A/N: Okay I'm going to need someone to help me because I don't know how to make the stuff you type italic when you post it up on and I really need to use italic words later on in the chapter, it's important and it will be less confusing when you read it. So if you know how, please email me at Thanks a bunch!

"Can you believe it? No Potions!" Ron exclaimed, plopping himself on a couch.

Two weeks had passed since Halloween; it was the middle of November. Professor Snape had surprisingly cancelled Potions and they were just informed that Snape caught a bad flu.

"Madam Pomfrey is going to brew a potion for him, good thing is, I don't think she knows how. She might even be able to poison him!" Ron said.

"I don't think so Ron. Even though we don't like Snape, he's still our teacher," Hermione said.

"Fine! Ruin the fun for me," Ron muttered.

Everybody knew about Snape and some people came up with bizarre rumours.

" I heard he sprouted wings!" Pavarti explained one morning.

"No! He has fangs now!" Seamus said.

"Well I heard he turned blue!" a 4th year piped up.

"You know, if he stays sick for the rest of the school year, or at least until Christmas is over, it'll make the most perfect Christmas present!" Dean said.

Unfortunally, Snape got better before Winter Break. Slytherin's smirks were back on their faces, frowns and groans for the rest. Potions were in session again. Ron, Harry, and Hermione signed up to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas, and headed towards the dungeons. Professor Snape's moods were increasingly nasty, after he heard the rumours.

"Hurry up!" Snape barked as Harry, Hermione, and Ron sat down.

"Today we will test the potion you made last lesson. I will partner you up. Ms. Brown and Parkinson, Finnegan and Zanbini, Potter and Goyle, Granger and Malfoy," Snape paired them up.

Hermione groaned, why Malfoy? Of all people she just had to get paired up with him. Why not Crabbe or Pansy? Draco came over to Hermione's desk along with his stuff. Snape handed out small bottles of potions they made last time. Just as Snape handed Draco his potion, the potion accidentally slipped from Draco's grasp. Blue liquid splattered the floor.

"Weasley! Come clean this up. Mr. Malfoy, you can share Granger's potion," Snape said.

Ron scowled and picked up the rag Snape conjured and started to wipe the floor. Hermione looked nervously at her not-so-blue memory potion and sighed. She'll let Malfoy drink it first, that way if it's poisonous she'll know.

"You may drink it now," Snape snarled.

Draco looked curiously at the potion.

"Why is it yellow?" Draco asked.

"Scared to drink it Malfoy?" Hermione said.

"Whatever," Draco mumbled and drank half of the potion. He gave a shudder.

"It tastes horrible! What the hell did you put in this?"

Nothing happened. Hermione gave a sigh of relief. It wasn't poisonous so what was it?

"You have to drink it too Granger," Draco drawled.

Hermione picked the bottle up and examined the yellow contents closely. She took a deep breath and pinched her nose, and drank the rest of the potion. It did taste horrible!

"As you know this potion erases your memory for only a few minutes, you'll have your memory back before dinner," Snape explained.

"Lets test if these potion works. GRANGER!"

Hermione decided to play along.

"Who?" Hermione asked.

"5 points from Gryffindor, I know you are lying Ms. Granger. Your potion was clearly yellow when it is supposed to be which colour?" Snape drawled on.

"Blue." Hermione whispered.

"That's right. I bet it didn't work," Snape said. "That'll be a zero for you Ms. Granger."

The bell rang and Hermione smiled to herself. At least Snape did not deduct any more points; but what was the potion supposed to do? Maybe she could go look it up in the library.

"Hermione come on!" Ron said.

The trio entered the Great Hall, relieved that they got the potion drinking over with. Ron filled his mouth with plenty of chicken, and fried rice. Hermione slowly drank her tomato soup. Harry talked to Seamus and Dean about Quidditch. Maybe she could go look for information now, Ron and Harry wouldn't notice. Hermione got up from the table quietly; no one noticed except a certain blond student. As Hermione walked to the library she stopped, her stomach was suddenly hurting her very badly.

"Ow!"

Hermione turned around holding her stomach, seeing Draco sinking to his knees holding his stomach too.

"Malfoy?" Hermione gasped between the pains.

Draco moaned in pain as a response. Hermione tried gasping for breath but it didn't work. No oxygen came. Was she going to die? Hermione could not take it anymore as blackness overtook her.

A/N: Oh FINALLY! Chapter 4. It's very short but oh well, haha! I'll probably type chapter 5 in a few days or so, so for now make sure you review! And no, Hermione is NOT dead; she'll wake up later on. Hehe!