Hey, look! After almost two months, it's chapter five! Sorry about
the wait, but I just couldn't seem to think of anything. I finally had to
force myself to write this. So if it sucks, that's why. (Forcing yourself
to write anything is not a good idea. If you want proof, read "The Revenge
of Scott Summers." By...me!) Well, that and the fact that my muse is
somewhere in a snake's digestive system right about now. Not that I'm
complaining, she was never much help anyway. Oh, and sorry so short,
chapter six coming soon. I mean it this time :-D SO, here it is...
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Call And Answer-Chapter Five
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The room stopped spinning and Harry looked around. The dungeon looked exactly as it had before the potion had exploded. The yellow liquid seemed to have disappeared. Harry wondered what kind of potion it was-well, had been-but he didn't have much time to wonder. Professor Snape was scowling down at them. He opened his mouth as if to say something, then shut it again.
"Never mind. I don't even want to know. Potter, that will be ten points from Gryffindor for ruining today's lesson." Harry's mouth fell open, and a slight smirk appeared on Draco's face until Harry shot him a Look. "Sorry," he muttered. "Habit."
"And Mr. Malfoy," Snape continued, either not noticing this exchange or choosing to ignore it, "I-" he broke off again. "I need to tell Professor Dumbledore what has happened. You four, stay here." He hurried from the room, muttering something about taste.
Once Snape was gone, Draco looked up to find three pairs of eyes on him.
"What?"
"What did you have to do that for?" Ron asked bitterly.
Draco opened his mouth, unsure of exactly what he was going to say. What *had* he been thinking? He had not only made an ass out of himself, he had gotten Harry in trouble, just when it seemed that Harry and his friends were beginning to accept him, and, if Snape was going to talk to Dumbledore, probably caused some sort of disaster. He briefly wondered what might have been in that potion, but there where more pressing things to think about-like an apology that would sound sincere.
"Shut up, Ron."
Draco's mouth dropped open in surprise when he realized it was Harry who had said it. Ron's mouth was behaving similarly.
"So now you're taking *his* side?" he asked in shock. Draco half- listened to them bicker. His mind was still processing the fact that Harry *had* taken his side. That Harry cared enough about him after-had it been only a week?- to defend him to Ron, whom he had known for years.
While this thought swirled through Draco's mind, Hermione crossed the room to the cauldron that Snape had been stirring the potion in, and began to examine the remnants of yellow liquid. Meanwhile, in the hall outside the dungeon...
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"What's it say?"
There was a crowd of students gathered around a large, handwritten sign that had been hurriedly posted at the entrance to the potions dungeon.
"No potions today," Dean Thomas read. "Wonder why. Not that I'm complaining," he added quickly.
"The dungeon is completely off-limits," Neville Longbottom continued, reading from the bottom of the sign.
"*What* dungeon?" someone shouted. The stone hallway stretched to where the door to the dungeon should have been, but it was not there. Instead the hall stopped abruptly, and when they peered into the space where the dungeon should have been, they could see an empty stone room to the left, an empty stone room to the right, an empty stone room straight ahead*, and a highly surprised charms class peering down a them through a clear ceiling. But there was nothing but empty space. The dungeon simply...wasn't there.
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"Would you two please SHUT UP!"
Ron and Harry abruptly stopped arguing to stare in surprise at Hermione, whom this request had come from.
"Thank you. I think I've figured out what kind of potion it was that Snape was making.
Everyone was suddenly interested. They had all been wondering about that.
"Well?" Ron asked impatiently.
"It appears to have been an invisibility potion...but..."
"But that doesn't make any sense," Harry interrupted. "I can see you perfectly, and the potion splashed all over you..."
"I know. That's the part I still don't understand. This sort of potion doesn't need to be ingested to work...but I can see you all. Maybe it's because it got on all of us...."
"Try got on the whole dungeon," Ron muttered.
"You mean because we're all invisible, we can all see each other?" Draco asked. The other three jumped at his question, having almost forgotten he was there.
"I think so," Hermione replied. "We'll see when Snape gets back."
*NOTE: Okay, so Hogwarts could be using that space for more classrooms, and Emmie could be using her creativity a little more. But I didn't feel like coming up with three other classes.
Again, sorry so short, chapter six soon.
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Call And Answer-Chapter Five
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The room stopped spinning and Harry looked around. The dungeon looked exactly as it had before the potion had exploded. The yellow liquid seemed to have disappeared. Harry wondered what kind of potion it was-well, had been-but he didn't have much time to wonder. Professor Snape was scowling down at them. He opened his mouth as if to say something, then shut it again.
"Never mind. I don't even want to know. Potter, that will be ten points from Gryffindor for ruining today's lesson." Harry's mouth fell open, and a slight smirk appeared on Draco's face until Harry shot him a Look. "Sorry," he muttered. "Habit."
"And Mr. Malfoy," Snape continued, either not noticing this exchange or choosing to ignore it, "I-" he broke off again. "I need to tell Professor Dumbledore what has happened. You four, stay here." He hurried from the room, muttering something about taste.
Once Snape was gone, Draco looked up to find three pairs of eyes on him.
"What?"
"What did you have to do that for?" Ron asked bitterly.
Draco opened his mouth, unsure of exactly what he was going to say. What *had* he been thinking? He had not only made an ass out of himself, he had gotten Harry in trouble, just when it seemed that Harry and his friends were beginning to accept him, and, if Snape was going to talk to Dumbledore, probably caused some sort of disaster. He briefly wondered what might have been in that potion, but there where more pressing things to think about-like an apology that would sound sincere.
"Shut up, Ron."
Draco's mouth dropped open in surprise when he realized it was Harry who had said it. Ron's mouth was behaving similarly.
"So now you're taking *his* side?" he asked in shock. Draco half- listened to them bicker. His mind was still processing the fact that Harry *had* taken his side. That Harry cared enough about him after-had it been only a week?- to defend him to Ron, whom he had known for years.
While this thought swirled through Draco's mind, Hermione crossed the room to the cauldron that Snape had been stirring the potion in, and began to examine the remnants of yellow liquid. Meanwhile, in the hall outside the dungeon...
~*~*~*~
"What's it say?"
There was a crowd of students gathered around a large, handwritten sign that had been hurriedly posted at the entrance to the potions dungeon.
"No potions today," Dean Thomas read. "Wonder why. Not that I'm complaining," he added quickly.
"The dungeon is completely off-limits," Neville Longbottom continued, reading from the bottom of the sign.
"*What* dungeon?" someone shouted. The stone hallway stretched to where the door to the dungeon should have been, but it was not there. Instead the hall stopped abruptly, and when they peered into the space where the dungeon should have been, they could see an empty stone room to the left, an empty stone room to the right, an empty stone room straight ahead*, and a highly surprised charms class peering down a them through a clear ceiling. But there was nothing but empty space. The dungeon simply...wasn't there.
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"Would you two please SHUT UP!"
Ron and Harry abruptly stopped arguing to stare in surprise at Hermione, whom this request had come from.
"Thank you. I think I've figured out what kind of potion it was that Snape was making.
Everyone was suddenly interested. They had all been wondering about that.
"Well?" Ron asked impatiently.
"It appears to have been an invisibility potion...but..."
"But that doesn't make any sense," Harry interrupted. "I can see you perfectly, and the potion splashed all over you..."
"I know. That's the part I still don't understand. This sort of potion doesn't need to be ingested to work...but I can see you all. Maybe it's because it got on all of us...."
"Try got on the whole dungeon," Ron muttered.
"You mean because we're all invisible, we can all see each other?" Draco asked. The other three jumped at his question, having almost forgotten he was there.
"I think so," Hermione replied. "We'll see when Snape gets back."
*NOTE: Okay, so Hogwarts could be using that space for more classrooms, and Emmie could be using her creativity a little more. But I didn't feel like coming up with three other classes.
Again, sorry so short, chapter six soon.