The Tale of a Female Werewolf
Part 9
The Perfect Potion
By: Lavander Blues
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or its characters, though you should probably all know this by now. J.K Rowling does.
A/N:
About a month later, Amanda was in the library during Potions talking with the Librarian, Madam Pince, trying to convince her that she had permission from Prof. Snape to use books from the Restricted Section of the library.
"But, see, I have a permission slip right here," Amanda said, waving it in Madam Pince's face.
"The day I believe that Professor Snape actually gave you permission to go in the Restricted Section is the day that Hell freezes over!" Madam Pince exclaimed, shoving it away.
"Fine. I'll just go and get permission from Professor Dumbledore. I'll be right back." Amanda replied haughtily. P. Dumbledore just happened to be looking over the class today, so she went over to find him, which wasn't too hard. Madam Pince watched her leave and then come back a few minutes later with another slip signed by Professor Dumbledore. Madam Pince reluctantly let her go in and get a book.
Amanda was looking through the section with potions when she came upon a book entitled "Dangerous Potions of the Twentieth Century". She picked it out plus one entitled "New Potions of the '90's". She took them and went to sit down with Harry, Hermione and Ron.
"Woah, big enough books?" Ron asked. He had a point. The first one was at least six inches thick and a foot wide. The other was three inches thick and six inches wide.
"Yeah, I guess," Amanda replied, opening the Dangerous Potions… one to the index. "But hey, I need a challenging Potion, so why not start with the big and dangerous ones."
"Your psychotic," Harry said, under his breath.
"I try," Amanda replied, perky.
"Sigh…" Harry said.
"Rius…" Hermione said to her book.
"Black?" Ron asked, who obviously heard Hermione.
"Where?" Amanda asked, spinning her head around like and idiot.
"Oh god…" Harry sighed. "You people are pathetic. Why can't I have nice, normal friends."
"Oh, you hurt me Harry," Amanda said, mock sad. "I'm deeply offended."
"Harry, remember who you are." Hermione said, matter-of-factly.
"Oh, yeah, that." He said. "I'll be right back, I have to find a different book. This one has nothing."
"Can you get me another one?" Ron asked. "This one has nothing either."
"Ron." Hermione said. "I'm pretty sure you can get your own book."
Amanda was reading though the index of the book, but gave up and started flipping though the pages.
"Death potion… resurrection potion… pain potion… truth potion… ooh, that one sounds interesting… Animagus potion… that won't work…" she muttered to herself.
"Why does she get to do all the interesting ones while we have to do the boring ones!" Ron exclaimed looking over Amanda's shoulder at the Potions.
"Because Snape likes her, and she's a major suck-up." Draco said, coming up to them with his cronies.
"Go away Draco," Amanda said, waving her hand at him.
"Make me." Draco sneered.
"Don't tempt me." Amanda replied, ticked.
"What was that, Ookami?" he asked, his eyes narrowing.
"Nothing," she said, flinching when he called her by her last name. (A/N: If you have forgotten, ookami is Japanese for wolf) "Now get lost."
"Fine." Draco said, turning around and leaving. Crabbe and Goyle followed him. Amanda death-glared after him.
"Baka..." she muttered under her breath. Hermione obviously had heard her because she started to giggle. Ron just looked at them weird. Amanda had told her the meaning of a few Japanese words and the one Amanda had just used meant idiot. Draco turned around and gave Amanda and Hermione a dirty look and walked off again.
"Hermione, what's so funny?" Harry asked, walking up with two oversized books in his hands. One he dropped in front of Ron.
"Nothing," she replied, straightening up.
"Amanda called Draco some funny word in some funny language and Hermione burst out laughing." Ron informed him.
"The language is called Japanese, Ron." Amanda told him, matter-of-factly. "And I called him an idiot in that 'funny language.'"
"Oh…" Ron said. "I never knew you knew Japanese."
"Well, I lived in Japan for seven years of my life. Ya know that kinda requires knowing the language." Amanda said sarcastically.
"Oh, sorry." Ron said, blushing. "I knew that."
"Sure ya did." Amanda said. She had just finished going through the Dangerous Potions book and was starting through the second book she picked up.
"Wasn't there anything in the first one?" Hermione asked, watching Amanda going through the second one.
"Nothing of much interest, no." Amanda said, flipping through the pages of the book. "What's this?" she asked no on in particular, turning to a page with the Wolfsbane Potion on it. Her eyes lit up as she read how it works and its effects during the full moon. Hermione looked over her shoulder at the potion.
"The wolfsbane potion." Hermione read out loud. "What would you need that for, Amanda."
"I wouldn't need it," Amanda said, trying to cover up her happiness for finding the potion. "I just think it looks very challenging. This potion would probably be fun to make."
"Yeah, and then you could give it to someone in need," Harry said.
"Like who?" Amanda asked.
"Professor Lupin." Ron answered.
"Oh, yeah." Amanda remembered. "Well, I guess I'm gonna make this one then."
"Yeah, must be nice." Hermione said. "You get to do something challenging, while the rest of us get to do crap."
"Hermione!" Ron said, indignantly. "You've never spoke like that before!"
"Well, I guess I haven't…" Hermione said, blushing.
"I like it." Ron replied. "It the wild side that we have never seen before."
"Why? Because she said 'crap'?" Harry asked.
"Um, yeah…" Ron said in a sarcastic tone.
"Who cares if I said crap!" Hermione said, the tone in her voice rising.
"Uh oh." Harry muttered. "Here it comes."
"Okay…" Amanda said. "I think I'm gonna go put this book away…"
"I'll come with you," Harry said, jumping up. The two of them hurried off over to the restricted section and gave the book back to Madam Pince.
"Where's the other one you took out?" Madam Pince asked.
"It's over at my table, but I need it for my Potion." Amanda replied.
"Well, bring it back as soon as your done with it, got it?"
"Yup, I will." Amanda said, tuning around and walking back to the table where Hermione and Ron were screaming at each other. They turned around and walked into one of the stacks instead.
"I swear to god, I don't know about those two sometimes." Harry said, picking up one of the books off the shelf.
"Yeah," Amanda replied. "They're either in love with each other or thrashing at the others throat all the time."
"Remind me never to date." Harry said, staring at Amanda.
"Fine with me." Amanda replied, smiling. "As long as you remind me never to date."
"Deal." Harry answered, looking through the book he had in his hand. It was entitled How to Tell if Your Friend is a Dark Creature and How to Dispose of Them. "Eww. Look at how someone killed their friend who was a vampire." He showed Amanda a picture of someone stabbing their friend in the heart with a wooden stake. "And here's one of someone strangling a werewolf with a silver wire." HE showed Amanda the picture, and she paled at the site of it.
"You okay Amanda?" Harry asked, noticing her paleness.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Amanda replied, sitting down. "I just feel slightly faint… Oh god that's gross." She saw a picture in the book of a person stabbing a werewolf with a silver knife. "Please, keep it away from me…"
"Huh?" Harry asked looking at the book. "Oh, sorry Amanda. Are you sure you're okay?"
"No, not really." Amanda replied. "I won't die like that, will I?" she asked looking up at Harry.
"No, you wouldn't die like that unless you had psychotic, sadistic friends and you were a werewol… oh my god, Amanda are you a…"
"Yes…" she said quietly, almost close to tears. "But please don't tell Hermione or Ron."
"Oh my gosh," Harry said. "I'm sorry Amanda, I never knew." He stooped down to pick up the book, but Amanda grabbed his arm.
"You mean, you're not going to run away screaming any second now or pull out a silver item and stab it into my heart." Amanda asked, slightly teary-eyed.
"No, not at all." Harry said. "I'm sorry for showing you that gross stuff." HE looked pointedly at the book.
"Hey, don't worry about it." Amanda replied, taking the book off the floor and putting back on the shelf. "As long as you don't go running around the school screaming it at the top of your lungs, I'll be fine." She wiped the tears out of her eyes. "Oh god, I feel like such an idiot."
"Don't," Harry said. "You didn't know if I would hate you or not. I would probably be just like you if someone found out."
"Harry, you say the nicest things sometimes…" Amanda started.
"No I don't. I'm just saying the honest-to-god truth." he replied. "Who else knows besides me now?"
"Well, of course, Professor Dumbledore does." Amanda said. "And Professor Lupin knows too…"
"I thought so…" Harry said. "That would be why…"
Harry was cut off by the bell ringing, signaling them to go to lunch. Amanda and Harry went back over to the table where Hermione and Ron had just finished their argument with a nice kiss and picked up their stuff. Then the four of them proceeded to the Great Hall, talking about homework and the classes after lunch. Hermione blabbed on about how she made an essay two feet longer than their Herbology teacher, Professor Sprout, had asked for while Ron stood behind her and made faces in her direction. Harry and Amanda just listened to her, not eager to talk because of their conversation all of two minutes ago. They ate lunch and then made their way to the greenhouses.
