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difference to you who haven't read. and it hasn't, has it? I feel so
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last chapter was really, really bad, but hey, I got writer's block- can't
fight that.
Chapter 5- Foreign Exchange Students
It was the last night before classes resume at Hogwarts once again after the winter break. The students who had left over the break were returning, along with three guests from America. Their hosts were waiting. Hermione was supposed host a girl named Anne who was coming into Gryfinndor, Ron and Ginny were paired to host a girl named Haley who was also coming into Gryfinndor, (A/N: Do these names sound familiar?), and Pansy was supposed to host a girl named Melissa who was joining the Slytherin house. The hosts waited patiently on the lawn, bundled up warmly, and waited to welcome their guests. Harry and Draco were with them, since the teachers said boys from the school might come at a later time, and if so, Harry and Draco were to host for their house.
"I don't see what the point of all this is," complained Harry.
"Honestly, Harry, it's obvious," Hermione snapped. She wasn't really that annoyed, but the cold was bugging her, "They want to build international relationships to help make the wizarding world stronger. Remember, America's wizarding industries and organizations are still very young".
"I guess so," Harry said, as he turned to Ron, "They better be hot to make this all worth it!" He whispered in Ron's ear. Ron nodded agreeably.
"I wonder how they're getting here," Ginny thought out loud.
"There was the TriWizard Cup in the fourth year, that is, our fourth year," Hermione said, motioning to the other sixth years, "Remember how the other schools came then".
"But the way those schools came doesn't seem like the way Americans might come!" Ginny was getting antsy.
"Well, Gin, your questions are about to be answered," smiled Ron, "Here they come".
It was quite an impressive sight. A long train passed through the clouds before their eyes. It wasn't pulled by anything, just simply floated in the air, leaving a stream of magical golden dust behind it. The train was mainly a golden sort of color similar to that of the trail it was leaving. Each coach was adorned with swirls and designs of three different colors: purple, blue, and green. It had only about five cars on it, but gave the impression that there would usually be a lot more. The train slid to a halt on the Hogwarts grounds as the golden mist cleared from the skies. An emblem was seen on the side of each car that included the school name, Havernathy. As the Hogwarts students watched in awe, the doors on each car slid open, and three girls walked out one at a time. They looked familiar- the first was a freckled girl who had her auburn hair pulled up into a ponytail. The second was a girl with very curly blonde hair, also pulled into a ponytail. The last was a girl with wavy black hair, who was wearing it down so it hung a little past shoulder length.
I swear I've seen the first two before, Harry thought, But never the black haired girl!
"Hey all," said the red-haired girl after a few moments of silence and shyness, "I'm Anne, from Havernathy. Pleased to meet you. This is Haley," she motioned to the blond-haired girl, "And this is Melissa!" She motioned to the black-haired girl.
"Pleased to meet you," Came everyone's reply.
"I know I have seen you before," said Ron, "But I don't know where. Have you been in England before?"
"Oh. that," Haley giggled, "Yes, there is certainly reason for you to remember us,"
"Guess," Anne suggested, "I'll give you a hint. Melissa was not with us at the time, but another girl was"
"Lousy hint," mumbled Draco.
"What's that, love?" Hermione turned to Draco.
"WHOA! Some things obviously did happen in the game!" Melissa exclaimed, "Did you hear what Hermione just called Draco?"
"Yes, Melissa, we all know that-" Pansy sounded miserable before she realized what exactly Melissa had said, "Wait! You know about the game? Are you the girls who taught us how to play the Truth or Dare game?"
"Yup, that's us!" said Haley.
"Pansy learned to figure things out without Malfoy," Ron sneered, "Let's all applaud her".
"Very funny, Weasel," Pansy snapped.
"Weasel? So now everyone's calling you that and not just me?" Melissa said excitedly. Ron looked at his feet.
"We need to go inside for dinner now," Hermione said, "Come on Anne, you're with me".
"Come on, Haley," said Ginny. Ron was gazing at the new exchange student with quite a look. Haley caught the look and giggled, making Ron turn away.
"So, Melissa, I guess I'm your host," Pansy said, "At least you appreciate Potty and Weasel's nicknames".
"You kidding?" said Melissa, "I don't just appreciate the nicknames, I love them!"
They walked inside, and ate a large dinner of steak and mushrooms. Afterwards, they went up to their dorms. Haley and Anne walked to the Gryfinndor dormitories with Ginny and Hermione. They would be staying in Ginny's dorm because even though she was a year younger than they were, that's where there were extra beds. Melissa went with Pansy to the Slytherin girl's dormitories. Millicent Bulstrode was the only other girl in the dorm, and she was sleeping. Pansy took out the book and began to show Melissa her plans for revenge against Hermione. She could already tell Melissa was the kind of friend she could use.
"Man!" Melissa whispered, not wanting to wake Millicent, "These are some pretty wicked potions. Are you seriously going to use one on Hermione?"
"Why wouldn't I?" said Pansy, "After all, she did steal away my darling Draco".
"Yes, I guess she did," Melissa said, "Okay, I'm in. Let's look for something that might work".
After about fifteen minutes of looking, (Hey, it's a big book), they finally came across what looked to be a fine potion, number 47 in "101 Revenge Potions of Love". They tore out the page- here it is:
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THE WICKED WIGGENTREE POTION
Ingredients:
6 strips wiggentree bark, grated 1 cup werewolf's saliva 2 sliced Whomping Willow leaves 3 cups powdered purple fig root 1 drop of the victim's blood*
Procedure: Boil werewolf's saliva for 20 minutes Add Whomping Willow leaves and Wiggentree bark. Stir constantly to the left for 2 minutes while still boiling Bring off of boil, and let sit for 48 hours Mix in powdered purple fig root. Mixture should turn pale fuchsia. Simmer for another 36 hours, stirring once every two hours. Cool thoroughly over the course of an hour. Add drop of victim's blood right before drinking.
*- Note that the 'victim' refers to the one who feels they need to take revenge because they have been hurt in their love life.
Effects: The one who is given the potion will feel like they have the flu during the first few days. The sickness will get worse and worse during the course of a month. After a month's time, the victim will experience loss of emotions. By the end of 6 weeks, they will no longer be able to feel loving or happy.
Cures:
_________________________________________________________
"That's funny," said Pansy, "Someone's drawn all over what the cures are"
"I wouldn't worry," Melissa grinned evilly, "It's probably impossible to get whatever the cure is, anyway, if there is one".
"I guess you're right," sighed Pansy, "But Melissa?"
"Yes?"
"This is the wickedest plan I have ever created."
"Muahahahahaha!" they laughed evilly together, and went to go search for the ingredients. At the same time, Harry woke up in his bed with a start. His scar was tingling, but it was a different kind of tingling than when Voldemort was around.
"Someone is planning something," he murmured as he rolled over in bed, "I just wish I knew what."
I hope you liked it- I tried really hard since the last chapter was so lousy. Come back again to find out:
Is there a cure for the potion?
Are Pansy and Melissa going to use the potion? On who?
What does Harry know?
Will Draco and Hermione stay lovers even as Pansy strains to break their relationship?
Tune in next time- but for now, review! There's a little purple button down there with your name on it! Well, not really, but press it anyway!
Chapter 5- Foreign Exchange Students
It was the last night before classes resume at Hogwarts once again after the winter break. The students who had left over the break were returning, along with three guests from America. Their hosts were waiting. Hermione was supposed host a girl named Anne who was coming into Gryfinndor, Ron and Ginny were paired to host a girl named Haley who was also coming into Gryfinndor, (A/N: Do these names sound familiar?), and Pansy was supposed to host a girl named Melissa who was joining the Slytherin house. The hosts waited patiently on the lawn, bundled up warmly, and waited to welcome their guests. Harry and Draco were with them, since the teachers said boys from the school might come at a later time, and if so, Harry and Draco were to host for their house.
"I don't see what the point of all this is," complained Harry.
"Honestly, Harry, it's obvious," Hermione snapped. She wasn't really that annoyed, but the cold was bugging her, "They want to build international relationships to help make the wizarding world stronger. Remember, America's wizarding industries and organizations are still very young".
"I guess so," Harry said, as he turned to Ron, "They better be hot to make this all worth it!" He whispered in Ron's ear. Ron nodded agreeably.
"I wonder how they're getting here," Ginny thought out loud.
"There was the TriWizard Cup in the fourth year, that is, our fourth year," Hermione said, motioning to the other sixth years, "Remember how the other schools came then".
"But the way those schools came doesn't seem like the way Americans might come!" Ginny was getting antsy.
"Well, Gin, your questions are about to be answered," smiled Ron, "Here they come".
It was quite an impressive sight. A long train passed through the clouds before their eyes. It wasn't pulled by anything, just simply floated in the air, leaving a stream of magical golden dust behind it. The train was mainly a golden sort of color similar to that of the trail it was leaving. Each coach was adorned with swirls and designs of three different colors: purple, blue, and green. It had only about five cars on it, but gave the impression that there would usually be a lot more. The train slid to a halt on the Hogwarts grounds as the golden mist cleared from the skies. An emblem was seen on the side of each car that included the school name, Havernathy. As the Hogwarts students watched in awe, the doors on each car slid open, and three girls walked out one at a time. They looked familiar- the first was a freckled girl who had her auburn hair pulled up into a ponytail. The second was a girl with very curly blonde hair, also pulled into a ponytail. The last was a girl with wavy black hair, who was wearing it down so it hung a little past shoulder length.
I swear I've seen the first two before, Harry thought, But never the black haired girl!
"Hey all," said the red-haired girl after a few moments of silence and shyness, "I'm Anne, from Havernathy. Pleased to meet you. This is Haley," she motioned to the blond-haired girl, "And this is Melissa!" She motioned to the black-haired girl.
"Pleased to meet you," Came everyone's reply.
"I know I have seen you before," said Ron, "But I don't know where. Have you been in England before?"
"Oh. that," Haley giggled, "Yes, there is certainly reason for you to remember us,"
"Guess," Anne suggested, "I'll give you a hint. Melissa was not with us at the time, but another girl was"
"Lousy hint," mumbled Draco.
"What's that, love?" Hermione turned to Draco.
"WHOA! Some things obviously did happen in the game!" Melissa exclaimed, "Did you hear what Hermione just called Draco?"
"Yes, Melissa, we all know that-" Pansy sounded miserable before she realized what exactly Melissa had said, "Wait! You know about the game? Are you the girls who taught us how to play the Truth or Dare game?"
"Yup, that's us!" said Haley.
"Pansy learned to figure things out without Malfoy," Ron sneered, "Let's all applaud her".
"Very funny, Weasel," Pansy snapped.
"Weasel? So now everyone's calling you that and not just me?" Melissa said excitedly. Ron looked at his feet.
"We need to go inside for dinner now," Hermione said, "Come on Anne, you're with me".
"Come on, Haley," said Ginny. Ron was gazing at the new exchange student with quite a look. Haley caught the look and giggled, making Ron turn away.
"So, Melissa, I guess I'm your host," Pansy said, "At least you appreciate Potty and Weasel's nicknames".
"You kidding?" said Melissa, "I don't just appreciate the nicknames, I love them!"
They walked inside, and ate a large dinner of steak and mushrooms. Afterwards, they went up to their dorms. Haley and Anne walked to the Gryfinndor dormitories with Ginny and Hermione. They would be staying in Ginny's dorm because even though she was a year younger than they were, that's where there were extra beds. Melissa went with Pansy to the Slytherin girl's dormitories. Millicent Bulstrode was the only other girl in the dorm, and she was sleeping. Pansy took out the book and began to show Melissa her plans for revenge against Hermione. She could already tell Melissa was the kind of friend she could use.
"Man!" Melissa whispered, not wanting to wake Millicent, "These are some pretty wicked potions. Are you seriously going to use one on Hermione?"
"Why wouldn't I?" said Pansy, "After all, she did steal away my darling Draco".
"Yes, I guess she did," Melissa said, "Okay, I'm in. Let's look for something that might work".
After about fifteen minutes of looking, (Hey, it's a big book), they finally came across what looked to be a fine potion, number 47 in "101 Revenge Potions of Love". They tore out the page- here it is:
________________________________________________________________
THE WICKED WIGGENTREE POTION
Ingredients:
6 strips wiggentree bark, grated 1 cup werewolf's saliva 2 sliced Whomping Willow leaves 3 cups powdered purple fig root 1 drop of the victim's blood*
Procedure: Boil werewolf's saliva for 20 minutes Add Whomping Willow leaves and Wiggentree bark. Stir constantly to the left for 2 minutes while still boiling Bring off of boil, and let sit for 48 hours Mix in powdered purple fig root. Mixture should turn pale fuchsia. Simmer for another 36 hours, stirring once every two hours. Cool thoroughly over the course of an hour. Add drop of victim's blood right before drinking.
*- Note that the 'victim' refers to the one who feels they need to take revenge because they have been hurt in their love life.
Effects: The one who is given the potion will feel like they have the flu during the first few days. The sickness will get worse and worse during the course of a month. After a month's time, the victim will experience loss of emotions. By the end of 6 weeks, they will no longer be able to feel loving or happy.
Cures:
_________________________________________________________
"That's funny," said Pansy, "Someone's drawn all over what the cures are"
"I wouldn't worry," Melissa grinned evilly, "It's probably impossible to get whatever the cure is, anyway, if there is one".
"I guess you're right," sighed Pansy, "But Melissa?"
"Yes?"
"This is the wickedest plan I have ever created."
"Muahahahahaha!" they laughed evilly together, and went to go search for the ingredients. At the same time, Harry woke up in his bed with a start. His scar was tingling, but it was a different kind of tingling than when Voldemort was around.
"Someone is planning something," he murmured as he rolled over in bed, "I just wish I knew what."
I hope you liked it- I tried really hard since the last chapter was so lousy. Come back again to find out:
Is there a cure for the potion?
Are Pansy and Melissa going to use the potion? On who?
What does Harry know?
Will Draco and Hermione stay lovers even as Pansy strains to break their relationship?
Tune in next time- but for now, review! There's a little purple button down there with your name on it! Well, not really, but press it anyway!
