Chapter Four: Odor Potions and Super Stinky Draco
A/N: I'm so happy! I got another review *tear*. I feel so loved. I hope you enjoy this chapter!
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"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts. I'm sure you're all excited to be back at school," said Professor Dumbledore. "I'd like to congratulate the students that have been made Prefects and I would like to also congratulate the new Head Boy and Girl, Roger Davies and Alexia Jaden, Now, you may all eat and enjoy the feast!" Everyone gave a big applause as food appeared on the long tables. Ron's eyes widened at the plates of roast duck, mashed potatoes, fried chicken, vegetables, pork chops, and breads. There were boats of gravy and large bowls of different soups. There were also small plates of candy and small bowls with chocolate mousses.
"Food. . .so good. . .so rich. . .and juicy," said Ron. "Ron, you have serious problems," said Harry. "Um, ok," said Hermione. Harry looked up at the teachers' table. There was an empty seat. Harry raised an eyebrow.
"Looks like there isn't a new Defense against the Dark Arts teacher," said Harry. All of the DADA teachers had resigned or been fired. Just last year, an imposter of Mad-Eye Moody had come to Hogwarts in an attempt to bring Harry to Voldemort, the most powerful dark wizard in over a century.
"Oh, well, that's odd," said Hermione. Ron nodded in agreement. Then, they saw a short figure move toward the teachers' table and sit down. This figure was a female. She had a long sheet of silver hair and crystal blue eyes. Harry's jaw dropped.
"It's Fleur Delacour," Ron whispered. Almost everyone looked at the teachers' table and gaped. Almost all of them knew her from the Triwizard Tournament the previous year. She had competed for Beauxbatons, a magic school in France.
"Oh no, not that shallow-" Hermione didn't get to finish what she was going to say. Professor Dumbledore interrupted her.
"Ah, everyone! This is our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. You may recognize her from last year at the Triwizard Tournament when she competed for Beauxbatons," he said. Fleur blushed and smiled at everyone. Harry looked over at Roger Davies, to see him smiling wildly.
Fleur started walking toward the Gryffindor table. All of the guys she walked by started to stare at her dreamily. Hermione, Ron, and Harry knew that her Grandmother was part veela.
"Ah, bonjour 'Arry," Fleur said in her thick French accent.
"Um, hi Fleur," he said nervously.
"Isn't zis wonderful? Me teaching 'ere, 'onestly," said Fleur. She then turned to Ron. "Ah, 'nd you 'Onald. I 'ant to 'hank you again for 'elping saving my 'ister Gabrielle." Ron's ears turned bright red.
"Now, I 'ust go 'ind 'Oger 'Avies," said Fleur.
"He's at the Ravenclaw table," said Ron, clearing his throat. Fleur smiled at him and walked to the Ravenclaw table and sat down with Roger Davies.
Harry looked over at the Ravenclaw table and saw Cho. She looked extremely beautiful with her silky jet black hair, slightly tanned skin (probably from playing Quidditch so much), and bright blue eyes. He stared dreamily at her but then remembered how Hermione looked (SOMEONE'S a little shallow. . .). He smiled, thinking about Hermione and Cho.
Everyone in the Great Hall ate and ate until their heart's desire was met. Everyone ate fourths', or even fifths' of the delicious food. Hermione was excited to be back at school. She wanted to go to her classes, do homework, and maybe, just maybe, get a boyfriend.
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Hermione woke up the next morning, the sun shining into the girls' dormitories. She yawned and quickly got up and got dressed in her school robes. She used some Sleekeasy's Hair Potion to straighten her slightly wavy hair. She quickly put on some lip gloss and mascara and went down to the Gryffindor Common Room. She saw that it was empty. She quickly walked with her book bag to the Great Hall, where Ron and Harry were already sitting, eating breakfast.
"Why didn't you wait for me?" Hermione screeched sleepily.
"Well, you were taking so long and we were hungry," Ron said, his voice muffled by scrambled eggs and bacon. Hermione rolled her eyes and sat down. She took her schedule from her bag and looked at it.
"We have. . .Potions next," Hermione said dreadfully.
"What? We always have it last though," said Harry.
"Hell, no! We CAN'T have POTIONS with SNAPE," said Ron. He looked fury with anger.
"The good thing is that it's only a half hour," Hermione said slightly happier. She stuffed a muffin into her mouth and hastily drank a small glass of orange juice. "It's in 5 minutes!" Harry and Ron quickly followed her and they all ran to Potions class.
"You're late! 10 points from Gryffindor," Snape said, sneering. "Today, we will be brewing up Odor Potions. These potions make the victim smell horrible for up to five days." Snape grinned nastily at Neville, while Neville looked extremely nervous. He took out a few ingredients.
"It all depends on how many ingredients you use and what color the potion is. For minimal odor, you have to use a orange Odor Potion. If you want medium odor, use a blue Odor Potion. And if you want the filthiest and most disgusting odor for up to five days, you need to use a black Odor Potion," Snape said nastily. "Now, I'll assign you all into groups of two." Harry immediately gravitated next to Hermione, seeing that she was the smartest person in the class.
"I don't think so, Potter. Go sit next to. . .Pansy Parkinson. And, Granger, go sit next to Draco Malfoy," Snape said in an oily voice. Pansy whimpered as she moved away from Draco and next to Harry, glaring at him. Hermione looked disgusted. But, she slowly walked towards Draco and sat down. Draco smiled, not in a sneering manner, but sincerely. His pale blue eyes seemed to be sparkling (now, I'm just freaking you out, right?).
"Now, to make the Odor Potions you need to take three cups of vinegar, half of a dirty sock, two tablespoons of mud, and some sauerkraut," said Snape. "You all might want to wear your dragonhide gloves." Hermione and Draco both put on their gloves and started measuring the items.
"Mmm, I just LOVE the smell of sauerkraut in the morning," Draco said sarcastically. Hermione giggled lightly and Draco smiled at her. She immediately stopped. Her cheeks turned a light pink shade.
"Vinegar and dirty socks are just a WONDERFUL combination, Draco," Hermione said jokingly.
"Yeah, I have it everyday when I wake up," said Draco. They both put the ingredients in the jar.
"No wonder you smell so bad, Dragon Breath," Hermione said. Draco looked highly affronted. After 10 minutes or so, Hermione and Draco were finished.
"You look really pretty," said Draco.
"Yeah, well, you know, I pretty myself up for you," Hermione said sarcastically and rolled her eyes.
"I feel flattered," Draco said in a serious tone.
"Longbottom! You dumb boy! Didn't you hear me at the beginning of the LESSON? Your potion is supposed to be ORANGE, BLUE, OR BLACK, not WHITE! You'd think that would penetrate through your thick skull!" Snape shouted at Neville, who was whimpering loudly. "Now," Snape said to the rest of the class, "one of you must test your Odor Potions on the other."
"Um, well, I guess I'll get stinky then," said Draco, looking sad. "I spend so much on deodorant too." Draco turned away and when he wasn't looking, Hermione added a few more ingredients to make the Odor Potion turn from orange to black. She grinned wickedly.
"Ok, you ready, Dragon Breath?" she asked innocently.
"Yeah, put it on me," he said, still facing the other wall.
"Ok!" exclaimed Hermione. He turned around and she threw the Odor Potion all over his hair and body.
"What the HELL?" Draco asked furiously. "It was SUPPOSED to be ORANGE, not BLACK! Now, I'm going to stink for a week!" Hermione started gagging. So did everyone around Draco. No one else had made a black Odor Potion. Harry and Ron had both been sprayed with orange Odor Potions though but they smelled like they usually did, dirty and disgusting.
"Actually, you'll stink for about five days," Hermione said sweetly.
"Yeah, thanks Hermione! I owe you one!" said Draco. When Snape wasn't looking, he kissed her lips.
"That was so DISGUSTING!" Hermione whispered loudly.
"Yeah, well, it's revenge," Draco said.
"Now, if you've been sprayed or drank the Odor Potion, come up here so I can give you the antidote," said Snape.
"Oh, thank GOD!" Draco said happily.
"Aw, too bad," Hermione said disappointed.
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A/N: So, didja like the chapter? Hopefully, you did. I posted this a little late but as long as it's good, it's OK, right? Well, I think it was good. Please review!
A/N: I'm so happy! I got another review *tear*. I feel so loved. I hope you enjoy this chapter!
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"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts. I'm sure you're all excited to be back at school," said Professor Dumbledore. "I'd like to congratulate the students that have been made Prefects and I would like to also congratulate the new Head Boy and Girl, Roger Davies and Alexia Jaden, Now, you may all eat and enjoy the feast!" Everyone gave a big applause as food appeared on the long tables. Ron's eyes widened at the plates of roast duck, mashed potatoes, fried chicken, vegetables, pork chops, and breads. There were boats of gravy and large bowls of different soups. There were also small plates of candy and small bowls with chocolate mousses.
"Food. . .so good. . .so rich. . .and juicy," said Ron. "Ron, you have serious problems," said Harry. "Um, ok," said Hermione. Harry looked up at the teachers' table. There was an empty seat. Harry raised an eyebrow.
"Looks like there isn't a new Defense against the Dark Arts teacher," said Harry. All of the DADA teachers had resigned or been fired. Just last year, an imposter of Mad-Eye Moody had come to Hogwarts in an attempt to bring Harry to Voldemort, the most powerful dark wizard in over a century.
"Oh, well, that's odd," said Hermione. Ron nodded in agreement. Then, they saw a short figure move toward the teachers' table and sit down. This figure was a female. She had a long sheet of silver hair and crystal blue eyes. Harry's jaw dropped.
"It's Fleur Delacour," Ron whispered. Almost everyone looked at the teachers' table and gaped. Almost all of them knew her from the Triwizard Tournament the previous year. She had competed for Beauxbatons, a magic school in France.
"Oh no, not that shallow-" Hermione didn't get to finish what she was going to say. Professor Dumbledore interrupted her.
"Ah, everyone! This is our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. You may recognize her from last year at the Triwizard Tournament when she competed for Beauxbatons," he said. Fleur blushed and smiled at everyone. Harry looked over at Roger Davies, to see him smiling wildly.
Fleur started walking toward the Gryffindor table. All of the guys she walked by started to stare at her dreamily. Hermione, Ron, and Harry knew that her Grandmother was part veela.
"Ah, bonjour 'Arry," Fleur said in her thick French accent.
"Um, hi Fleur," he said nervously.
"Isn't zis wonderful? Me teaching 'ere, 'onestly," said Fleur. She then turned to Ron. "Ah, 'nd you 'Onald. I 'ant to 'hank you again for 'elping saving my 'ister Gabrielle." Ron's ears turned bright red.
"Now, I 'ust go 'ind 'Oger 'Avies," said Fleur.
"He's at the Ravenclaw table," said Ron, clearing his throat. Fleur smiled at him and walked to the Ravenclaw table and sat down with Roger Davies.
Harry looked over at the Ravenclaw table and saw Cho. She looked extremely beautiful with her silky jet black hair, slightly tanned skin (probably from playing Quidditch so much), and bright blue eyes. He stared dreamily at her but then remembered how Hermione looked (SOMEONE'S a little shallow. . .). He smiled, thinking about Hermione and Cho.
Everyone in the Great Hall ate and ate until their heart's desire was met. Everyone ate fourths', or even fifths' of the delicious food. Hermione was excited to be back at school. She wanted to go to her classes, do homework, and maybe, just maybe, get a boyfriend.
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Hermione woke up the next morning, the sun shining into the girls' dormitories. She yawned and quickly got up and got dressed in her school robes. She used some Sleekeasy's Hair Potion to straighten her slightly wavy hair. She quickly put on some lip gloss and mascara and went down to the Gryffindor Common Room. She saw that it was empty. She quickly walked with her book bag to the Great Hall, where Ron and Harry were already sitting, eating breakfast.
"Why didn't you wait for me?" Hermione screeched sleepily.
"Well, you were taking so long and we were hungry," Ron said, his voice muffled by scrambled eggs and bacon. Hermione rolled her eyes and sat down. She took her schedule from her bag and looked at it.
"We have. . .Potions next," Hermione said dreadfully.
"What? We always have it last though," said Harry.
"Hell, no! We CAN'T have POTIONS with SNAPE," said Ron. He looked fury with anger.
"The good thing is that it's only a half hour," Hermione said slightly happier. She stuffed a muffin into her mouth and hastily drank a small glass of orange juice. "It's in 5 minutes!" Harry and Ron quickly followed her and they all ran to Potions class.
"You're late! 10 points from Gryffindor," Snape said, sneering. "Today, we will be brewing up Odor Potions. These potions make the victim smell horrible for up to five days." Snape grinned nastily at Neville, while Neville looked extremely nervous. He took out a few ingredients.
"It all depends on how many ingredients you use and what color the potion is. For minimal odor, you have to use a orange Odor Potion. If you want medium odor, use a blue Odor Potion. And if you want the filthiest and most disgusting odor for up to five days, you need to use a black Odor Potion," Snape said nastily. "Now, I'll assign you all into groups of two." Harry immediately gravitated next to Hermione, seeing that she was the smartest person in the class.
"I don't think so, Potter. Go sit next to. . .Pansy Parkinson. And, Granger, go sit next to Draco Malfoy," Snape said in an oily voice. Pansy whimpered as she moved away from Draco and next to Harry, glaring at him. Hermione looked disgusted. But, she slowly walked towards Draco and sat down. Draco smiled, not in a sneering manner, but sincerely. His pale blue eyes seemed to be sparkling (now, I'm just freaking you out, right?).
"Now, to make the Odor Potions you need to take three cups of vinegar, half of a dirty sock, two tablespoons of mud, and some sauerkraut," said Snape. "You all might want to wear your dragonhide gloves." Hermione and Draco both put on their gloves and started measuring the items.
"Mmm, I just LOVE the smell of sauerkraut in the morning," Draco said sarcastically. Hermione giggled lightly and Draco smiled at her. She immediately stopped. Her cheeks turned a light pink shade.
"Vinegar and dirty socks are just a WONDERFUL combination, Draco," Hermione said jokingly.
"Yeah, I have it everyday when I wake up," said Draco. They both put the ingredients in the jar.
"No wonder you smell so bad, Dragon Breath," Hermione said. Draco looked highly affronted. After 10 minutes or so, Hermione and Draco were finished.
"You look really pretty," said Draco.
"Yeah, well, you know, I pretty myself up for you," Hermione said sarcastically and rolled her eyes.
"I feel flattered," Draco said in a serious tone.
"Longbottom! You dumb boy! Didn't you hear me at the beginning of the LESSON? Your potion is supposed to be ORANGE, BLUE, OR BLACK, not WHITE! You'd think that would penetrate through your thick skull!" Snape shouted at Neville, who was whimpering loudly. "Now," Snape said to the rest of the class, "one of you must test your Odor Potions on the other."
"Um, well, I guess I'll get stinky then," said Draco, looking sad. "I spend so much on deodorant too." Draco turned away and when he wasn't looking, Hermione added a few more ingredients to make the Odor Potion turn from orange to black. She grinned wickedly.
"Ok, you ready, Dragon Breath?" she asked innocently.
"Yeah, put it on me," he said, still facing the other wall.
"Ok!" exclaimed Hermione. He turned around and she threw the Odor Potion all over his hair and body.
"What the HELL?" Draco asked furiously. "It was SUPPOSED to be ORANGE, not BLACK! Now, I'm going to stink for a week!" Hermione started gagging. So did everyone around Draco. No one else had made a black Odor Potion. Harry and Ron had both been sprayed with orange Odor Potions though but they smelled like they usually did, dirty and disgusting.
"Actually, you'll stink for about five days," Hermione said sweetly.
"Yeah, thanks Hermione! I owe you one!" said Draco. When Snape wasn't looking, he kissed her lips.
"That was so DISGUSTING!" Hermione whispered loudly.
"Yeah, well, it's revenge," Draco said.
"Now, if you've been sprayed or drank the Odor Potion, come up here so I can give you the antidote," said Snape.
"Oh, thank GOD!" Draco said happily.
"Aw, too bad," Hermione said disappointed.
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A/N: So, didja like the chapter? Hopefully, you did. I posted this a little late but as long as it's good, it's OK, right? Well, I think it was good. Please review!
