A/N: ::gasp:: A chapter up within a day of uploading the previous chapter?!
What is this world coming to when I update so quickly?! Thanks to all my
reviewers, especially CrystalStarGuardian for letting me borrow Star and
reviewing every chapter!!!! Marshmallows for all!!!! Don't ask. I had a
really crap day today for some reason, so this chapter is being uploaded in
hopes of getting good reviews to improve it. As a result of this, there is
severe Gryffindor torture in this chapter ::receives glares from injured
Harry, Seamus, and Hermione while Aurora, Star, and Draco cackle
gleefully::. Oh, and does no one know where I got the damn Slytherin
password from?!?!?! Honestly!!!! My bribe of the person who tells me
where the password's from getting to decide what happens in the next
chapter still stands. K, less babbling and more actual writing!
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The Gryffindors and Slytherins filtered into Snape's dungeons at 10:30 to begin their first class of the school year. After taking role, the professor began his start-of-term lecture.
"As this is your 5th year in my class, we are beginning to work on much more advanced potions. They require extreme precision, and mistakes can create highly unpleasant results."
A frightened squeak came from Neville's direction, causing Snape to look over with a smirk.
"The first potion we will be dealing with is Veritaserum."
Harry remembered when Snape had threatened to use Veritaserum on him in the middle of the previous year. //Oh shit.//
"This is a highly complicated potion and adding an ingredient at the wrong time can cause a rather nasty explosion. I would advise you to be careful as I intend to test you by having you sample the potion when it is completed in a few weeks."
Now Harry was definitely not happy, and for that matter, neither were many of the other students. Being at Snape's mercy for an entire class was not something they were looking forward to.
"The first person to melt their cauldron or otherwise make a mistake loses 20 house points. Now, copy down the ingredients and instructions on the board for brewing the first part of the potion and begin your work."
The Potions master then surveyed the classroom and partnered up the students.
"Longbottom, you partner Zabini. Thomas and Parkinson, Finnigan and Martinez, Granger and Pellerin, Weasley and Bulstrode, Potter and Malfoy.""
The glares sent in the teacher's direction from all sides would have looked almost funny to a random passerby, had they not been so decidedly evil. A few of the Slytherins actually were snickering to themselves, not because of the assignment but because of how miserably the Gryffindors failed at trying to look evil.
(A/N: Oh come on, can you imagine Seamus glaring wickedly at anyone? I didn't think so.)
"Well, what are you all waiting for? Get to work."
Amidst not-so-subtle grumbles, the Gryffindors went to sit with their partners. The Slytherins made it quite clear that their partners were coming to them and *not* vice-versa. They simply leaned back in their seats and crossed their legs or arms; plainly saying 'you are going to come over here because I am infinitely superior to you in every way'.
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"Hello there Aurora."
The girl simply looked askance at her irritatingly perky partner.
"Do *not* expect me to be sociable right now Finnigan. On my time it's about 2:30 in the morning and I am not looking forward to having to work with you under any circumstance. Let's just get to work. I'm assuming you can do this without blowing anything up."
"Well someone's not very happy this morning."
"I'm not a morning person. Go make yourself useful and get the ingredients."
"Your wish is my command, o sarcastic one."
She chose not to respond and settled for simply muttering curses under her breath in Spanish. This was going to be a *long* class.
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Draco was not faring much better.
"God Potter can you do *anything* right? Although I suppose being the almighty Golden Boy must exempt you from actually having to *know* anything in order to pass."
"Shut up Malfoy. Can we just make the potion without any of your smart-ass comments for once?"
"Obviously your retorts haven't gotten any better over the past few years."
The Gryffindor simply glared at the pale boy sitting next to him.
"One would think that with all that money you've got you could at least afford some snappier comebacks. I mean, the Weasel doesn't surprise me with his lack of insults, I'm surprised he actually owns any books at all, but I really did have higher expectations of you."
"Leave Ron out of this," replied Harry through clenched teeth. He desperately wanted to hex Malfoy into next Thursday, but that was not something advisable to anywhere, and especially not in Snape's class. He returned to slicing his aloe leaves.
"Defending your boyfriend Potter? Touching, really."
The hexing idea was quickly replaced by the very appealing mental image of Draco flying into the cobblestone wall. Harry settled for giving him a vicious kick under the table. Unfortunately, that caused the aloe plant he had been cutting to slip into the cauldron. The potion turned a hideous maroon color, a far cry from the crystal blue it was supposed to be at that stage, and melted the cauldron into a pewter blob with a hiss.
"I'm. Going. To. Kill. You," snarled the Gryffindor.
"Potter, Potter, Potter. What have we here?"
Snape had come over and was surveying the mess on the floor where Harry's cauldron had been.
"20 points from Gryffindor."
"But Professor, Malfoy started it, he……"
"Make that 25 points from Gryffindor," added the professor silkily. Harry just gaped at him while Draco leaned back, looking extremely smug. As soon as Snape had walked away Harry sent a look that could kill at his archrival.
"You'll pay for that one Malfoy."
"We'll see about that."
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"That was brilliant Potter," remarked Star, more to herself than Harry, "obviously intelligence and fame don't go hand in hand."
Hermione simply ignored the girl sitting next to her. They had been sitting in icy silence for the entire class.
"25 points from Gryffindor already. And it's only the first class of the year. That must sting."
"Shut up Pellerin. That was Malfoy's fault and you know it."
"I don't see Snape deducting 25 points from Slytherin."
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"For homework I want 2 feet on the uses of Veritaserum to be handed in next class," called out Snape from his desk as the students filed out and went to lunch.
"Is Potions always like that?" asked Aurora as they headed off to lunch.
"Not always. Most of the time Longbottom ends up turning his cauldron into some misshapen blob, not Potter. And the Gryffindors usually end up losing around 20 points or so and a detention."
"I think I'm going to like Potions."
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The Gryffindors were not as happy.
"I'm going to kill Malfoy."
"Harry, you've been saying that for the past 5 minutes."
"And I'll keep saying it until my goal is accomplished."
"As much as I'm sure Mione and I would love to see Malfoy suffer, you're not exactly being a very good conversationalist."
"I had to work with *Malfoy*."
"Better than who I was stuck with," added Hermione.
"Pellerin didn't make you lose 25 points in your very first class of the year did she?"
"Only because she couldn't find an opportunity. Now can we drop the subject?"
Harry shut up, but grumbled under his breath all the way to the Great Hall.
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A/N: Told you there was Gryffindor torture! I prefer Slytherins, in case you didn't notice. No questions this chapter (amazed, right?). Actually, I have ::gasp:: almost nothing to say! Wow! Hmm, I have the next two chapters written but I'm not posting them just yet. Why? Because I'm an evil person, that's why ^_^. If I'm feeling nice I'll post them tomorrow. Consider yourselves lucky to be getting 3 chapters 3 days in a row, that's not something I usually do. So, go review, and whoever tells me where I got the Slytherin password (elessar) from gets a prize!
A/N 2/25: Okay, I'm officially done revising. Hopefully this version is better than the previous one, so go review and tell me what you think. Chapter 6 should be up soon!
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The Gryffindors and Slytherins filtered into Snape's dungeons at 10:30 to begin their first class of the school year. After taking role, the professor began his start-of-term lecture.
"As this is your 5th year in my class, we are beginning to work on much more advanced potions. They require extreme precision, and mistakes can create highly unpleasant results."
A frightened squeak came from Neville's direction, causing Snape to look over with a smirk.
"The first potion we will be dealing with is Veritaserum."
Harry remembered when Snape had threatened to use Veritaserum on him in the middle of the previous year. //Oh shit.//
"This is a highly complicated potion and adding an ingredient at the wrong time can cause a rather nasty explosion. I would advise you to be careful as I intend to test you by having you sample the potion when it is completed in a few weeks."
Now Harry was definitely not happy, and for that matter, neither were many of the other students. Being at Snape's mercy for an entire class was not something they were looking forward to.
"The first person to melt their cauldron or otherwise make a mistake loses 20 house points. Now, copy down the ingredients and instructions on the board for brewing the first part of the potion and begin your work."
The Potions master then surveyed the classroom and partnered up the students.
"Longbottom, you partner Zabini. Thomas and Parkinson, Finnigan and Martinez, Granger and Pellerin, Weasley and Bulstrode, Potter and Malfoy.""
The glares sent in the teacher's direction from all sides would have looked almost funny to a random passerby, had they not been so decidedly evil. A few of the Slytherins actually were snickering to themselves, not because of the assignment but because of how miserably the Gryffindors failed at trying to look evil.
(A/N: Oh come on, can you imagine Seamus glaring wickedly at anyone? I didn't think so.)
"Well, what are you all waiting for? Get to work."
Amidst not-so-subtle grumbles, the Gryffindors went to sit with their partners. The Slytherins made it quite clear that their partners were coming to them and *not* vice-versa. They simply leaned back in their seats and crossed their legs or arms; plainly saying 'you are going to come over here because I am infinitely superior to you in every way'.
-------
"Hello there Aurora."
The girl simply looked askance at her irritatingly perky partner.
"Do *not* expect me to be sociable right now Finnigan. On my time it's about 2:30 in the morning and I am not looking forward to having to work with you under any circumstance. Let's just get to work. I'm assuming you can do this without blowing anything up."
"Well someone's not very happy this morning."
"I'm not a morning person. Go make yourself useful and get the ingredients."
"Your wish is my command, o sarcastic one."
She chose not to respond and settled for simply muttering curses under her breath in Spanish. This was going to be a *long* class.
------
Draco was not faring much better.
"God Potter can you do *anything* right? Although I suppose being the almighty Golden Boy must exempt you from actually having to *know* anything in order to pass."
"Shut up Malfoy. Can we just make the potion without any of your smart-ass comments for once?"
"Obviously your retorts haven't gotten any better over the past few years."
The Gryffindor simply glared at the pale boy sitting next to him.
"One would think that with all that money you've got you could at least afford some snappier comebacks. I mean, the Weasel doesn't surprise me with his lack of insults, I'm surprised he actually owns any books at all, but I really did have higher expectations of you."
"Leave Ron out of this," replied Harry through clenched teeth. He desperately wanted to hex Malfoy into next Thursday, but that was not something advisable to anywhere, and especially not in Snape's class. He returned to slicing his aloe leaves.
"Defending your boyfriend Potter? Touching, really."
The hexing idea was quickly replaced by the very appealing mental image of Draco flying into the cobblestone wall. Harry settled for giving him a vicious kick under the table. Unfortunately, that caused the aloe plant he had been cutting to slip into the cauldron. The potion turned a hideous maroon color, a far cry from the crystal blue it was supposed to be at that stage, and melted the cauldron into a pewter blob with a hiss.
"I'm. Going. To. Kill. You," snarled the Gryffindor.
"Potter, Potter, Potter. What have we here?"
Snape had come over and was surveying the mess on the floor where Harry's cauldron had been.
"20 points from Gryffindor."
"But Professor, Malfoy started it, he……"
"Make that 25 points from Gryffindor," added the professor silkily. Harry just gaped at him while Draco leaned back, looking extremely smug. As soon as Snape had walked away Harry sent a look that could kill at his archrival.
"You'll pay for that one Malfoy."
"We'll see about that."
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"That was brilliant Potter," remarked Star, more to herself than Harry, "obviously intelligence and fame don't go hand in hand."
Hermione simply ignored the girl sitting next to her. They had been sitting in icy silence for the entire class.
"25 points from Gryffindor already. And it's only the first class of the year. That must sting."
"Shut up Pellerin. That was Malfoy's fault and you know it."
"I don't see Snape deducting 25 points from Slytherin."
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"For homework I want 2 feet on the uses of Veritaserum to be handed in next class," called out Snape from his desk as the students filed out and went to lunch.
"Is Potions always like that?" asked Aurora as they headed off to lunch.
"Not always. Most of the time Longbottom ends up turning his cauldron into some misshapen blob, not Potter. And the Gryffindors usually end up losing around 20 points or so and a detention."
"I think I'm going to like Potions."
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The Gryffindors were not as happy.
"I'm going to kill Malfoy."
"Harry, you've been saying that for the past 5 minutes."
"And I'll keep saying it until my goal is accomplished."
"As much as I'm sure Mione and I would love to see Malfoy suffer, you're not exactly being a very good conversationalist."
"I had to work with *Malfoy*."
"Better than who I was stuck with," added Hermione.
"Pellerin didn't make you lose 25 points in your very first class of the year did she?"
"Only because she couldn't find an opportunity. Now can we drop the subject?"
Harry shut up, but grumbled under his breath all the way to the Great Hall.
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A/N: Told you there was Gryffindor torture! I prefer Slytherins, in case you didn't notice. No questions this chapter (amazed, right?). Actually, I have ::gasp:: almost nothing to say! Wow! Hmm, I have the next two chapters written but I'm not posting them just yet. Why? Because I'm an evil person, that's why ^_^. If I'm feeling nice I'll post them tomorrow. Consider yourselves lucky to be getting 3 chapters 3 days in a row, that's not something I usually do. So, go review, and whoever tells me where I got the Slytherin password (elessar) from gets a prize!
A/N 2/25: Okay, I'm officially done revising. Hopefully this version is better than the previous one, so go review and tell me what you think. Chapter 6 should be up soon!