A.N Chapter three. I don't have much to say except that I am desperate for REVIEWS!!!
Disclaimer: Duh. You shouldn't even have to ask this question.
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Potions Mix Up Pt. 3
In the library, Percy and Oliver slammed down their books. Percy immediately ran to the bookshelves, skimming his
fingers over the spines.
Oliver grabbed some parchment and set it on the table. Percy returned with at least six books in his arms.
"That many?" Oliver asked.
"Well, you want a decent report, don't you?"
"Well, yes..but...Never mind."
"Good."
Percy took a book and began to browse through it. Oliver, unsure of what to do next, took the first book out of the pile and opened it up. It was old. He turned to the glossary and found the correct page for the potion. He began to take some notes.
Within in an hour, together they both had plenty of notes to write a decent report. After supper, they both returned to the library and began to write the report. It was nearly 8 o'clock when they finished.
"'Bout time," Oliver said, putting his quill back into his back.
"I think we should test to make sure we can make this potion," Percy started.
"What? We've already working hours on this and I'm exhausted. Whatever happens tomorrow happens."
"That kind of attitude will see you right off the Quidditch team."
That struck a nerve. He couldn't lose his position. He couldn't be kicked off. One failing grade and he would be off. Snape would never stop smiling at after that.
"All right," Oliver gave in.
"Good." Percy stood up and grabbed his books. He led Oliver to a small room off the library, where a cauldron was sitting.
"What do we need first?" Oliver asked, his exhaustion taking over.
"Besiel."
"Let's get this over with."
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"It's done, I think," Percy said softly, watching the silver shimmer rise above the cauldron.
"Good." Oliver checked his watch. It was nearly nine.
Percy took out two glass and a ladle. He spooned out two glasses of the slivery potion and handed one to Oliver. Oliver looked at it and then held it to his mouth. He took one long guzzle and it was gone.
He helped Percy clean up the cauldron and dispose of the potion. Then he grabbed his things and left the small room, Percy right behind him.
As soon as he was out the door he realized that he had left his Quidditch book underneath the seat near where the cauldron had been. He turned around to go get it. Finding it exactly where he remembered putting it, he placed it under his arm and turned to leave the room.
He had just entered the back part of the library when he all of a sudden felt queasy. His stomach contracted. He doubled over, his books falling all over the place. Everything went blank.
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Thanks you for Pt 2:
Kelly: Thank you so much! Glad to be of service! Hee!!! THANK YOU!!
Ditzy Spacecadets: *nurses bruises all over body* *sniffle* Meanie....WAIT! THANK YOU SOO MUCH!
I love my reviewers.
~Que----REVIEW!!!!
~Queen of Fluff, aka Review for MEE!!
Disclaimer: Duh. You shouldn't even have to ask this question.
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Potions Mix Up Pt. 3
In the library, Percy and Oliver slammed down their books. Percy immediately ran to the bookshelves, skimming his
fingers over the spines.
Oliver grabbed some parchment and set it on the table. Percy returned with at least six books in his arms.
"That many?" Oliver asked.
"Well, you want a decent report, don't you?"
"Well, yes..but...Never mind."
"Good."
Percy took a book and began to browse through it. Oliver, unsure of what to do next, took the first book out of the pile and opened it up. It was old. He turned to the glossary and found the correct page for the potion. He began to take some notes.
Within in an hour, together they both had plenty of notes to write a decent report. After supper, they both returned to the library and began to write the report. It was nearly 8 o'clock when they finished.
"'Bout time," Oliver said, putting his quill back into his back.
"I think we should test to make sure we can make this potion," Percy started.
"What? We've already working hours on this and I'm exhausted. Whatever happens tomorrow happens."
"That kind of attitude will see you right off the Quidditch team."
That struck a nerve. He couldn't lose his position. He couldn't be kicked off. One failing grade and he would be off. Snape would never stop smiling at after that.
"All right," Oliver gave in.
"Good." Percy stood up and grabbed his books. He led Oliver to a small room off the library, where a cauldron was sitting.
"What do we need first?" Oliver asked, his exhaustion taking over.
"Besiel."
"Let's get this over with."
***
"It's done, I think," Percy said softly, watching the silver shimmer rise above the cauldron.
"Good." Oliver checked his watch. It was nearly nine.
Percy took out two glass and a ladle. He spooned out two glasses of the slivery potion and handed one to Oliver. Oliver looked at it and then held it to his mouth. He took one long guzzle and it was gone.
He helped Percy clean up the cauldron and dispose of the potion. Then he grabbed his things and left the small room, Percy right behind him.
As soon as he was out the door he realized that he had left his Quidditch book underneath the seat near where the cauldron had been. He turned around to go get it. Finding it exactly where he remembered putting it, he placed it under his arm and turned to leave the room.
He had just entered the back part of the library when he all of a sudden felt queasy. His stomach contracted. He doubled over, his books falling all over the place. Everything went blank.
*****
Thanks you for Pt 2:
Kelly: Thank you so much! Glad to be of service! Hee!!! THANK YOU!!
Ditzy Spacecadets: *nurses bruises all over body* *sniffle* Meanie....WAIT! THANK YOU SOO MUCH!
I love my reviewers.
~Que----REVIEW!!!!
~Queen of Fluff, aka Review for MEE!!