm a prefect and I can give you detention."

Leo cackled, "No you can't. You have no proof that I was out of bed, Drakie-poo."

His eyes widened, "Leo, you're dream walking again, aren't you?"

Leo slipped down to touch his phantom feet on the corridor floor, "Maybe I am, or maybe you're just going around a twist."

Draco's stormy eyes narrowed, "I'm not loopy."

He sign songed, "Continue to follow the path you're on and you'll end up in Saint Mungo's for mental deterioration."

Draco growled, "The more I get to know you the more I loathe you."

Leo smiled, "That's only because deep down you hate yourself."

He crossed his arms, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"If you have to ask, you're in denial." Leo disappeared as he woke up in bed as Harry trudged into the bedroom. "Harry, you should really tell someone about what that toad of a professor is doing."

Harry's green eyes turned to face him before flopping onto his bed, "How do you know what she's doing?"

Leo coughed, "I'm a dream walker and I kind of saw you doing lines with your own blood and that black feathered quill."

Harry raised an eyebrow, "You're a what?"

"It's like sleep walking without your body," he shrugged.

"How did you learn how to do that?"

"I don't think it's something one can learn. I've been doing it for a bit but it's been mostly centered on Draco. It was just recently that I was able to wander the building I was in. Maybe it still had something to do with Draco. We have the same magical aura, so that might be why I can do it. I guess sometimes when two people are magically tied, weird dreams and connections form. Draco was patrolling tonight when I checked on you, so I think that's the link to my ability," he rolled on his side to face the wall.

"So, when there's a magical connection one could be having weird dreams about long hallways and locked doors?" Harry mused.

Leo turned back round to face him and grabbed his wand. He performed a quick and silent Legilimens. His mind filled with Harry's dreams and he quickly realized the truth, "Harry, those aren't normal dreams. There is a connection between you and him. He's fixated on that door and wants whatever's behind it."

He whispered, "The weapon."


A/N: Part of me wanted to have Leo offer to teach Harry Occlumency, but I think that those lessons still need to occur between him and Snape. Hmm but maybe he'll pick up when Snape ends them early.

* All of this dialog is quoted from chapter thirteen of The Order of the Phoenix (2003) and thus belongs to JK Rowling, page259-260 of my copy respectively.