This week, my dears, we will be studying our astrology," Professor
Trelawney told the class in a dreamy voice.
"Haven't we done that already?" Ron muttered under his breath to Harry.
Professor Trelawney heard him, unfortunately, and snapped, " Ronald Weasley! Pay attention!" in a cranky voice, unlike her usual dreamy self. She added quickly, "Of course, I knew it was going to happen and so prepared myself." Lavender Brown looked delighted and gave Ron a look of scorn.
"Now dears, we will take out our books and turn to page 54," Professor Trelawney instructed the class. Harry opened his book and stared listlessly at the page. "How to predict your future-just by your birth date!" the page said across the top in bold lettering.
"I trust you are all familiar with the 12 signs of the zodiac," Professor Trelawney turned to face the class again. "Now, we will see what stars we were born under, beginning with you Lavender, please come up to the board and follow my instructions." While Professor Trelawney was occupied with Lavender, Ron turned to talk to Harry again.
"What's she trying to do? We did this stuff last year!" Ron groaned.
"She was too lazy to prepare a new lesson?" Harry guessed.
"I should have dropped Divination and taken up Arithmancy or Muggle Studies, anything but Divination," Ron continued muttering. Harry glanced at his watch which he had recently repaired. According to it, only five more minutes till Divination was over. Then it was Herbology.
Meanwhile, Professor Trelawney had finished with Lavender and called Neville up next. He got up to go and promptly fell over the beanbag which he had been sitting on. Harry stifled a yawn as he was guided through the process by Professor Trelawney and tried to keep from falling asleep in the dark stuffy room. The scent of too-strong perfume filled the air and caused Ron to choke. Finally the bell rang as Professor Trelawney gave up on Neville who had just worked out he was born under five constellations including Ursa Major and Ursa Minor. Harry put his book into his bag and left the dim classroom for the sunny greenhouse 13 of Herbology.
Professor Sprout seemed a tad irritated that day and told them to get their gloves on as they had to squeeze the Bubotubers again that day. Seamus Dean turned a slight shade of green but pulled on his dragon-hide gloves anyway. Professor Sprout handed out glass bottles, placed the extras on a table and they all got down to work. Hermione seemed a little uneasy but Neville popped the little bubbles with ease. Justin Fletcher complained all the time until Ron told him to shut up. When the lesson was over, it was time for History of Magic with Professor Binns.
As usual, the whole class was asleep except Hermione who never failed to pay attention in all classes. Professor Binns droned on and on until the next bell rang indicating Potions class was next. Neville got stuck in a trick stair and Ron and Harry had to pull him out quickly so they wouldn't be late.
" I see you all are late. Five points from Gryffindor," Professor Snape said coldly. Harry wanted to protest but knew it wouldn't be any good. Snape would just take 5 points more. He got out his potion-making set and waited for further instructions. Professor Snape announced that today would be the day they would make a truth potion. "Not as strong as my Verita- Serum, of course," he said seriously.
"Theory first. The ingredients for Verita-Serum are asphodel, and infusion of bezoar and wormwood, skin of a Truth Fruit found in the bark of an oak that has been nested in by Augureys and a pinch of salt from the Dead Sea taken after midnight. For the truth potion we are making today the infusion of bezoar and wormwood as well as the pinch of salt will not be needed. The oak tree need not be nested in but the Truth Fruit must grow there." Professor Snape spoke quickly and the students scrambled to take everything down before they forgot it.
"The procedure is as follows." Snape wrote the procedure on the board as he spoke. Harry dipped his quill into his ink-pot and cursed silently. It was empty. He turned to ask Hermione if she would let him dip his quill into her ink-bottle when Malfoy spoke from behind them.
"No need to ask that Mudblood. Use mine," Malfoy said in a derisive voice.
"Thanks Malfoy," Harry said, taking the ink-pot held out to him. "And by the way, she isn't a Mudblood. Thought you might like to know." Malfoy scowled but, miraculously, said nothing.
"You may begin making your potions." Snape announced. " I will select one of you to test the potions on. Mr. Weasley, we will test Neville's potion on you at the end of the lesson." Ron turned a funny colour and Neville looked apologetic.
"Hermione. help Neville!" Ron mouthed. Hermione got the message and helped Neville while Harry and Ron worked on their own potion. Soon the potions had all turned the proper colour and were ready.
"I shall now tell Weasley a secret of sorts before he drinks Longbottom's potion." Snape bent down and whispered in Ron's ear. Ron turned red but said nothing. Neville held a small vial out to Ron. Ron drank it with a grimace on his face. When it took effect, Snape spoke harshly to Ron.
"What have I just said to you?"
"Neville Longbottom is hopeless in Potions which he should drop immediately," Ron recited in an expressionless voice. Hermione grabbed Neville's shoulder.
"He's under the influence of the potion, he can't help himself," she whispered. Neville nodded. Just then, the bell rang and Ron snapped out of his trance. The whole class trooped out of there for dinner.
"Did I say anything stupid just now?" Ron asked Harry worriedly.
"Only that Neville Longbottom is an hopeless idiot!" Neville's hurt voice said rather loudly. He walked right past them without looking back.
"Oh no. Snape made me say that?" Ron was horrified. Harry could only nod. Malfoy sailed past just then.
"I'll meet you in the Hall after dinner, Potter. Be there," Malfoy instructed Harry before going off. Goyle snickered before following Malfoy.
"What did he want, then?" Ron said unbelievingly.
"I dunno. guess I'll have to meet him then," Harry replied.
(review please!!! I don't know if I should continue the story or end it in the next chapter)
"Haven't we done that already?" Ron muttered under his breath to Harry.
Professor Trelawney heard him, unfortunately, and snapped, " Ronald Weasley! Pay attention!" in a cranky voice, unlike her usual dreamy self. She added quickly, "Of course, I knew it was going to happen and so prepared myself." Lavender Brown looked delighted and gave Ron a look of scorn.
"Now dears, we will take out our books and turn to page 54," Professor Trelawney instructed the class. Harry opened his book and stared listlessly at the page. "How to predict your future-just by your birth date!" the page said across the top in bold lettering.
"I trust you are all familiar with the 12 signs of the zodiac," Professor Trelawney turned to face the class again. "Now, we will see what stars we were born under, beginning with you Lavender, please come up to the board and follow my instructions." While Professor Trelawney was occupied with Lavender, Ron turned to talk to Harry again.
"What's she trying to do? We did this stuff last year!" Ron groaned.
"She was too lazy to prepare a new lesson?" Harry guessed.
"I should have dropped Divination and taken up Arithmancy or Muggle Studies, anything but Divination," Ron continued muttering. Harry glanced at his watch which he had recently repaired. According to it, only five more minutes till Divination was over. Then it was Herbology.
Meanwhile, Professor Trelawney had finished with Lavender and called Neville up next. He got up to go and promptly fell over the beanbag which he had been sitting on. Harry stifled a yawn as he was guided through the process by Professor Trelawney and tried to keep from falling asleep in the dark stuffy room. The scent of too-strong perfume filled the air and caused Ron to choke. Finally the bell rang as Professor Trelawney gave up on Neville who had just worked out he was born under five constellations including Ursa Major and Ursa Minor. Harry put his book into his bag and left the dim classroom for the sunny greenhouse 13 of Herbology.
Professor Sprout seemed a tad irritated that day and told them to get their gloves on as they had to squeeze the Bubotubers again that day. Seamus Dean turned a slight shade of green but pulled on his dragon-hide gloves anyway. Professor Sprout handed out glass bottles, placed the extras on a table and they all got down to work. Hermione seemed a little uneasy but Neville popped the little bubbles with ease. Justin Fletcher complained all the time until Ron told him to shut up. When the lesson was over, it was time for History of Magic with Professor Binns.
As usual, the whole class was asleep except Hermione who never failed to pay attention in all classes. Professor Binns droned on and on until the next bell rang indicating Potions class was next. Neville got stuck in a trick stair and Ron and Harry had to pull him out quickly so they wouldn't be late.
" I see you all are late. Five points from Gryffindor," Professor Snape said coldly. Harry wanted to protest but knew it wouldn't be any good. Snape would just take 5 points more. He got out his potion-making set and waited for further instructions. Professor Snape announced that today would be the day they would make a truth potion. "Not as strong as my Verita- Serum, of course," he said seriously.
"Theory first. The ingredients for Verita-Serum are asphodel, and infusion of bezoar and wormwood, skin of a Truth Fruit found in the bark of an oak that has been nested in by Augureys and a pinch of salt from the Dead Sea taken after midnight. For the truth potion we are making today the infusion of bezoar and wormwood as well as the pinch of salt will not be needed. The oak tree need not be nested in but the Truth Fruit must grow there." Professor Snape spoke quickly and the students scrambled to take everything down before they forgot it.
"The procedure is as follows." Snape wrote the procedure on the board as he spoke. Harry dipped his quill into his ink-pot and cursed silently. It was empty. He turned to ask Hermione if she would let him dip his quill into her ink-bottle when Malfoy spoke from behind them.
"No need to ask that Mudblood. Use mine," Malfoy said in a derisive voice.
"Thanks Malfoy," Harry said, taking the ink-pot held out to him. "And by the way, she isn't a Mudblood. Thought you might like to know." Malfoy scowled but, miraculously, said nothing.
"You may begin making your potions." Snape announced. " I will select one of you to test the potions on. Mr. Weasley, we will test Neville's potion on you at the end of the lesson." Ron turned a funny colour and Neville looked apologetic.
"Hermione. help Neville!" Ron mouthed. Hermione got the message and helped Neville while Harry and Ron worked on their own potion. Soon the potions had all turned the proper colour and were ready.
"I shall now tell Weasley a secret of sorts before he drinks Longbottom's potion." Snape bent down and whispered in Ron's ear. Ron turned red but said nothing. Neville held a small vial out to Ron. Ron drank it with a grimace on his face. When it took effect, Snape spoke harshly to Ron.
"What have I just said to you?"
"Neville Longbottom is hopeless in Potions which he should drop immediately," Ron recited in an expressionless voice. Hermione grabbed Neville's shoulder.
"He's under the influence of the potion, he can't help himself," she whispered. Neville nodded. Just then, the bell rang and Ron snapped out of his trance. The whole class trooped out of there for dinner.
"Did I say anything stupid just now?" Ron asked Harry worriedly.
"Only that Neville Longbottom is an hopeless idiot!" Neville's hurt voice said rather loudly. He walked right past them without looking back.
"Oh no. Snape made me say that?" Ron was horrified. Harry could only nod. Malfoy sailed past just then.
"I'll meet you in the Hall after dinner, Potter. Be there," Malfoy instructed Harry before going off. Goyle snickered before following Malfoy.
"What did he want, then?" Ron said unbelievingly.
"I dunno. guess I'll have to meet him then," Harry replied.
(review please!!! I don't know if I should continue the story or end it in the next chapter)