This is really not my best work. Okay, it kind of sucks and it's too short but I had this idea in my head and needed to get it out and I just love Albus Potter...

Just another potion

Albus' eyes widened.

"What happened?", he asked Professor Drake astonished.

"That's why I called you. Our potions master is not in the castle and you're the closest thing we've got."

Albus would've been honoured to be considered as good as his teacher but he was busy with keeping his stomach in place. The smell in the hospital wing made him sick.

"We don't know what happened and as you can see Miss Chase is unable to tell us", Professor Drake said.

Albus did indeed see it. "Miss Chase", as Professor Drake had called her, better known as Betty was covered with blisters all over her body. Her face was so swollen it was hard to tell that Betty was just a little girl in first year.

"Mrs Longbottom is also unable to help", Professor Drake nodded at the nurse, to her "Mrs Longbottom" to Albus "Auntie Hannah".

"Don't you have another potioneer to call onto?", Albus asked. "I'm sorry, Professor, but I hardly seem to be the right person for this job. I'm just a seventh year."

"A very capable seventh year as I hear", Professor Drake said.

Albus blushed.

"But you banned me from brewing outside of my class."

Professor Drake snorted. "You're a Potter. I know you've been doing it all these years, I'm not a fool, Mr. Potter. Now, can you help or not?"

Albus tried to ignore the smell coming from Betty and went over to her bed. Betty, the poor girl, tried to hide behind her blanket.

"I need to see, Betty. I'm sorry but otherwise I can't help you", Albus said softly.

Betty hesitated but then slowly she withdrew the blanket from her face.

Albus eyed her blisters.

"Can you help her?", Professor Drake asked.

"Yes, I think so. It's a quite easy potion that bewitched Betty", Albus said. "But I need a few ingredients which I don't have as a student."

"I will fetch them myself", Professor Drake said.

Albus told her what he needed.

As Professor Drake left the hospital wing she didn't notice two former headmasters in the painting on the wall who should not have been there.

"He grows up to fit his middle name", Albus Dumbledore told his companion looking at the seventh year boy in front of him.

Severus Snape snorted.

Albus Dumbledore chuckled. "You cannot deny that you have grown fond of that boy. He has the eyes of his grandmother after all."

Severus Snape didn't answer but his eyes followed Albus Severus Potter around the room as he prepared the potion.

It didn't even take him an hour to get the potion ready. Most of the time was wasted waiting for the Headmistress.

"This should do it", Albus nodded looking at his potion. "You'll look like yourself in a few, Betty."

He infused her a few drops and immediately her blisters retreated.

Albus turned to Professor Drake with a smile.

"Now, Professor, I've offended against your ban in front of your eyes", Albus said.

"Yes, yes. The ban no longer exists, okay?"

Albus grinned. "Yeah, quite okay."

"And now, off you go. You've been up way to long."

"Good-night, Professor", Albus said.

Professor Drake shook her head after him.