A/N: Another short chapter! This is really just a transition chapter. In the next one you get more action. And like I said to ice queen, the beliefs of Sera Pince aren't my own views. I'm not even Christian. And, when Ginny called her a "True Christian" she meant a "Bible-Thumping Witch". Obviously, the strict and tight boundaries of Christianity have been extended by JK Rowlings (ie-The wizards celebrate Christmas and Easter when Christianity bashes magic(k) quite frequently). So of course this isn't exactly true to everything we know in RL. That's why it's fanFICTION folks! And that's why it's here at fanfiction.net, where you free your imagination and unleash your SOUL. I do hope you enjoy this chapter though. ^^
Dedication: To Sky Yagami, you sekksy biatch you! Also, to Spazzy, who's writing a very awesome story. Everyone go read and review her fics!
Disclaimer: JK Rowlings owns all, and I am but a poor beggar, making no money whatsoever.
"I'm um, g-g-going t-t-to the k-kitchens!" Ginny stammered out.
"But lunch is in just a few hours." Hermione pointed out.
"I know, but I've got a craving for hot chocolate with fudge knimbles. And you know that the only thing they serve at lunch is pumpkin juice."
"Okay then, you may go." Ron said, as if she needed his approval.
Rolling her eyes, she quickly ran out of the common room, fumbling to put the cloak on in the halls, and within minutes she was invisibly running to Snape's empty potions room.
Once there, she checked to make sure no one was around, and tried to open the door. But once again, it was locked. 'It's just my luck I guess...' she thought unhappily.
She reached into her pocket for her wand, and tried an "Alohamora!" to get the door open, but unfortunately, it wouldn't budge. What were the chances that someone would be walking by on a Hogsmeade Weekend to come into the dark dreary dungeons so they could get into the Potions room?
Not so slim apparently.
Stalking down the halls, a sneer-less Draco Malfoy was approaching her. She tried to keep her breathing down, because hearing her great intakes of breath might just tip him off that she was there. He pushed open the door and went inside. Another one who wasn't being targeted by this horrible energy trying to keep her out of doors.
She followed him in, expecting to see him go into the Potions closet and get some Liquid Hemlock to dip someone's spoon in. She was surprised when he simply walked into the room and picked up a book. 'Without Crabbe and Goyle flanking him, and that horrid sneer on his face, he looks quite childish.' she thought. Not innocent, but childish.
Once he had left she threw off the cloak and ran into Professor Snape's private potions closet. She only needed three ingrediants for the potion (aside from the standard Whispering Mundendruk, which Ginny kept on her at all times). Thanking God that Snape kept his materials in alphabetical order, she quickly located Crushed Drizmule's Claw, Hempsin, and Purlnn Hair.
She got a self-heating cauldron to hold it in, and threw the Purlnn Hair in. She drizzled the Hempsin over it, and waited for five minutes. Once it had completely dissolved the Purlnn Hair, she sprinkled in Crushed Drizumle Claw. She blew in the Whispering Mundendruk, and she soon had a white potion brewing.
While she waited for that to finish, she stared at the glasses she had in her hand. She knew that the rose coloured glasses meant something, she just couldn't remember what...Looking back on it, she never would have put on those glasses, and she would have tried to stop everything that would have happened. But she didn't...she couldn't.
She dipped the glasses in the cauldron for a few seconds, and they came out with a pink glow around them. They gave off a sense of hope, and just holding them in her hands made her happy. She put them on, and for a split second, everything went pink. But then, as her eyes grew accustomed, everything was back to normal...but then again, it wasn't. Everything seemed...brighter...
She looked back down to the potion, but found it mostly gone. Surely that wasn't supposed to happen. She stared into the cauldron, wondering where it went. Just then, the door opened, and she a figure walked in...she couldn't make it out, for it was enveloped in a bright white glow. The glow slowly died down until the figure was coated with black, then red, then a tinge of yellow, with a good amount of white still remaining. Well how's that for luck? She finds her muse on the first try with the glasses! Awesome! She reached up, to take the glasses off, but they weren't there. Alarmed, she looked back to the figure, but found she could see him clearly...
"Oh good Gods in Heaven..."
Wyltk-It's a very annoying process Writer's Block is.
VirgoMoon-I'm glad you love this story! I hope you found this chapter satisfactory?
Kelly-Yeah, something like that...You'll see, you'll see...;)
ice queen-I hope I've answered you enough?
Spazzy-You awesome chick you! I'm still adjusting to good ew's though!
Lee Velviet-You'll find out who Ginny's muse is in the next chapter...anyone know yet?
Sky Yagami-My bestest friend in the whole wide world! You still reading this?
D.S. Moony-Could be, though I'm the oldest and I love all of that stuff too. ^^
kris-I like muses too! *wonders where hers is*
witchy_grrl-Your perveted chick sounds like me..o.O
Dedication: To Sky Yagami, you sekksy biatch you! Also, to Spazzy, who's writing a very awesome story. Everyone go read and review her fics!
Disclaimer: JK Rowlings owns all, and I am but a poor beggar, making no money whatsoever.
"I'm um, g-g-going t-t-to the k-kitchens!" Ginny stammered out.
"But lunch is in just a few hours." Hermione pointed out.
"I know, but I've got a craving for hot chocolate with fudge knimbles. And you know that the only thing they serve at lunch is pumpkin juice."
"Okay then, you may go." Ron said, as if she needed his approval.
Rolling her eyes, she quickly ran out of the common room, fumbling to put the cloak on in the halls, and within minutes she was invisibly running to Snape's empty potions room.
Once there, she checked to make sure no one was around, and tried to open the door. But once again, it was locked. 'It's just my luck I guess...' she thought unhappily.
She reached into her pocket for her wand, and tried an "Alohamora!" to get the door open, but unfortunately, it wouldn't budge. What were the chances that someone would be walking by on a Hogsmeade Weekend to come into the dark dreary dungeons so they could get into the Potions room?
Not so slim apparently.
Stalking down the halls, a sneer-less Draco Malfoy was approaching her. She tried to keep her breathing down, because hearing her great intakes of breath might just tip him off that she was there. He pushed open the door and went inside. Another one who wasn't being targeted by this horrible energy trying to keep her out of doors.
She followed him in, expecting to see him go into the Potions closet and get some Liquid Hemlock to dip someone's spoon in. She was surprised when he simply walked into the room and picked up a book. 'Without Crabbe and Goyle flanking him, and that horrid sneer on his face, he looks quite childish.' she thought. Not innocent, but childish.
Once he had left she threw off the cloak and ran into Professor Snape's private potions closet. She only needed three ingrediants for the potion (aside from the standard Whispering Mundendruk, which Ginny kept on her at all times). Thanking God that Snape kept his materials in alphabetical order, she quickly located Crushed Drizmule's Claw, Hempsin, and Purlnn Hair.
She got a self-heating cauldron to hold it in, and threw the Purlnn Hair in. She drizzled the Hempsin over it, and waited for five minutes. Once it had completely dissolved the Purlnn Hair, she sprinkled in Crushed Drizumle Claw. She blew in the Whispering Mundendruk, and she soon had a white potion brewing.
While she waited for that to finish, she stared at the glasses she had in her hand. She knew that the rose coloured glasses meant something, she just couldn't remember what...Looking back on it, she never would have put on those glasses, and she would have tried to stop everything that would have happened. But she didn't...she couldn't.
She dipped the glasses in the cauldron for a few seconds, and they came out with a pink glow around them. They gave off a sense of hope, and just holding them in her hands made her happy. She put them on, and for a split second, everything went pink. But then, as her eyes grew accustomed, everything was back to normal...but then again, it wasn't. Everything seemed...brighter...
She looked back down to the potion, but found it mostly gone. Surely that wasn't supposed to happen. She stared into the cauldron, wondering where it went. Just then, the door opened, and she a figure walked in...she couldn't make it out, for it was enveloped in a bright white glow. The glow slowly died down until the figure was coated with black, then red, then a tinge of yellow, with a good amount of white still remaining. Well how's that for luck? She finds her muse on the first try with the glasses! Awesome! She reached up, to take the glasses off, but they weren't there. Alarmed, she looked back to the figure, but found she could see him clearly...
"Oh good Gods in Heaven..."
Wyltk-It's a very annoying process Writer's Block is.
VirgoMoon-I'm glad you love this story! I hope you found this chapter satisfactory?
Kelly-Yeah, something like that...You'll see, you'll see...;)
ice queen-I hope I've answered you enough?
Spazzy-You awesome chick you! I'm still adjusting to good ew's though!
Lee Velviet-You'll find out who Ginny's muse is in the next chapter...anyone know yet?
Sky Yagami-My bestest friend in the whole wide world! You still reading this?
D.S. Moony-Could be, though I'm the oldest and I love all of that stuff too. ^^
kris-I like muses too! *wonders where hers is*
witchy_grrl-Your perveted chick sounds like me..o.O