For the next two days, I worked with Professor Snape regulating the growth potion and then writing up the papers for Mr Malfoy to sign, I sat down in front of Lucius Malfoy who looked at me with a pleasant smile on his face, His eyes flashed with an assumption of what I would say to him, I smiled "Mr Malfoy I have come with a answer to your question."I pulled out my papers that where just signed by my witness ( Professor Snape) and pushed them to Mr Malfoy who's eye brow rose "I agree but on my terms."I stated leaning back a little.
His eyes widened then he covered it up with his amused smirk "Very well Miss Wood"He said as he pulled out a quil but I stopped him handing him a muggle pen "I think this will do very well in signing, I have to be careful when I make signed agreements with people Mr Malfoy, You understand." I said with a smile as he looked surprised again but then his face twisted into a smirk that was a replica of his sons "Of course, How... Muggle."He said commenting about the pen that sat on the table "It is very muggle but also very permanent."I stated as I moved the pen closer to him with the tip of my finger as to say, Hurry up and sign it is just a pen not a rat.
His nose curled as he grabbed the pen and signed without even reading the contract, I smirked and then turned it into a smile as he looked up "Thank you Mr Malfoy, I know that you where expecting me to still with a Gryfindor loyalty but in all honesty I picked the better path." I said as He nodded "I did expect you to say no and curse at me when I first brought it up. Severus I believe that what ever you have been doing to this girl to continue she is becoming a very proud lady."Malfoy said I could tell he was taking his leave which in all honesty was good for me, "Walk me to the floo?"Malfoy said it Snape who nodded, I watched as he left with a raised nose and that blasted cane barely tapping the floor as he walked down the stairs. I picked up the contract and pen with a grin, I had placed four different charms for this pen including a permeant sealing spell which seals the ink to the parchment making it impossible to get off.
Also I always wanted to watch Malfoy Write with something so Muggle, I gave a silent laugh as I walked down the hall and into the drawing room where the two owls sat "Hello Pumpkin."I said to the pumpkinish owl that sat in its cage watching me with curious eyes. I smiled at my sweet bird and then eyed Snapes owl that looked more like a hawk than a owl, It bit too. I was about to leave as Dobby grabbed my leg making me trip and fall almost on my face, He was squeaking and hitting himself with my shoe cursing how bad he was "Bad Dobby, Dobby knows better than to listen, Bad Dobby." He repeated over and over again until I turned around and grabbed my shoe making him slap himself viscously on the forehead
He rocked back on his butt and stared at me, I felt awful and before I could apologize he leapt up and gave me a hug "Oh thank you Mistress for punishing Dobby, You do it so much better than I. "He said, "... Right Dobby answer me truthfully what did you need to punish yourself for?"I asked him, He looked scared but answered "Oh Dobby was very bad, I listened in on a private conversation miss."He said his ears drooping a little I frowned and then my hairs on my neck stood up on end. " Mr Malfoys and Snapes?"I asked carefully He nodded his ears wagging back and forth "What was it about.."I asked then Dobby looked up his face set in worry "Miss Dobby heard Master Malfoy telling Master Snape that he was going to harm Harry Potter."My eyes widened and I looked shocked "Oh Dobby don't know what to do miss, He needs guidance."He stuttered.
"Protect him"I muttered as Dobby nodded his body filled with determination "Harry Potter shall not get harms Dobby Promises Miss Snape." He stated bowing, I nodded "Good, Also for the fourth time it is Wood not Snape."I said sliding my shoe back on and left the drawing room. I sighed as I walked into my room and then looked on the table at the mound of summer home work, I winced as I realized that half was potions, I picked up a note and in the harsh chicken scratch it said 'Just because you are staying here dosen't mean you shall slack in work, Also I would expect even more from you.', Oh yuck.
I flipped through the mess of Parchment on my bed and started to organize the work, Transfiguration is four scroll essays on the importance and history of Transfiguration and a extra addition because of detention, Lets just say the end of the year Prank was stopped as Professor McGonagal heard my speech to the twins which earned me an extra essay on the misuse of Magic and its consequences. I cocked my head to the side as a introduction just popped into my head, I grabbed my Quill and a black piece of Parchment, For Many years magic has been used either for good or bad judgement by many wizards some had severe consequences like the Warlock in the classic children's tale The Warlocks Hairy Heart, Or less severe consequences like temporary green hair or elongated teeth. I know as a young witch that I will have many chances of where my moral compass will be forced to decide what is right or wrong, I hope that I will choose the right direction if not then I will have to live with the consequences of my actions.
I pulled the quill away happy with my choice of words in the introduction, I quickly jotted down some ideas then turned to the stack again, I noticed that Herbology had a short essay on muggle healing plants which I could complete in a few minutes since I already knew the five I needed, I placed it in the left stack along with my detention essay. I found a Muggle Studies list of questions, I snickered as one was Name the importance of a light bulb Okay so I might be lazy but I find that class hilarious to hear Professor Burbage go on and on about Muggle things and wars. I placed that directly on the easy pile and then multiple questions on Defense against the Dark Arts which I placed on the easy pile, Quirrell never gave hard work.
Then I found five pages of Potions work, I groaned as I saw all of them to be at least two pagers at least! I found three to be hands on work and I frowned I got up with the three and headed down into the Study where I found Snape at his desk scratching away on his parchment, "I see you have found you're extra work, I want you to do the three potions on you're own and then tell me where you may have went wrong or how you could perfect it and try to do so if you manage to get it right."He said barely turning around.
"But Professor I can't do a Befuddlement Draught nor create a Calming Draught either!"I said as Snape stopped writing to turn to me his dark eyes darkened and his mouth twisted and I knew I was about to get it "Then who is the one making the potions those Weasley brats use, They haven't been to Madame Pomfrey since Christmas, You where the one to find a potions book that I myself had check out and perfected most if not all of the potions in that book. May I point out that you still have not gave it back?"He sneered and I looked away knowing he had me. "I am the one Professor but those are easy potions, Not the Draught of the Living Dead, That is a sixth year potion.", "I am very aware of this Isobel."He snapped.
"Why?"I asked I pulled a strand of my hair back behind my ear and he looked to be contemplating something before he gave me his answer "You're not a dunderhead." I nodded and left him to whatever he was doing, Yet again I left Snape feeling better about myself than I did before, I felt as if I could do the Draught of the living dead. I placed them in a pile all for itself and the looked at the two mandatory ones two simple essays, One on the purpose of Belladonna and Billy-wig parts, The other was a question asking for us to write down from memory how to make a Boil-cure Potion. I winced as I remembered that painful experience well not for me but for poor Neville who messed up the potion and ended up loosing a cauldron, Table, chair, and needed a Boil-cure Potion, But it proved that I was right about sitting far away from Nevile as possible.
I rolled my eyes as I looked at my piles, I decided to start on them tomorrow because well who wants to do homework when it is SUMMER! I placed the piles on the desk and picked up the letter from Percy, I frowned and decided that could wait tomorrow too, I frowned and suddenly I felt tried and I decided and tomorrow would come sooner than I wanted.