Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of the characters. If I did, I wouldn't be writing here, would I?
A.N.: Dun dun dun dun!!!
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Tonic Mistake~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Run. Run. Run. They ran passed corridors and passages that they didn't even look at. Each passageway only seemed like a blur. They were too worried about the potion that they had messed up. Correct that: Ron messed up. Oliver still didn't get all of the details and he wanted to know them and he wanted to know them now!
"What exactly did you do wrong in the potion that made it a love potion?" Oliver asked while he ran with them.
Hermione glanced an angry face at Ron and proceeded to answer Oliver's question, "Hair."
"What?" Oliver asked bewildered. How could a simple hair make a difference in…? What was the potion they have done anyway?
"What's the potion that you were suppose to do?"
"It was a formula on how to tell one's feelings…" Hermione explained almost breathless from dashing. She slowed down and the others followed her example. Oliver was the last one to stop. He was just a little bit infront, looking at them with a questionable look.
"We need to take DNA from the subject to make the potion work. I got some hair from Draco and I put it in a bottle------"
"You got a hair strand from Draco???" Seamus asked surprised.
"Wow…" Neville intervened.
"Amazing…" Ron and Oliver said at the same time.
"A-hem…" Hermione sounded. "As I was saying…"
"How did you manage to get a hair from Draco?" Oliver asked.
"You don't wanna know… Anyway, Ron put Harry's hair near his concocting bottle as well. Unfortunately… the bottles weren't transparent so…"
"I got the wrong bottle… I accidentally got it when I asked her a question and put the bottle down beside her own potion…" Ron said a little awkwardly. He blushed a little when Hermione scowled at him; he was getting a lecture later when they fix this problem. If they ever do. That thought gave him the shivers. Harry and… Draco.
"But that doesn't answer my question," Oliver asked. "How does that make it officially a love potion?"
"Well, you see. This is a potion that will enable one to know someone else's feelings and, if possible, be able to change it… It enlarges the small object like DNA that person has and create it as a device to inform about the person's emotions and permits someone to change it…"
"That's right. But why does he have to drink it?"
"That's because we were testing it. We were testing whether it could change a person's personality."
"You got Draco to drink that???" All of them stared in wonder.
Hermione sighed, "Anyway, when another DNA is accidentally put in the bottle, it changes the reaction of the potion. One will have the DNA of the other reacting through his system. That will trigger something near emotional standards that will make it a little out of balance. When the system is out of balance it will only result to one thing… desire for that person."
"Uhhh…" All of them were looking at her like she was some mad genius at work.
"So…" Ron started, "in English that means?"
"Which means… Draco has Harry in his system… and Harry has Draco in his system…" Oliver mumbled. All of them turned to him.
"That's right." Hermione congratulated him. "I'm glad I have someone here with some sense enough for me to be able to talk to." She eyed everyone with her that includes: Ron, Seamus and Neville. Ron gave a face that was asking: What did I do now? And Hermione just rolled her eyes.
"You said it changes the personality right?"
Hermione nodded. "What personality did you give Draco?"
Hermione blinked a little at the question… She hadn't really thought of kind of potion Ron let Harry drink. She quickly turned to Ron. "What did you put into your potion? What personality?"
"Same as you put…"
"What did you put in your concoction, Hermione?"
Hermione barely answer but they heard it, "…affection…"
Great… Now they know that this will double its effects on that potion.
"But when exactly is the potion going to take its effects?" And then Oliver thought of another question that even shocked him, "…and what exactly is the worst that could happened to our rivaling duo?"
Hermione was stumped. She knew that it is going to be a desire for the other but… they were dealing with two intimate enemies… They haven't really checked the total effect of this consequence in male with another male situation. But could it be that the potion would turn the intimate hate into… intimate passion? They were in big trouble… And when she thought of the word big, she meant: Colossal!
There was not time to loose, so to speak. They rushed to the hospital wing as fast as they could but unfortunately, they weren't looking exactly where they were going. They ran across (and thankfully not ran over) and were stopped by Professor Snape.
"What's this? Students running wildly in the hall? Cutting classes, are you?" Snape said in a sinister tone. He eyed each one and knew immediately that something was; excuse the expression, bugging them. He eyed the look on Hermione's face and knew that it was something really big. He smiled secretly.
"Is something wrong, Ms. Granger?" He said again, not changing his tone.
Hermione's eyes leveled themselves to Snape's eye level. But before she could speak, she heard a voice, "Neville's sick, sir."
Hermione turned and saw that it was Seamus. He had the weirdest expression on his face while shaking his head. Hermione could clearly tell he was pretending, "Neville is sick, sir." He repeated again.
"That's right," Ron joined in. "We have to take him to the infirmary."
"All of you?" Snape asked warily.
"Yes, his condition is very grave Professor," sighed Seamus.
"Really… How interesting," Snape said. "What, may I ask is wrong?"
Silence. They all thought of something that would be grave enough for all of them to be allowed to go to the infirmary. What could it be?
"Neville accidentally ate his toad, sir," Hermione blurted out. All of them stared. "You have to let us go now to the infirmary Professor. Neville's life is in danger!"
The professor had his second thoughts but still step aside. Since… this was Neville… With him anything's possible.
They left the figure of Snape behind as they non-stop ran into the hospital wing. When they reached there, they were almost out of breath. Oliver was the first to regain his posture and he entered first in. He ran into Madam Pomfrey.
"Madam Pomfrey… Do you know where Harry is?" Oliver asked as the others came up to him after catching their breath.
"Why, yes. He's at the third door around this corridor."
They all expressed their gratitude to Madam Pomfrey as they sped of around the corner. They saw Harry just going out of his room. He seemed normal.
"Hey, Harry!" He turned and smiled.
While waving he said, "How are you guys?"
But before they could say anything, the door beside Harry's began opening. Slowly, each creak for them seemed like a loud ever-lasting one. Because they could only thing of one person the could be going out of that room. The room that was just beside Harry's room…
Draco…
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To be continued…
