Hey everyone! Thank you for the reviews! it's really getting me motivated to write more. AND i'm having a 4 day weekend. maybe I'll get 2 chapters (or so) out a day. If I stop updating next week i'm sorry. I need to continue with my other story. Please don't be mad. OH... my teachers doughy???? I haven't even gotten to the teachers yet (some foreshadowing there). I will be sure to update this story as much as I can this week. Keep reviewing and reading!
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A week went by without a word from Lisa. The whole school was getting restless. Every house was threatening to report Harry to Dumbledore. Many fights erupted between houses and in the houses. Neville and Semus had a fist fight over who would get their stash first, Draco and Pansy had a yelling about the first hit, and Fred and George were no longer on speaking terms. Harry knew he had to get everyone something soon. Even he didn't have anything left. He was bone dry for the past two days.
No one wanted to talk to Harry untill he got the stuff. He already wrote to Lisa several times but Hedwig returned with the letter. Hermonie still looked over the Weed book every night thinking that she had missed something. Ron,on the other hand,tried to keep Fred and George from killing each other.
Classes were no longer tolerable to any one. Exspecially Potions. Snape seemed extra hard on them now that they weren't on anything. Snape and split up the class 2 weeks ago into groups for research. Harry, Ron, and Hermonie went sober to these classes so that they would never be caught by the harshest teacher in school. The rest of the Gryffindors and Slytherins went high. Only high enough so they were still paying attention to what was going on around them.
Most of the kids in school smoked moderatly, unless there was a test they clam baked their dorm rooms. Every student knew the limits they could push and before they were totally wasted. In the Gryffindor house everyone got wasted Friday nights so the teachers wouldn't suspect as much. Harry knew the Slythrins didn't pay attention to most of the risks of going to certian classes high. He remembered the classifications of their kind as Stoners.
But today Harry had Potions class. The first one since a week after school started that everyone was sober in the class. The dungeon class was dark and damp as usual. Cauldrons and books sat in front of them on desks. No one was sitting near their friends, but the group they were in. Today was not a good day for anyone to get yelled at. Hermonie sat with Neville and Crabbe. Ron was with Pansy, and one of her friends. Harry was with Goyle, and Semus. Draco didn't look too happy when he soon realized he sat with 2 Gryffindors.
Professor Snape burst through the doors. He had a short temper as it was but he was at his last straw. Everyone fell silent and watched the man walk to the front of the room with tremendous black robes following him.
"On your desks are plants. Each one of you has a different kind of poisnous plant provided by Professor Sprout. You will study it with the group you chose and find an antidote. By the end of the week one person will eat the plant and drink the potion. If it works, you will not die." Snape eyed the class. "Get to work." He turned around and sat at his desk writing.
Harry looked at Semus and Goyle. He'd get no where with Goyle and Semus would light everything on fire. It would be best if they spent their hour studing the plant and hoping they can get through that safely. He looked over at Hermonie who was busy studing the plant and pointing out features to Neville and Crabbe. A confused look showed through her know-it-all features. Ron, Pansy and the other girl just didn't talk to each other. They sat back eyeing each other down. Draco was another one that didn't look to pleased with his pickings. He was stuck with the peppiest and giggley girls in Gryffindor (besides Lavender and Praviti). This was not going to be a pleasant class.
"Do you know what it is?" Semus picked up the plant which was in a clear bag.
"I don't know." Harry studied it himself. "I think we should go up the library tonight and look it up." He looked at Goyle.
"I have some...." He thought for a second, "stuff to do."
"More important that your Potions grade?" Harry questioned.
"Yes." Was all he replied back to Harry.
"I guess we'll be doing it." Semus shrugged. "better than sitting here and doing nothing."
Harry knew that. Without marijuana the school seemed boring. Library visits were cut down, exploring the castle was a nonsence, coming out of their rooms were risks. He looked over his shoulder at Draco. Draco was looking right at him. A sneer creeped accross his face. Harry didn't like the feeling that made in the pit of his stomach.
He looked back down at the plant in front of him. It looked vaguely famialer. It was a dark green-blue. Tints of silver and purple were in it at just the right light.
"I think we should all get together in common room tonight to disscuss this plant." Harry looked up a Semus.
The bell rang throughout the room. A sigh of relief could be heard throughout the room.
"Potter! Granger! Weasley! Malfoy! Here now!" They all heard before getting up from their seats.
The four walked up to the Professor's desk. Harry felt more sick than when Draco was looking at him.
"I don't want any of you conversing in your common rooms about this project." Snape harshly stated. "If you do points will be taken away."
Draco didn't look fearful. He knew Snape wouldn't take points away from the Slytherins. It was like a crime in his job.
"I don't know why you picked these groups," Snape eyed Draco. "However, I will deal with this. All four of you have been acting strangely since Holloween. I will be watching you," He looked at Harry, "For any foolery. I will not tolarate anything out of line in this school, exspecially in my class. Dismissed!"
All four walked out of the door. Harry knew his friends were scared of what Snape might know. Harry prayed Draco didn't drop any hints or even speak of what was happening in the school.
"You better watch out, Potter." Draco was still behind them. "You never know who I can tell about this."
"Maybe I should tell your father," Harry insisted.
Draco stopped in his steps, "Watch your step." He mumbled, turned, and walked down to the Slytherin house. Harry and the others kept walking. They were going to be late for dinner again this week. Teachers weren't that great about time this week. Everyday they seemed late for something. McGonagall wanted to talk to the 3 about what might have happened Holloween Night, and weather they need anyone to talk too. Hagrid visited them at the house table last night to see why they haven't been visiting as much. Snape held them back today. This was not a good week to be off weed.
