PART 1 - INCIDENT ON POTIONS
Harry, Hermione and Ron were having a breakfest. They couldn't be more happy. It was a last day of real school on that year and they couldn't be more happy.
"Can you believe it! Next year is our final year in here, the seventh year." Ron said to them and beamed.
"I know what you mean. I'm so excited that I can't even tell you. I mean, our graduation is only one year away and then, no more school. That, of course, means that our exams is a lot harder than ever. I'm going to miss this place..." Hermione kept rambling while Harry and Ron changed amused looks. Of course Hermione would worry about the next year before the summer had even started.
"'Mione. Chill. You have all summer to think that. And if we don't get to the dungeons now, Snape is going to give us detention. I hate to have detention on the last class." Harry said and drank the rest of his juice.
They got up and hurried to the potions. They arrived just in time. Everything seemed to go right they should go on that day and nothing, not even double potions with Slytherins, could ruin that day from them.
Snape stared coldly at Gryffindors. "Even if this is the last potion class in this year, we'll work properly and like every time. Today we're going to draw the partners and do a binding potion which binds you physically and emotionally. A man named Sean Smith created it so that he could understand his wife. It didn't help him but later it has helped a lot of young couples and friends. So write your name a piece of a parchment and bring it here to this cauldron."
Everyone did as they were told and soon Snape started to shout names. "Ms Bulstrom with Mr Zabini, Ms Parkinson with Mr Potter, Mr Weasley with Ms Brown, Ms Granger with Mr Malfoy, Mr Goyle..." And so Snape went on with shouting names.
Ron and Harry gave Hermione a symphatic look and moved to their partners. Draco soon moved next to her. Hermione looked at him. 'He seems to be different somehow but I don't know how...' Hermione was returned back to earth by professor Snape.
"I'll tell the ingredients and you write them down. It's very important that you'll get the right amounts so listen very carefully. Two..." Hermione begun writing and continued doing so until Draco decided to talk.
"Listen, mudblood. Let's just get this over with as quickly as possible so that I don't have to sit next to you longer than it's necessary," Draco said cruelly.
"So that you don't have to sit next to me? Please... It's that I don't have to sit next to you, ferret. And that mudblood thing. What are you? Five?" She said back and secretly smiled. She had made him speechless.
"Let's get this over with, okay?" Draco mumbled quietly and returned his focus on Snape.
"...leaves of mint. No more, no less. Got it? Okay. Put all the ingrediants on to the cauldron and let it boil ten minutes. Now lets get to work." Snape finished and all did as they were told.
"Umm... Granger? How many leaves of mint did Snape told us to put in?" Draco carefully asked. He hated to reveal that he didn't know that.
"What? Snape's favourite, Slytherin's king, doesn't know? I'm shocked!" Hermione said but didn't so cruelly.
"Just say how much," Draco said angrily back. "And just so you know... I'm not Snape's favourite."
"Oh yes, you are," Hermione said and added three spoons of sugar to the cauldron.
"Okay, maybe I am," Draco admitted and regretted right away. He can't admit to mudblood that he's wrong. "Just tell me the amount."
"I can't." Hermione said quietly.
"What? Why not? Speaking isn't that hard... Oh, I forgot. You're a mudblood..." Draco said back but was surprised by Hermione's reaction.
"I can't 'cause I don't know, you idiot. Someone just had to speak when Snape said the ingredients that I missed the amount, okay?" She snapped.
"What? YOU don't know? A Gryffindor's know-it-all don't know? Must be the first time," He replied dramaticly.
"Just shut up ferret." Hermione said back and turned her focus back to work.
They continued working for awhile without any kind of sound. Then came the moment when they had to put in the mint. It was Hermione who spoke first.
"So Malfoy... What do you think? How many leaves we have to put to this potion?" Hermione asked and looked into his eyes. Draco looked back.
"Five, I think." He said.
"Did you heard the part that it's very important that we get the right amounts? You just can't be not sure about it." Hermione almost yelled.
"Okay, what did you hear?" Draco said back.
"Three." She replied. "But I can't be sure, now can I 'cause you just had to talk."
"You just have to blame me, don't you? Well, I say five and we put five." Draco said and reached for the leaves.
"NO!" Hermione yelled. "It absolutely was three."
"You just said that you can't be sure. We'll put five."
"Three."
"Five."
"Three."
"Five."
"Three."
"Five."
"Three."
"Five."
"Three."
"You said that you can't be sure about those three. Just ask Snape what it was and you'll hear that it was five."
"And lose house points from Gryffindors? I don't think so. You ask. You're the favourite."
"Is everything alright here, Mr Malfoy? Ms Granger?" Snape asked interrupting their little quarrel.
"Fine, professor." Draco said quickly and Snape left.
"Very well..." He said and then turned to the whole class. "Listen up! I'm going to get more ingredients to the potion which releases you from the binding potion." Then he left.
"Great," Hermione mumbled. "No we never find out how much leaves of mint we have to put in. Why didn't you ask from him?"
"And let that affect my grades? Don't think so. I have goals." Draco replied.
"Well that's new? What are they? Being a Head Boy? Never going to happen. You can't be intelligent enough to that." Hermione said back. "How many leaves we are going to put in there?"
"You'd be surprised." Draco replied to the earlier 'not intelligent enough' comment. "How about a compromise. Four?"
"Sounds good but we have to be sure that it's the right amount." Hermione said and sighed.
"Tired?" Draco asked and wondered why. Hermione nodded and Draco continued. "Listen. We only use mint as a flavour, right?"
"Usually." Hermione said her face buried in her hands.
"So it's probably just a flavour. It can't be that important than Snape let us understand. Lets just put four and that's it." Draco said and saw Hermione nod.
They put four leaves of mint and let it boil ten minutes. Then it was time to try it...
"I'll go first." Hermione said and reached for the cauldron but Draco took it first.
"Listen, mudblood. If you think that I'm going to drink from it after you had your taste you're surely mistaken." After that he drank half of it.
Hermione drank the other half and after ten seconds of staring each other's eyes they felt something. Draco felt enthusiasm towards the summer and seventh year. Hermione felt fear. Nothing else. She was confused and Draco now felt it.
"Summer's coming. That's great, huh?" Hermione mentioned and felt how fear grew.
"Yeah." Draco said quietly turning his face from Hermione's.
"You think this stuff works?" Hermione asked. The fear let go and was replaced by something else. Hermione wasn't sure what.
"I don't know, can't be sure. You?" Draco replied but Hermione felt him lying.
"Maybe." She said. Draco couldn't feel anything. After all, 'maybe' was something neutral.
They went quiet after that and then Snape came back. This time they payed attention to ingredients and after they had done the other potion they drank it. Class ended and they left.
"Hermione!" Hermione heard someone to yell. She turned and saw Draco's retreating back and Ron coming towards her.
"Hi, Ron. What's up?" Hermione said and smiled. She was happy to see him. She also felt confusion and knew that it didn't came from him.
"Nothing much. Found out that Lavender has a crush on me or somehting more. I maybe ask her out. What about you? Tell me that that slimy git also know as Malfoy didn't do anything to you." Ron asked genuinely concerned.
"No. Nothing at all. Sure we have our disagreements about how much mint we put in to the potion but nothing more. I wonder how Harry managed. He was the one stuck with Pansy." Hermione said and felt weak. Suddenly her head was pounding and she just had to sit down.
"Hermione?" She heard Harry saying her name. Then she heard Ron.
"Hermione! Harry we must take her to the infirmary."
Then came the darkness. She was unconscious. And So was someone else.
Phew... finally. Next part will be named 'Part 2 - Infirmary and explanations'. Remember to review. *smile*
Harry, Hermione and Ron were having a breakfest. They couldn't be more happy. It was a last day of real school on that year and they couldn't be more happy.
"Can you believe it! Next year is our final year in here, the seventh year." Ron said to them and beamed.
"I know what you mean. I'm so excited that I can't even tell you. I mean, our graduation is only one year away and then, no more school. That, of course, means that our exams is a lot harder than ever. I'm going to miss this place..." Hermione kept rambling while Harry and Ron changed amused looks. Of course Hermione would worry about the next year before the summer had even started.
"'Mione. Chill. You have all summer to think that. And if we don't get to the dungeons now, Snape is going to give us detention. I hate to have detention on the last class." Harry said and drank the rest of his juice.
They got up and hurried to the potions. They arrived just in time. Everything seemed to go right they should go on that day and nothing, not even double potions with Slytherins, could ruin that day from them.
Snape stared coldly at Gryffindors. "Even if this is the last potion class in this year, we'll work properly and like every time. Today we're going to draw the partners and do a binding potion which binds you physically and emotionally. A man named Sean Smith created it so that he could understand his wife. It didn't help him but later it has helped a lot of young couples and friends. So write your name a piece of a parchment and bring it here to this cauldron."
Everyone did as they were told and soon Snape started to shout names. "Ms Bulstrom with Mr Zabini, Ms Parkinson with Mr Potter, Mr Weasley with Ms Brown, Ms Granger with Mr Malfoy, Mr Goyle..." And so Snape went on with shouting names.
Ron and Harry gave Hermione a symphatic look and moved to their partners. Draco soon moved next to her. Hermione looked at him. 'He seems to be different somehow but I don't know how...' Hermione was returned back to earth by professor Snape.
"I'll tell the ingredients and you write them down. It's very important that you'll get the right amounts so listen very carefully. Two..." Hermione begun writing and continued doing so until Draco decided to talk.
"Listen, mudblood. Let's just get this over with as quickly as possible so that I don't have to sit next to you longer than it's necessary," Draco said cruelly.
"So that you don't have to sit next to me? Please... It's that I don't have to sit next to you, ferret. And that mudblood thing. What are you? Five?" She said back and secretly smiled. She had made him speechless.
"Let's get this over with, okay?" Draco mumbled quietly and returned his focus on Snape.
"...leaves of mint. No more, no less. Got it? Okay. Put all the ingrediants on to the cauldron and let it boil ten minutes. Now lets get to work." Snape finished and all did as they were told.
"Umm... Granger? How many leaves of mint did Snape told us to put in?" Draco carefully asked. He hated to reveal that he didn't know that.
"What? Snape's favourite, Slytherin's king, doesn't know? I'm shocked!" Hermione said but didn't so cruelly.
"Just say how much," Draco said angrily back. "And just so you know... I'm not Snape's favourite."
"Oh yes, you are," Hermione said and added three spoons of sugar to the cauldron.
"Okay, maybe I am," Draco admitted and regretted right away. He can't admit to mudblood that he's wrong. "Just tell me the amount."
"I can't." Hermione said quietly.
"What? Why not? Speaking isn't that hard... Oh, I forgot. You're a mudblood..." Draco said back but was surprised by Hermione's reaction.
"I can't 'cause I don't know, you idiot. Someone just had to speak when Snape said the ingredients that I missed the amount, okay?" She snapped.
"What? YOU don't know? A Gryffindor's know-it-all don't know? Must be the first time," He replied dramaticly.
"Just shut up ferret." Hermione said back and turned her focus back to work.
They continued working for awhile without any kind of sound. Then came the moment when they had to put in the mint. It was Hermione who spoke first.
"So Malfoy... What do you think? How many leaves we have to put to this potion?" Hermione asked and looked into his eyes. Draco looked back.
"Five, I think." He said.
"Did you heard the part that it's very important that we get the right amounts? You just can't be not sure about it." Hermione almost yelled.
"Okay, what did you hear?" Draco said back.
"Three." She replied. "But I can't be sure, now can I 'cause you just had to talk."
"You just have to blame me, don't you? Well, I say five and we put five." Draco said and reached for the leaves.
"NO!" Hermione yelled. "It absolutely was three."
"You just said that you can't be sure. We'll put five."
"Three."
"Five."
"Three."
"Five."
"Three."
"Five."
"Three."
"Five."
"Three."
"You said that you can't be sure about those three. Just ask Snape what it was and you'll hear that it was five."
"And lose house points from Gryffindors? I don't think so. You ask. You're the favourite."
"Is everything alright here, Mr Malfoy? Ms Granger?" Snape asked interrupting their little quarrel.
"Fine, professor." Draco said quickly and Snape left.
"Very well..." He said and then turned to the whole class. "Listen up! I'm going to get more ingredients to the potion which releases you from the binding potion." Then he left.
"Great," Hermione mumbled. "No we never find out how much leaves of mint we have to put in. Why didn't you ask from him?"
"And let that affect my grades? Don't think so. I have goals." Draco replied.
"Well that's new? What are they? Being a Head Boy? Never going to happen. You can't be intelligent enough to that." Hermione said back. "How many leaves we are going to put in there?"
"You'd be surprised." Draco replied to the earlier 'not intelligent enough' comment. "How about a compromise. Four?"
"Sounds good but we have to be sure that it's the right amount." Hermione said and sighed.
"Tired?" Draco asked and wondered why. Hermione nodded and Draco continued. "Listen. We only use mint as a flavour, right?"
"Usually." Hermione said her face buried in her hands.
"So it's probably just a flavour. It can't be that important than Snape let us understand. Lets just put four and that's it." Draco said and saw Hermione nod.
They put four leaves of mint and let it boil ten minutes. Then it was time to try it...
"I'll go first." Hermione said and reached for the cauldron but Draco took it first.
"Listen, mudblood. If you think that I'm going to drink from it after you had your taste you're surely mistaken." After that he drank half of it.
Hermione drank the other half and after ten seconds of staring each other's eyes they felt something. Draco felt enthusiasm towards the summer and seventh year. Hermione felt fear. Nothing else. She was confused and Draco now felt it.
"Summer's coming. That's great, huh?" Hermione mentioned and felt how fear grew.
"Yeah." Draco said quietly turning his face from Hermione's.
"You think this stuff works?" Hermione asked. The fear let go and was replaced by something else. Hermione wasn't sure what.
"I don't know, can't be sure. You?" Draco replied but Hermione felt him lying.
"Maybe." She said. Draco couldn't feel anything. After all, 'maybe' was something neutral.
They went quiet after that and then Snape came back. This time they payed attention to ingredients and after they had done the other potion they drank it. Class ended and they left.
"Hermione!" Hermione heard someone to yell. She turned and saw Draco's retreating back and Ron coming towards her.
"Hi, Ron. What's up?" Hermione said and smiled. She was happy to see him. She also felt confusion and knew that it didn't came from him.
"Nothing much. Found out that Lavender has a crush on me or somehting more. I maybe ask her out. What about you? Tell me that that slimy git also know as Malfoy didn't do anything to you." Ron asked genuinely concerned.
"No. Nothing at all. Sure we have our disagreements about how much mint we put in to the potion but nothing more. I wonder how Harry managed. He was the one stuck with Pansy." Hermione said and felt weak. Suddenly her head was pounding and she just had to sit down.
"Hermione?" She heard Harry saying her name. Then she heard Ron.
"Hermione! Harry we must take her to the infirmary."
Then came the darkness. She was unconscious. And So was someone else.
Phew... finally. Next part will be named 'Part 2 - Infirmary and explanations'. Remember to review. *smile*