Harry slowly opened his eyes, and realized he was facing a black wall. At first he wasn't sure what had happened, the he remembered that he had sat behind the couch in the Gryffindor common room.
'I must have cryed myself to sleep,' he thought, as he sat up and slowly managed to unwedge himself from behind the couch. Which Harry discovered was not an easy task when you are half awake.
He sleepily stood up, staggered around to the front of the couch, and sat down. He looked around. The room was empty, so he figured they must have all gone to bed, and forgotten about him. Which in most cases would make him sad, but because of the events of the last few days, Harry was happy to have to deal with little human interaction.
He was starting to wake up now. He looked over at the big clock on the wall. '2:56 am, if I go to sleep now, there is no way I will be able to be up in time for potions. Not like I would really miss it, but Snape has just been getting worse everyday, and who knows what will happen if I piss him off again. Whatever is going on has to stop.'
Harry's eyes suddenly opened very wide. 'That's what I can do!!!' he thought excitedly. 'What does Hermonie do every time she wants to try to figure something? She goes to the library! I knew having her as a friend would come in handy!'
He got up from the couch and walked up to the boy's dorm to get his invisibility cloak. 'Sure no one's probably awake, but Snape and Dumbledore are known to be night owls, and I don't need to fuck up my life even more than it already is.'
Within a few minutes, invisible Harry was making his way to the library. He took off the cloak as soon as he got into the library, but kept it close at all times, in case Snape was in the library threatening Lockhart, like he had done to Quirrell last year. He smiled at the fact of Lockhart being threatened. 'He'd probably run away screaming like a farie..'
Harry jaw dropped, and his eyes widened. "Lockhart!!!" he whispered aloud. 'That song he was singing, pimp juice was it?' Harry thought.
He quickly flipped through "The Book of Spells" until he found love spells. "Pimp Juice!!!" Harry yelled, but quickly covered his mouth, remembering he wasn't supposed to be out of his dorm.
He read the description. Pimp Juice- a love potion, which will increase the sex drive of anyone who drinks it. They will crave sex, and will stop at nothing to get it, no matter who they hurt in the process. Side effects include selfishness, intense sarcasm, and rudeness to others. Reverse with anti-potion.
"That's it!!" Harry yelled excitedly. "Lockhart made the Pimp Juice to try to spice things up at Hogwarts!!!" Harry rolled his eyes, 'Lockhart was the dumbest teacher they had ever had.' he thought.
He heard footsteps, and reached for his cape. But before he could pull the cape over him, and familiar voice in the shadows said, "Lockhart didn't make the potion."
Harry dropped the book as Hermonie stepped out of the darkness, looked down sadly, then right at Harry and said "I did," and looked down once again.
Harry wasn't quite so calm, upon hearing this news, forgetting he was supposed to be quiet, exploded at Hermonie, "What?!?!" he screamed clenching his fists, never having been madder in his life. "The reason Ron has been being such a bitch, Malfoy rapped me, and all the teachers have lost their mind is because of you!?!?"
Hermonie nodded with tears in her eyes, but Harry was too pissed to care. He was breathing heavy and his ears were almost literally smoking. He asked as nice as he could through clenched teeth, "Why did you do it Hermonie?"
Hermonie backed up, and looked very frightened. She had seen Harry mad, but never like this.
"Hermonie answer me!!!" Harry said, getting closer to her, and sounding more angry than ever.
"Well," she stammered as Harry crossed his arms. "I was sick of being good all the time. I wanted to do something bad for once. Maybe then people would like me." she said sadly.
But Harry interrupted. "What, you thought by ruining everyone's life, that would make them like you? I could honestly say that I think the only person who's life is not completely fucked over because of you is Ron, and well I always thought he was messed up..."
"You're not listening!!!!!" Hermonie screamed. "I wasn't done!!!! I wanted so bad to do something wrong. So I brewed the pimp juice, and decided I was going to have sex with a teacher." She blushed.
"Lockhart!!!" Harry said in amazement, and then shuddered. "Hermonie that's just wrong!!!
Just then, Dumbledore and Mcgonagoll came into the library, woken by all the noise Hermonie and Harry had been making. Mcgonagoll opened her mouth to say something, but Dumbledore stopped her.
Hermonie bite her lip to keep from crying. But as some as she began to talk, she broke down. "It was only supposed to be for him!!!" she sobbed. "No one else was supposed to drink it, but I put it in the refrigerator next to the pumpkin juice, and well it was about the same color, so someone must have thought it was the pumpkin juice, and put it on the table for breakfast. You were the only one who didn't drink it, it was that morning that you slept in. That's why you were the only one who noticed that anything was going on. I soon realized what had happened, but was too afraid to come clean, but then I saw what it was doing to you and everyone else, and I felt bad. Harry I'm so sorry...." she said sadly.
"You should be!!!" said Dumbledore angrily.
Hermonie spun around, and came face to face with Dumbledore and Mcgonagoll. Her face turned ghost white, and an expression of sheer terror was on her face. She smiled nervously, "So how much did you hear?" she asked.
"Enough," answered Dumbledore, "You are coming with me young lady." he said, as he firmly grabbed Hermonie be the wrist.
"Miss Granger, I am very disappointed in you. I had high expectations for you, I would have never thought...." she was so shocked she was at a loss for words. She just looked at Hermonie, and shook her head in disgust.
She followed Dumbledore out the door, who was dragging a sobbing Hermonie down the hall.
'I must have cryed myself to sleep,' he thought, as he sat up and slowly managed to unwedge himself from behind the couch. Which Harry discovered was not an easy task when you are half awake.
He sleepily stood up, staggered around to the front of the couch, and sat down. He looked around. The room was empty, so he figured they must have all gone to bed, and forgotten about him. Which in most cases would make him sad, but because of the events of the last few days, Harry was happy to have to deal with little human interaction.
He was starting to wake up now. He looked over at the big clock on the wall. '2:56 am, if I go to sleep now, there is no way I will be able to be up in time for potions. Not like I would really miss it, but Snape has just been getting worse everyday, and who knows what will happen if I piss him off again. Whatever is going on has to stop.'
Harry's eyes suddenly opened very wide. 'That's what I can do!!!' he thought excitedly. 'What does Hermonie do every time she wants to try to figure something? She goes to the library! I knew having her as a friend would come in handy!'
He got up from the couch and walked up to the boy's dorm to get his invisibility cloak. 'Sure no one's probably awake, but Snape and Dumbledore are known to be night owls, and I don't need to fuck up my life even more than it already is.'
Within a few minutes, invisible Harry was making his way to the library. He took off the cloak as soon as he got into the library, but kept it close at all times, in case Snape was in the library threatening Lockhart, like he had done to Quirrell last year. He smiled at the fact of Lockhart being threatened. 'He'd probably run away screaming like a farie..'
Harry jaw dropped, and his eyes widened. "Lockhart!!!" he whispered aloud. 'That song he was singing, pimp juice was it?' Harry thought.
He quickly flipped through "The Book of Spells" until he found love spells. "Pimp Juice!!!" Harry yelled, but quickly covered his mouth, remembering he wasn't supposed to be out of his dorm.
He read the description. Pimp Juice- a love potion, which will increase the sex drive of anyone who drinks it. They will crave sex, and will stop at nothing to get it, no matter who they hurt in the process. Side effects include selfishness, intense sarcasm, and rudeness to others. Reverse with anti-potion.
"That's it!!" Harry yelled excitedly. "Lockhart made the Pimp Juice to try to spice things up at Hogwarts!!!" Harry rolled his eyes, 'Lockhart was the dumbest teacher they had ever had.' he thought.
He heard footsteps, and reached for his cape. But before he could pull the cape over him, and familiar voice in the shadows said, "Lockhart didn't make the potion."
Harry dropped the book as Hermonie stepped out of the darkness, looked down sadly, then right at Harry and said "I did," and looked down once again.
Harry wasn't quite so calm, upon hearing this news, forgetting he was supposed to be quiet, exploded at Hermonie, "What?!?!" he screamed clenching his fists, never having been madder in his life. "The reason Ron has been being such a bitch, Malfoy rapped me, and all the teachers have lost their mind is because of you!?!?"
Hermonie nodded with tears in her eyes, but Harry was too pissed to care. He was breathing heavy and his ears were almost literally smoking. He asked as nice as he could through clenched teeth, "Why did you do it Hermonie?"
Hermonie backed up, and looked very frightened. She had seen Harry mad, but never like this.
"Hermonie answer me!!!" Harry said, getting closer to her, and sounding more angry than ever.
"Well," she stammered as Harry crossed his arms. "I was sick of being good all the time. I wanted to do something bad for once. Maybe then people would like me." she said sadly.
But Harry interrupted. "What, you thought by ruining everyone's life, that would make them like you? I could honestly say that I think the only person who's life is not completely fucked over because of you is Ron, and well I always thought he was messed up..."
"You're not listening!!!!!" Hermonie screamed. "I wasn't done!!!! I wanted so bad to do something wrong. So I brewed the pimp juice, and decided I was going to have sex with a teacher." She blushed.
"Lockhart!!!" Harry said in amazement, and then shuddered. "Hermonie that's just wrong!!!
Just then, Dumbledore and Mcgonagoll came into the library, woken by all the noise Hermonie and Harry had been making. Mcgonagoll opened her mouth to say something, but Dumbledore stopped her.
Hermonie bite her lip to keep from crying. But as some as she began to talk, she broke down. "It was only supposed to be for him!!!" she sobbed. "No one else was supposed to drink it, but I put it in the refrigerator next to the pumpkin juice, and well it was about the same color, so someone must have thought it was the pumpkin juice, and put it on the table for breakfast. You were the only one who didn't drink it, it was that morning that you slept in. That's why you were the only one who noticed that anything was going on. I soon realized what had happened, but was too afraid to come clean, but then I saw what it was doing to you and everyone else, and I felt bad. Harry I'm so sorry...." she said sadly.
"You should be!!!" said Dumbledore angrily.
Hermonie spun around, and came face to face with Dumbledore and Mcgonagoll. Her face turned ghost white, and an expression of sheer terror was on her face. She smiled nervously, "So how much did you hear?" she asked.
"Enough," answered Dumbledore, "You are coming with me young lady." he said, as he firmly grabbed Hermonie be the wrist.
"Miss Granger, I am very disappointed in you. I had high expectations for you, I would have never thought...." she was so shocked she was at a loss for words. She just looked at Hermonie, and shook her head in disgust.
She followed Dumbledore out the door, who was dragging a sobbing Hermonie down the hall.