This takes place in their 6th year. Disclamer: The plot is mine
but the characters belong to JKR.
The night was cold. Bitter, freezing and mean. Harry Potter pulled
his emerald green robes closer to
his body." I wish we
could finish up with this,"he muttered.
" Quiet Harry, or you'll give us away", hissed one of his best friends, Hermione Granger.
" Yea, Harry we'll be done in a minute", said his other friend Ron Weasly.
Harry sighed. It wasn't that he wasn't having fun playing a trick
on Professor Snape, but it was very
cold outside. The
Hogwarts castle loomed in the distance. " Wait a second,
Hogwarts!" Harry muttered under his breath
and smacked his
forehead. "Of course, how I could I be so stupid?" "I am a wizard,
the cold must have gotten to me"
Harry raised his
wand and muttered "Toastiosa!" Instantly the three companions
were covered from head to toe in a
warm, rich feeling.
" Thanks a bunch," Ron and Hermione said.
The three walked on. Their mission was to meet Dean Thomas about
a mile from the castle. Then they
would follow out
the plan to humiliate professor Snape, just as he had to them
that very morning. Harry shook in anger
as he remembered
that event.
*Flashback*
It was in the morning, Potions class to be exact. The 6th years
were working on a potion to cure bad
bruises and deep cuts.
Simple enough really, but Snape always had to make things difficult.
The ingredients were very basic,
A bit of dragon's
wing, five dead beetles, three teaspoons of bat's spit, and a
pinch of powdered spider bellies. This
potion was supposed to be
simple, in fact 4th years could make it. Professor Snape however,
wanted to mke it incredibly hard.
He despised Harry and his friends. No one was really sure exactly
why. Maybe he was jealous, or maybe
it was much
deeper than that. Whatever the reason, he kept it hidden and
hidden well. Harry had nevered tried to anger Snape, but Snape always made
it seem that way. Neville Longbottom always had trouble with Snape in particular. He was a friendly boy, but unfortunatly he was not very good
in classes. Except for Herbology, which was his best subject. Potions was
his worse class, but he always managed tp pass. This was probably because all of his friends helped him.
" Three teaspoons of bat's spit," said Professor Snape. " Mister Longbottom, how many times do I have to tell you?"
Normally this would have been fine, except the class had just started to make the potion.
" That's not fair!" said Hermione. " we've just started on the Potion."
" Miss Granger, I would mind if you'd let me run my own class"
" But , but," she sputtered.
Snape raised his hand. A signal that the subject was closed.
"Hey you should let her talk," yelled Ron.
" Mister Weasly I do not need to hear what a know-it all, skinny nobody, or he said as he looked at Harry, an enormous show off have to say."
Now the entire class was staring. Even the Slytherins felt a pang of guilt when Sanpe said that. None of them really liked the Gryffindors, but they knew Snape shouldn't publicly humiliate them. The class ended a few minute later and the class walked out. " I'll show him, muttered Ron, his ears still pink. The rest of the gang agreed. " Yea, they all said, we'll embarass Snape."
* End Flashback*\
The three walked further on. Harry saw a shadow in the distance. Soon
their paln would be carried out.
A/n ok next chapter I'll edplain the plan. r/r
