Chapter 2
Potions Class
"Hello class, my name is Professor Louv're and I will be your teacher for the next year."
"Hello," the class replied, quite dully.
Professor Louv're put her hands on her hips, "Well, don't sound so disappointed!" she said, laughing and several of the students joined in with her. "Well, today we will start with a basic 'Love Potion.'"
"A LOVE potion? Why in the bloody world would we need to learn about 'love potions?'" Dean Thomas said, very loudly.
Professor Louv're glanced at Dean. "Well, we will get to that, so just be patient!" Louv're cleared her throat. "Love potions are, well, for making people fall in love with you. The ingredients are-"
As Professor Louv're drowned on with the list of ingredients, Harry leaned over to Ron and whispered, "Bet you 10 galleons she'll still be listing ingredients in 10 minutes." Ron burst out laughing.
"Ronald Weasley! May I ask WHAT is SO funny?" Professor Louv're commanded.
Harry, who had fighting to control his laughter said, "He just kinda choked," he said. "You see, Ron has a little disease that makes him choke quite often."
Professor Louv're looked at Ron quite weirdly. "Okay, then, let's get started on our potions. You can start working on them in class. I want the potion and a report on it by tomorrow."
As the class left 30 minutes later, Hermione whispered to Harry and Ron, "I managed to complete two potions during class. What would you guys think if we gave one of them to Malfoy?"
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The room was dark, and dripping with water. A young girl could be heard screaming in the room. "You can't force me to do it!"
"Oh yes I can!" a man yelled, smacking the girl across the face.
"Never!"
"I said yes!" the man roared, throwing the girl against the wall.
"Please stop doing this to me!" the girl stammered, unable to control her tears.
As the man walked closer to the girl, she started to scream, "No! You can't do this to me!"
"Oh yes I can!" the man bellowed as he lumbered towards the girl. "Remember MINE!"
What he said was true in every way, for the man was that young girl's father.
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"Malfoy has been hanging around Hermione all day!" Ron exclaimed. He and Harry were in the Gryffindor common room working on homework.
Harry, who had just finished his report on Love Potions, said, "She'll be stuck with him until next week." Ron gaped. "Well, maybe not that long," Harry quickly added.
"It may last a TAD bit longer than that, " Fred replied. George and he had just entered the common room. "and it...uh, is a lot stronger, too."
"Oh, bloody hell," Ron said. "What did you two do to that potion?"
George grinned evilly. "Nothing. Professor Louv're is teaching the 7th years more advanced love potions."
Fred's grin was identical to the one George was wearing. "He should be chasing Hermione for QUITE a while."
"Get that little twerp away from me!" Hermione yelled as she entered the common room. "Fred, George, you two did this, didn't you?" she said, seeing the grins on their faces.
"Just testing the potions...George, Lee and I," Fred replied calmly.
Ron started to laugh. "You mean to say, Malfoy has had four love potions, three of which were very advanced and were the same thing?"
George nodded, "Yep. Malfoy is going to be fun these next few months."
"A few months??" Hermione yelled and passed out.
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A.J. sighed and walked into the Potions dungeon. She took her seat near Fred and George, who just happed to be on either side of her. "Hey."
George smiled at her, "Hey. Another day of this sucky class."
"That's an understatement," A.J. smirked.
"We will be doing love potions for the rest of the year, " Fred said, mimicking Professor Louv're, which set A.J. and George into laughing fits.
"Fred and George Weasley, and A.J. Solo! Do you three need detention?" Professor Louv're asked.
"No," they said, fighting back laughter.
"Good. Today we will be doing the most advanced love potion, so pay attention."
AJ smiled, "Oh good, nap time!"
*~*~*~*~*~*
"I hope everyone understood that. I'm sorry we ran out of class time. For homework, you are too make this potion. It is due in two days. Class dismissed." Professor Louv're paused, "Fred, George, Lee, and A.J., could I please talk to you four for a minute?"
Fred glanced at A.J., George, and Lee and said, "Uh sure."
"You wanted to talk to me, Professor Louv're?" Hermione asked as she entered the room.
"Yes. Sit." All five of them sat. "I've heard some very interesting things about Draco Malfoy this past week. Can you explain?" They all shook their heads.
Professor Louv're sighed. "Why were you five testing LOVE POTIONS on Malfoy?"
Lee coughed. "We were just making sure our potions were correct."
Louv're crossed her arms, "What do you think would have happened if your potions weren't correct?" The group shrugged their shoulders. "He could have become seriously ill or have died!" Louv're was now yelling. "I want all of you to write a two page apology letter to him explaining all of this. I will look over the letters before you give them to him. You are dismissed."
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"Malfoy will take one coming from Hermione, but I'm not sure about everyone else," Ron said after Fred explained what Professor Louv're was making them do.
Harry laughed, "Yeah, but it would be pretty damn funny."
"Oh shut up!" George said.
"You guys aren't the ones who have to deal with the bloody guy. He has been following me around everywhere!" Hermoine yelled as she entered the common room. "He even tried to follow me into the girls' bathroom!"
The group burst out laughing.
"He's one love sick kid, alright. I wonder how much longer he's going to be like this?" Harry asked.
"Too friggin' long!" Hermione yelled as she stormed out of the common room.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Malfoy glanced up to see Hermione walking past him. He was studying the Dark Ages at that moment. "What's up, Hermione?" He asked, standing beside her.
She looked at him weirdly, "Uh, not much. Her are some letters for you, OKAY?" She quickly left the library, not wanting to know what Malfoy would do when he read the apology letters from Fred, George, Lee and her. All Hermione knew was that the best idea would be to get away, fast.