OK I am getting back to Harry's life.  Enough of Lisa for a while.  I don't how this is going to go.  It's far off from when I first started.

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Two weeks.  Two weeks already and Harry didn't see Lisa.  Neither in the halls nor class.  He only saw her a couple times at dinner.  She was never there for any other meal.  Professor Snape never seemed to attend those either.  He erased every thought of Snape and Lisa together.  They would make such a hideous couple.  Lisa was so kind and caring when she wanted.  Snape was harsh and cruel when ever he had the chance.  He could only wonder what Lisa might see in him. 

Harry sat in the common room by himself.  He was studying for Professor Snape's class.  They only had another week before their plant and research had to be passed in.  Goyle wasn't doing any work.  It was only up to Harry and Seamus.  They had no idea what they were doing, but thought it better to pass something in.  He did keep a secret from Seamus he knew what the plant was.

He had given it to several of his friends.  It was the special weed that no one knew what it was.  But it had power and a swift kick to the lungs and mind.  Harry couldn't figure out what type it was.  Or what made it so strong.  These questions ran through his mind all during potions class. 

On the light side Harry's color did come back.  His frail body was no full of life.  He was eating with the help of Ron and Hermonie.  They were the only ones that could ever do well.  They made him live through Chrismas and the holidays.  Nothing was better than being with friends.

"Harry?" two voices came from behind him.

"Do you have any?  Most of the house really wants some."  George appeared in front of the fireplace.

"No I don't.  I'm getting some tonight."  Harry looked up from his book.

"Studying tonight?" Fred sat down on the arm of Harry's chair. 

"Yeah.  Big thing for potions tonight."

"Do you need any help getting your stash?" Fred asked.

"No.  I'm going out by myself.  I think I will be able to carry it all."

"Well good luck studying," George got up and patted his book.  Knuts and sickles rested in the fold of the pages.

"Yeah thanks." Harry drifted off back into his book.

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I'm saving the next scene for later.  It will be big and long (oo… that sounds dirty. Lol) hope you enjoyed