Rosemary For Protection
Chapter 5
(A/N) Posting twice in less than 24 hours, what's wrong with me? ; - )
I was just about to sprint out of the huge doors, when a rather amused-sounding voice gave me pause. "Miss Potter?"
I turned slowly, expecting to be caught and handed a detention slip. Instead, it was Professor Dumbledore (who didn't look angry at all!) "Why aren't you in class?"
Sighing, I replied, "I got lost, and Mr. Filch led me out of that maze of hallways you have."
The Professor seemed deeply surprised. "He led you out? Knowingly?"
"Yes..."
"That's a change! The last time a student got lost down those corridors, he followed Mr. Filch around for nearly two hours before he got out." The Professor told me.
Somehow, I wasn't surprised. "He certainly didn't seem pleased with me. Professor, I'm really quite late for Herbology. Could you show me where it is?"
He nodded affably. "Certainly. Let us go before Professor Sprout has my head for detaining a student!" He chuckled.
I grinned, and followed the Professor out the doors. I soon found myself struggling to keep up with his long stride, though, and started running. He looked down at me and asked frankly, "Why don't you fly to keep up?"
I was almost shocked. I had thought the old man had more sense than that! "Professor! What if someone saw? They'd think I was Dark!"
He looked satisfied, and smoothed down his beard. "Good. I'm glad that you can see that, and don't want to abuse your advantages. Well, here we are!" We stopped in front of a rather Muggle-looking greenhouse, and he opened the door.
An almost dumpy-looking woman with greying brown flyaway hair came striding toward us, nearly scaring me half to death, she looked so angry. When she got closer, though, I found out otherwise.
She halted in front of Professor Dumbledore. "Thank you, Albus." And turned to me. "Did you get lost?"
I nodded. "In that labyrinth near Professor McGonagall's office."
She chuckled, surprising me. "All right. Would you kindly take a seat next to Mr. Black?"
I plopped down next to him on a wooden bench, feeling extremely lucky. He pushed a hastily scrawled note across the table at me. I read "We thought you had skipped your first class!"
I grinned and wrote back, "Not quite. Got lost near McGonagall's office and Filch led me out."
Sirius snickered.
"The Tentacula is in a very bad mood, class, so watch out for it. Mister Longbottom?" The teacher continued.
"Yes, Professor?" A boy with blond hair and a round, cherubic face answered, looking up from a book.
"Would you please, for extra credit, look up Venomous Tentaculas and tell me how many times they can give birth for tomorrow?"
The boy nodded. "Good. So: on with the lesson. Wolfsbane is a fairly common plant, and it is known to repel wolves and werewolves alike. Can anyone tell me the third use for it?"
Several people raised their hands, and she called on Lily. "It goes into the newly discovered Wolfsbane Potion."
The Professor smiled. "Correct. What does that potion do, Mr. Lupin?"
"It helps a werewolf to keep his or her mind when they transform, keeping them sane." Remus replied with some gravity.
"And, Miss Potter, how is that a boon to society?"
James and I answered at the same time. "A werewolf would be able to live a normal life."
The class snickered, and the Professor looked amused. "So, James, you're a 'Miss' now?" She teased.
James blushed, starting with his ears and spreading to his face and neck. I was trying not to laugh when a Hufflepuff girl let out a nervous giggle, and it set me off. Soon the whole class was in hysterics, except for James. The bell rang to signal the end of class, and, still giggling, I packed up and stepped out into the sunshine.
Lily followed right behind me. "Break next, don't worry." Before I could reply, the three boys burst from the greenhouse, two of them still laughing.
"So, MISS-ter Potter, how was class?" Lily asked James.
I snickered, and Lily and the guys were thrown into fresh fits of laughter, James looking mutinous. Professor Sprout emerged from the greenhouse with an armful of enpty clay pots, grey robes smudged with dirt. "Would you five like to help me with the Mandrakes, if you're hanging around?" She asked, witha tone that clearly said "Do it or leave".
Before anyone could object, Lily burst out, "Of course, Professor!" James, Sirius, and Remus shot her death looks, but I sided with her.
"Look at it this way: you're helping me catch up. We don't have things like this back in the States!" I commented, trooping after the Professor into a different greenhouse.
They grumbled less. We stepped into the dim humidity of the greenhouse, and I followed everyone else in putting on a pair of earmuffs. Completely bewildered, I watched the Professor fill a large pot with soil, and grab the leaves of a plant.
She yanked it up, and instead of roots, I saw a baby! Ugly, green-brown, and dirty, but a baby just the same. She plunged it into the soil of the larger pot, and I relaxed when the others did the same.
I followed suit until Lily tapped me on the shoulder and mouthed that it was almost time to go. I finished potting the last Mandrake, and was on my way over to the rack to take my earmuffs off, when I felt a "thud", like something heavy had hit the ground. I turned around, to see a baby Mandrake sticking its head out of the soil and crying mercilessly, and Sirius (earmuffless) sprawled on the ground like he was unconscious.
Lily gaped, but took action first. She potted the Mandrake properly, and we all removed our earmuffs. Professor Sprout ran over to Sirius. "He'll be all right. They're only a month old, anyway. Go on to your next class, I'll get him to the hospital wing."
By the time we left, everyone was visibly shaken and I was outright confused. Remus turned to me. "What's your next class?"
I dug out my schedule. "Defense."
He grinned ferally. "James, Sirius, and I always had that one class together. James got Advanced Transfiguration in place of it this year, though. You're in our class... this should prove to be interesting!"
"What should?" I asked warily.
"A fairy and a werewolf in the same class." He answered nonchalantly. "Professor Walsh, she taught Ancient Runes last year, but we needed a Defense teacher this year so she took over. She's terrified of anyone or anything that's among humans but not human. Vampires, werewolves, crossbreeds, the like. I can't imagine what she'll think when she sees us!" He snickered, sounding vaguely un-Remus-like.
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(A/N) Yes, yes, I know the chapter should be longer, but oh well - this is the second in a day! More soon, as soon as I get around to getting it on my comp.
A review a day keeps the rabid fanfic author away!
Chapter 5
(A/N) Posting twice in less than 24 hours, what's wrong with me? ; - )
I was just about to sprint out of the huge doors, when a rather amused-sounding voice gave me pause. "Miss Potter?"
I turned slowly, expecting to be caught and handed a detention slip. Instead, it was Professor Dumbledore (who didn't look angry at all!) "Why aren't you in class?"
Sighing, I replied, "I got lost, and Mr. Filch led me out of that maze of hallways you have."
The Professor seemed deeply surprised. "He led you out? Knowingly?"
"Yes..."
"That's a change! The last time a student got lost down those corridors, he followed Mr. Filch around for nearly two hours before he got out." The Professor told me.
Somehow, I wasn't surprised. "He certainly didn't seem pleased with me. Professor, I'm really quite late for Herbology. Could you show me where it is?"
He nodded affably. "Certainly. Let us go before Professor Sprout has my head for detaining a student!" He chuckled.
I grinned, and followed the Professor out the doors. I soon found myself struggling to keep up with his long stride, though, and started running. He looked down at me and asked frankly, "Why don't you fly to keep up?"
I was almost shocked. I had thought the old man had more sense than that! "Professor! What if someone saw? They'd think I was Dark!"
He looked satisfied, and smoothed down his beard. "Good. I'm glad that you can see that, and don't want to abuse your advantages. Well, here we are!" We stopped in front of a rather Muggle-looking greenhouse, and he opened the door.
An almost dumpy-looking woman with greying brown flyaway hair came striding toward us, nearly scaring me half to death, she looked so angry. When she got closer, though, I found out otherwise.
She halted in front of Professor Dumbledore. "Thank you, Albus." And turned to me. "Did you get lost?"
I nodded. "In that labyrinth near Professor McGonagall's office."
She chuckled, surprising me. "All right. Would you kindly take a seat next to Mr. Black?"
I plopped down next to him on a wooden bench, feeling extremely lucky. He pushed a hastily scrawled note across the table at me. I read "We thought you had skipped your first class!"
I grinned and wrote back, "Not quite. Got lost near McGonagall's office and Filch led me out."
Sirius snickered.
"The Tentacula is in a very bad mood, class, so watch out for it. Mister Longbottom?" The teacher continued.
"Yes, Professor?" A boy with blond hair and a round, cherubic face answered, looking up from a book.
"Would you please, for extra credit, look up Venomous Tentaculas and tell me how many times they can give birth for tomorrow?"
The boy nodded. "Good. So: on with the lesson. Wolfsbane is a fairly common plant, and it is known to repel wolves and werewolves alike. Can anyone tell me the third use for it?"
Several people raised their hands, and she called on Lily. "It goes into the newly discovered Wolfsbane Potion."
The Professor smiled. "Correct. What does that potion do, Mr. Lupin?"
"It helps a werewolf to keep his or her mind when they transform, keeping them sane." Remus replied with some gravity.
"And, Miss Potter, how is that a boon to society?"
James and I answered at the same time. "A werewolf would be able to live a normal life."
The class snickered, and the Professor looked amused. "So, James, you're a 'Miss' now?" She teased.
James blushed, starting with his ears and spreading to his face and neck. I was trying not to laugh when a Hufflepuff girl let out a nervous giggle, and it set me off. Soon the whole class was in hysterics, except for James. The bell rang to signal the end of class, and, still giggling, I packed up and stepped out into the sunshine.
Lily followed right behind me. "Break next, don't worry." Before I could reply, the three boys burst from the greenhouse, two of them still laughing.
"So, MISS-ter Potter, how was class?" Lily asked James.
I snickered, and Lily and the guys were thrown into fresh fits of laughter, James looking mutinous. Professor Sprout emerged from the greenhouse with an armful of enpty clay pots, grey robes smudged with dirt. "Would you five like to help me with the Mandrakes, if you're hanging around?" She asked, witha tone that clearly said "Do it or leave".
Before anyone could object, Lily burst out, "Of course, Professor!" James, Sirius, and Remus shot her death looks, but I sided with her.
"Look at it this way: you're helping me catch up. We don't have things like this back in the States!" I commented, trooping after the Professor into a different greenhouse.
They grumbled less. We stepped into the dim humidity of the greenhouse, and I followed everyone else in putting on a pair of earmuffs. Completely bewildered, I watched the Professor fill a large pot with soil, and grab the leaves of a plant.
She yanked it up, and instead of roots, I saw a baby! Ugly, green-brown, and dirty, but a baby just the same. She plunged it into the soil of the larger pot, and I relaxed when the others did the same.
I followed suit until Lily tapped me on the shoulder and mouthed that it was almost time to go. I finished potting the last Mandrake, and was on my way over to the rack to take my earmuffs off, when I felt a "thud", like something heavy had hit the ground. I turned around, to see a baby Mandrake sticking its head out of the soil and crying mercilessly, and Sirius (earmuffless) sprawled on the ground like he was unconscious.
Lily gaped, but took action first. She potted the Mandrake properly, and we all removed our earmuffs. Professor Sprout ran over to Sirius. "He'll be all right. They're only a month old, anyway. Go on to your next class, I'll get him to the hospital wing."
By the time we left, everyone was visibly shaken and I was outright confused. Remus turned to me. "What's your next class?"
I dug out my schedule. "Defense."
He grinned ferally. "James, Sirius, and I always had that one class together. James got Advanced Transfiguration in place of it this year, though. You're in our class... this should prove to be interesting!"
"What should?" I asked warily.
"A fairy and a werewolf in the same class." He answered nonchalantly. "Professor Walsh, she taught Ancient Runes last year, but we needed a Defense teacher this year so she took over. She's terrified of anyone or anything that's among humans but not human. Vampires, werewolves, crossbreeds, the like. I can't imagine what she'll think when she sees us!" He snickered, sounding vaguely un-Remus-like.
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(A/N) Yes, yes, I know the chapter should be longer, but oh well - this is the second in a day! More soon, as soon as I get around to getting it on my comp.
A review a day keeps the rabid fanfic author away!