A/n Thank you so much to all that have reviewed so far. I regret to tell you, I will not be able to put anymore out on this story, or on my Glimmer story until after the fourteenth due to the fact that next week is finals week. After that, I should have plenty of time to get my stories up.
It continues to be strange! And they actually come up with a plan, it just sort of backfires. Not much G/H in this one, but they are still going strong!!
Mixed Emotions Part 5
Needless to say, we didn't get anything accomplished on that trip to Hogsmeade. Harry was too busy teasing me and Hermione about the position he found us in earlier, and Ginny and Hermione were lagging behind us, talking quietly about God knows what. I was beginning to think Hermione wasn't a very good partner in crime, but I shoulda figured…her being Hermione and all.
For the next month and a half, Harry was so busy with quidditch and studying for OWLs, that he didn't have enough time to think about Ginny…defiantly fine by me. Hermione and Ginny seemed to becoming pretty good friends, which meant I could never get Hermione alone to make up a plan. I knew with holidays coming up we were going to have to think of something fast because Hogwarts was having another ball, and I wanted to be sure Ginny wasn't his date. Instead of having the Yule Ball, which was only held during the Triwizard Tournament, there was going to be the Glitter Ball, that signifies the coming of the New Year. It was to be held December 30th, and it ended when the clock struck one. (It couldn't end when it struck midnight, because then they wouldn't have time to celebrate the New Year).
After slipping notes to Hermione again and again in Charms, she finally agreed to meet with me to come up with a real plan to break up Harry and Ginny. However, she notified me that it had to be on 'her' terms. That of course meant we would be meeting in the library.
"Hi Ron," Hermione called out to me as I went to the library to find her. She already had books strung out all over the table.
"Hi. So…find anything yet."
"Yes I did…but I don't know if we should try it because we could get into awfully big trouble."
"Great, what is it then," I said, ignoring her last comment.
"Well, there's this potion…but it's illegal," she stammered.
"What kind of potion?" I continued to ignore her warning of getting into trouble.
"It's a love potion, that's why we could get into trouble."
"A love potion? I don't want them to fall in love, I want them to fall out of love."
"So you really think they love each other," she said, totally changing the subject.
"Not love, but like, or whatever they're in," I shuddered.
"This potion isn't exactly one that makes two people fall in love."
"Then what does it do exactly?"
"Well, actually it just tells you weather a wizard is in love with a witch."
"What?" I didn't understand what she was getting at. I didn't want Harry and Ginny to fall in love…I wanted just the opposite. How did she think this potion was going to help?
"If the drinker of the potion sees the person they are in love with within ten minutes of drinking the potion, the drinker will walk up and kiss that person."
"So, you're saying if he does not love Ginny, he won't kiss her, and we'll all know."
"Exactly. Please promise me one thing Ron."
"What?"
"If Harry does kiss Ginny, you'll leave them be. They make such a sweet couple, and you have to admit, Harry wouldn't hurt her if he truly loves her." She looked at me with her "puppy-dog" eyes, and I found it hard not to agree. I figured 'why not, Harry couldn't possible love Ginny anyway.'
"Hermione," I said. "I promise to give them my blessing if he truly loves her."
"Thanks Ron," she said giving me a hug.
"You know," I said. "Maybe Harry will kiss you."
"I doubt that. I think I know whom he loves," she grinned.
"He does not love Ginny!"
"How would you know Ron?"
"Just forget that conversation ever took place," I said, knowing better than to argue with Hermione when we were trying to make a plan. "Now, how do we make the potion?"
"It won't be hard to make it. The problem will be finding the ingredients. We should be able to get them from Snape's office."
"We'll need Harry's cloak then," I assumed.
"And how exactly are you going to get Harry's cloak from him," she asked in a degrading tone.
"Just leave it to me. Meet me in the common room at midnight, and we'll get the ingredients. I'll have the cloak with me."
"All right, but if we get in trouble Ron…"
"We're not going to, trust me."
That night as all my roommates were sleeping, I silently crept out of my bed, stopping at the cedar chest Harry uses to keep his cloak in. I quickly checked to make sure Harry was really asleep before I took the key out of its secrete hiding place, and unlocked the chest. As I opened the lid, it made a squeak, and I saw Harry start to shuffle around in his bed.
"Ron, is that you," he said, barely able to keep his eyes open.
"Er, yeah."
"What are you doing?" I took that as an incantation that he didn't see me open his chest.
"I er, need to go get something that I left in the common room."
Harry didn't answer. Instead, I heard him roll over and fall back to sleep. I quietly opened the door, being careful not to wake anyone else, and slipped on out into the common room. Hermione was already waiting for me.
"We can mix up the potion in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. All we need to do is get a few ingredients from Snape's office."
"What ingredients do we need," I asked.
"Well, just frog's eyes and tail of newt, which I've already got. Then we need snake's liver and iguana scales, which I know we can get from Snape's office. There is just one ingredient that I'm not sure of."
"What's that," I asked.
"It's called cattywampus pentahydrus offerhydel."
"Catty-whattle pen-something offhidal? What is the heck is that?"
"It's cattywampus pentahydrus offerhydel. It's a trollic word, derived from…"
"Speak English please."
"It is a type of plant, if you were paying attention in Herbology, you'd know it grows in caves inhabited by trolls. They call it cattywampus pentahydrus offerhydel. In the English wizarding world, it is more commonly known as cattyhydel."
"Well, I've never heard of it. Let's go," I said, leading her out of the common room. We found our way easily to Snape's office, and got the snake's liver and iguana scales. We started searching frantically for the cattyhydel. I saw a bottle on one of the shelves with C6H5OH, on it. Assuming that was the plant we were looking for, I grabbed it, and calling to Hermione, we set off into Myrtle's bathroom to make the potion.
In only an hour, it was ready to be used. We placed the potion in a jar, and carried it to the common room. Seeing that it was getting late, I decided we had better wait, and take the cattyhydel five back to Snape's office the next night. I shoved the bottle into my bag, and we headed out using the invisibility cloak. We reached the common room, and I safely returned the cloak back into Harry's chest and quietly tucked into bed.
We found the perfect opportunity to give the potion to Harry the very next day. We were in the common room between classes, and Harry had a glass of pumpkin juice. Ginny walked in, causing him to look up. Meanwhile, I poured in a bunch of potion. Slowly, he took a sip and began to cough.
"What is wrong with this pumpkin juice," he choked out.
"It's a new brand. Drink it up, it's good," I covered.
He took a few more small sips, then all the sudden he drank the rest up in one huge gulp.
"You're right, once you get used to it, it's quit good." He began to sway, and added, "I feel a little dizzy."
I took this to mean the potion was working exactly as it should. We got up to go to Care of Magical Creatures, and I let out a quick breath of air as I noticed him walk right past Ginny, and out the door.
"See," I said to Hermione. "He doesn't love my sister."
"I'm not so sure of that Ron." As she said this, Harry started singing nursery rhymes and skipping down the halls. "Are you sure you got the right ingredients," she asked.
"It said so right on the bottle," I told her. But, Harry was acting very peculiar.
"Draco, old buddy, old pal," Harry said, swinging an arm around Draco as we passed him down the hall. Draco glared at him, and shoved Harry's arm off his shoulder.
"Watch it Potter," he yelled, picking up his pace, and leaving us in the dust. If Crabbie and Goyle were around, I was sure Draco would've punched Harry. Luckily, they were nowhere to be seen, and Draco was smart enough not to take on three people by himself. I knew we hadn't seen the last of him though.
Hermione tapped me on the shoulder. "Ron, can I see the bottle," she whispered.
"It's right here," I said, pulling out the bottle with the inscription C6H5OH.
"Oh no Ron! How much of the potion did you put in Harry's pumpkin juice?"
"The whole bottle. Why?"
"Ron you idiot, this is not cattyhydel."
A/n So, time for a little chemistry lesson. What is C6H5OH? I'm pretty sure some of you have to know. Hehe, Ron and Hermione are in a lot of trouble now. Anyway, I'll try to get the next chapter up by next weekend. Please review.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
A/n2 I am not promoting C6H5OH in any way. The situation was a simple accident; I do not believe any of our beloved characters would use it on purpose.