A/N: Whoa, I'm so sorry I haven't updated in FOREVER! I've been at camp and the camp I went to was pretty primitive. Campers aren't allowed to have electronics – I don't know how I survived that long without my computer. –shudders-
Chapter 14
Hermione gave Draco a smile and walked back to her seat, followed by the stares of the entire class.
Harry looked confused and Ron was livid. Why the hell would Hermione thank Draco bloody Malfoy?! And nicely
"Hermione, what the hell was that?" Ron asked, practically shouting.
"I'm right here Ronald, you don't have to shout in my ear," Hermione said.
Ron glared at her. "I will shout if I bloody want to," Ron said, although his voice was much softer. "What was that whole, 'thanks Draco' thin-"
"That will be ten points from Gryffindor for talking during class, Mr. Weasley." Snape had entered the room and decided to begin the class with a good start – which means bad for the Gryffindors.
"Bloody git," Ron mumbled under his breath.
"Today we'll be doing something slightly different. I will be pairing you up with another student and the two of you will follow the instructions on the board as usual. The difference is, these instructions stop halfway through. Hopefully you'll remember enough information from when we covered theoretical potions to identify the potion and then complete it. Your partners are as follows. Weasley, Nott. Longbottom, Zabini. Bullstrode, Thomas. Granger, Parkinson. Brown, Finnigan. Goyle, Patil. Potter, Malfoy."
Hermione sighed and walked over to Pansy Parkinson.
Pansy sneered when Hermione put her bag down next to her. "Do it all by yourself. I refuse to help a mudblood like you."
"Glad to hear it," Hermione responded. "You'd mess up the potion."
Pansy glared as Hermione went to the supplies cupboard to get ingredients.
Hermione smiled triumphantly. Not only had she correctly identified the potion before anyone else had.
Snape, seeing Hermione and Pansy doing nothing walked over and asked, "May I inquire as to why the two of you aren't working?"
"I – I mean, we're done professor," Hermione replied.
Snape smiled (never a good sign). "Really? The potion you were supposed to make was Cholitair a very simple potion that allows you to change the color of your hair. To see if you brewed it correctly, why don't you test it, Ms. Granger?"
By now they had the full attention of the entire class.
Hermione nodded and reached out her hand to grab some mertylfyle – an ingredient that (when added to the potion) would turn her hair blonde.
"Did I tell you to add any more ingredients to the potion Ms. Granger?" Snape demanded.
"No sir, but I was just adding the component that would cause my hai-"
"Ms. Parkinson, please add the ingredients to change the color of Ms. Granger's hair. You can make it any color," Snape said, interrupting Hermione.
Pansy grinned. Planning to turn Hermione's hair green, Pansy collected all the plants she could find that were any shades of green and dumped them into the cauldron.
"Go ahead Ms. Granger," Snape commanded.
Hermione was nervous. "Um, professor? I'm not sure it's saf-"
"Ten points from Gryffindor for contradicting a teacher," Snape said, interrupting for the second time. "I suggest you drink it otherwise it will be detention."
Hermione sighed and put the potion in a vial. Looking at the disgusting contents Hermione groaned. It looked like olive colored mud, which is definitely not appetizing.
Deciding to get it over with, Hermione emptied the vial; fighting the urge to throw it all up.
Hermione took a piece of her hair and held it out in front of her face. There was no change in color at all.
Hermione looked around uneasily.
When the potion started to take effect, gasps went around the room. Hermione and Malfoy were both slowly being lifted into the air.
"What the hell?" Malfoy yelled.
A second later, the two students were sent flying towards each other, faster then any one's eyes in the room could follow.
A/N: hehe, did you guys like the name of the potion? Cholitair … sounds like a pokemon. Hehehe.
Peace.