A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short. I promise that there will be a better one up soon. Thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far, and a special thanks to RainDrops who has listed me as a favourite author!
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Percy ran through the Potions class door just as the first bell sounded. Professor Snape looked at him disapprovingly, but said nothing. He sat down in the only empty seat - one at the front of the classroom- and inwardly groaned as the Slytherin Quidditch captain, Marcus Flint, looked over at him. Professor Snape instructed the class to take out their homework and Percy pulled out the rolled up piece of homework that he'd scribbled his answers on to. He looked around the room to see that he was the only one with just a piece of parchment- everyone else had potions ingredients, as well. In a moment of sheer panic he glanced around trying to find someone to borrow his missing ingredient - l'essence de l'attraction impossiblement forte - from. He was surrounded by Slytherins, and most of the Gryffindors seemed to be sitting at the back of the room, as far away from Snape as possible.
"Anything wrong, Weasley?" Flint sneered "Missing something, perhaps?" Percy gulped and sank lower in his seat.He could see that Flint had the potion, but he didn't want a Slytherin's "help". He opened his mouth to speak, but was saved by a loud crash behind him. He glanced in the direction of the noise to see that Persephone Maralis's cauldron had fallen off her desk, spilling it's contents all over the floor. Snape stalked angrily to the back of the class and the Slytherin's all snickered at her. Percy's heart jumped as he realized that this would be his chance to get the ingredient- he grabbed Flint's and poured a few drops in to his cauldron. When all the commotion had calmed down, Marcus Flint turned back to Percy and repeated his question. Percy smiled and shook his head, much to Flint's confusion. Percy continued to add ingredients to the potion that they were making- a strong love potion which could either have positive effects on it's subject or extremely negative ones. He added the final ingredient, the stem of a blood red rose, and picked up his wand. He tapped the cauldron, saying the incantation that would heat it rapidly.
"Calorius" he muttered, sending sparks from his wand. He peered in at the potion, noticing that it was changing colour. It was no longer a deep red, but was fading to a fuscia...to a pink....to a white...was this supposed to happen? He looked towards Professor Snape for help, but changed his mind when he saw Snape scribbling furiously in his books. Percy returned his gaze to the cauldron, and the potion started to bubble upwards at him, coming quicker than he could jump away. There was a loud bang and then the Potions classroom faded out of focus.
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Percy ran through the Potions class door just as the first bell sounded. Professor Snape looked at him disapprovingly, but said nothing. He sat down in the only empty seat - one at the front of the classroom- and inwardly groaned as the Slytherin Quidditch captain, Marcus Flint, looked over at him. Professor Snape instructed the class to take out their homework and Percy pulled out the rolled up piece of homework that he'd scribbled his answers on to. He looked around the room to see that he was the only one with just a piece of parchment- everyone else had potions ingredients, as well. In a moment of sheer panic he glanced around trying to find someone to borrow his missing ingredient - l'essence de l'attraction impossiblement forte - from. He was surrounded by Slytherins, and most of the Gryffindors seemed to be sitting at the back of the room, as far away from Snape as possible.
"Anything wrong, Weasley?" Flint sneered "Missing something, perhaps?" Percy gulped and sank lower in his seat.He could see that Flint had the potion, but he didn't want a Slytherin's "help". He opened his mouth to speak, but was saved by a loud crash behind him. He glanced in the direction of the noise to see that Persephone Maralis's cauldron had fallen off her desk, spilling it's contents all over the floor. Snape stalked angrily to the back of the class and the Slytherin's all snickered at her. Percy's heart jumped as he realized that this would be his chance to get the ingredient- he grabbed Flint's and poured a few drops in to his cauldron. When all the commotion had calmed down, Marcus Flint turned back to Percy and repeated his question. Percy smiled and shook his head, much to Flint's confusion. Percy continued to add ingredients to the potion that they were making- a strong love potion which could either have positive effects on it's subject or extremely negative ones. He added the final ingredient, the stem of a blood red rose, and picked up his wand. He tapped the cauldron, saying the incantation that would heat it rapidly.
"Calorius" he muttered, sending sparks from his wand. He peered in at the potion, noticing that it was changing colour. It was no longer a deep red, but was fading to a fuscia...to a pink....to a white...was this supposed to happen? He looked towards Professor Snape for help, but changed his mind when he saw Snape scribbling furiously in his books. Percy returned his gaze to the cauldron, and the potion started to bubble upwards at him, coming quicker than he could jump away. There was a loud bang and then the Potions classroom faded out of focus.