In the potions dungeon

Disclaimer: Boy you'd think by the fifth chapter I didn't have to write this anymore! Well anyway, none of these characters are mine. (Though I'd gladly take them off the hands of JKR and JW!) Oh and I stole a few lines of dialogue from Matilda. She's RD's character. Make that a few words. LOL.

A/N: I realize the other chapter was REALLY short, but it was a bit long with all the comments at the bottom. Keep reviewing people!! Flames are welcome as well, but I prefer constructive criticism. Ahh those flames crack me up. Ummm...this chapter I didn't proof-read too well...there's probably a lot of mistakes. Sorry.

Ron slid into his potions seat just in time. He began to get his equipment out as Snape lectured them.

"Today we are learning about the use of scorpion pedipalps in a simple reviving potion. Now as you know..."

"Why'd she hold you back?" whispered Harry to his red-haired friend.

"I'll tell you later." Ron hissed back.

"POTTER! WEASLEY! HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU NOT TO TALK IN MY CLASSROOM?" Yelled the potions master as Draco snickered. Ron gulped hard and immediately shut his mouth.

"Weasley! Since you weren't paying attention you must already know about scorpion pedipalps! Tell me, what are the three uses?" Ron inwardly groaned. He hated being in this class.

"Ummm...the first is...the first is..." stammered Ron.

"Scorpion pedipalps solidify a mixture, are slightly poisonous, and they-" Hissed Hermione to Ron.

"GRANGER!" yelled the potions master again. "DO NOT HELP HIM!" Hermione turned red and clamped her mouth shut. "Don't know the answer Weasley?" he asked a little more calmly." That's thirty points from Gryffindor. Ten for talking, ten for not knowing the right answer, and ten for Miss Granger trying to help him cheat." Ron turned red again, but not from anger. He was feeling so much rage towards his professor at this moment.

"She wasn't helping me cheat." he said between gritted teeth.It wasn't cheating. He thought. It was helping. There's a difference.

"Do you want more points taken away Weasley?" asked Snape. Ron shook his head. "The don't talk back!" snapped the greasy-haired man. He turned back to the lesson. "Now as you all know pedipalps can be added to a reviving potion to solidify it. This is used especially for traveling medi-witches. Now who can tell me what this potion is?" He held up a simmering blue liquid. Hermione immediately raised her hand, but he didn't look at her. "Yes Draco?" he asked a slight smile playing on his lips. Malfoy, of course, was his favorite student.

"It's scorpion poison, sir." spoke the thin, pale boy.

"Correct Draco." said Snape. Draco was the only student he referred to by his or her first name. "What can this poison do if it comes in contact with bare skin?" he asked the class. Once again Hermione raised her hand, but his eyes slid over her spot. "Draco?" asked Snape. Potions was easily Draco's best subject.

"It can burn a hole through it." Draco had a fascination with burning and potions.

"Pyromaniac." hissed Hermione. Ron grinned.

"Correct again Mr. Malfoy. At least SOME one has been paying attention." Hermione's hand was up the entire time you stupid git! Thought Ron. All the rage that had been burning inside him was now focused on Snape. Rather, it was focused on the bottle in Snape's hands.

"Tip it." he whispered. "Tip it over." The bottle in Snape's hands began to wobble violently. He was so caught up in his lecture, and praising Malfoy that he barely noticed.

"What the---" he began, but it was too late. The entire content of the vial was emptied onto Snape's front.