Okay, I am back again for another rousing installment of this story.
AM Bookworm: I would bet a good sum of money on that. But you will have to wait another chapter to find out what.
Anthony: well I am sorry if the chaps are short, but that is just how they come to me.
Clayton Rickey: Ding Ding Ding, we have a winner. That is absolutely right.
Harry Potter and the Warriors of Zelcara
The Truth, the Whole Truth, and Nothing but the Truth
"Sir," Neville said to Prof. Snape, "May I have permission to express an opinion with out you deducting house-points?"
Snape gave a crooked smile and said, "Since you actually had the aforethought to ask, yes."
Neville straightened up and looked Snape right in the eye and said, "Frankly I don't give a flobber-worm whether I or my friends are welcome here or not. Now you can continue to treat us the way you always have or you could attempt to teach for a change. As this is your class, the choice is of course up to you." With that Neville turned around and took a seat. Harry and Hermione were just stunned. They looked at Neville and then at Snape. Snape was glancing between Potter, Granger, and Longbottom, searching for a place to take house-points. Snape was many things, but at this moment he regretted be first and foremost a man of his word.
Hermione had things easy; her partner was in Hufflepuff house. Harry picked out a seat and waited for his partner. Hermione had been right earlier, there were members of all houses here. When Goyle came in, Harry waved him over to sit down. Goyle, being the person he was, did only what he knew how to do; obey.
When Draco Malfoy walked in, he looked at Neville and turned in the other direction. He sat down, and Neville rolled his eyes as he re-packed his things, and then moved, and then re-unpacked his things.
Snape laid down the ground rules, "You will each brew the potion on the board. I will take points off for all deviations from its proper properties. It should be done halfway through the class. The second half of the class will be spent testing the potions on your partner." Malfoy swallowed in fear at the sound of the last announcement. Unfortunately he had set Neville across the room from Hermione or any Ravenclaw.
Strangely thought, Neville didn't seemed worried at all. Every time Snape passed by, he said absolutely nothing. Neville's entire attention wasn't even focused on his potions. He kept looking over at Malfoy and saying things like, "add a bit more Parasnipo."
Harry was completely confused until Hermione mouthed to him the word "Herbology". That was when Harry noticed that all the ingredients were plants. All roots leaves and stems. That was why Neville was doing so well, he was in his element. At least, for Malfoy's sake, he had better be. At one point he grabbed Malfoy's hand and said, "Not to much Oran root. It will be too potent, and I wont be able to stop telling the truth. I'll just babble every thought that comes into my head."
Malfoy smiled a little as he withdrew his hand. Once Neville was looking back at his own cauldron, Malfoy added three times the amount he had been about to. Neville's potion was done first. He siphoned off some into a flask and corked it. He placed the flask on Snape's desk with the biggest smile he had ever had, barring first year when Dumbledore had presented Gryffindor with the winning house-points in his name.
After he cleaned up, he went over to help Harry with his which was a little to clear. At the appointed time Snape called for all potions to be turned in. Neville sat across from Malfoy, both were sneering at each other. Snape passed the potions out, and said, "We will start with Longbottom-Malfoy."
Neville drank Malfoy's potion and immediately said, "It taste a little to much like candied oranges, a typical sign that he ignored me and added extra oran root. Of course knowing Malfoy it wasn't so much that he ignored me, as he took inspiration from me. In any other class I could stand assured that he would have house-points deducted for such an obvious attempt at my dignity, but as I am a Gryffindor in this class, I will probably be the one punished. Man, Snape is one slimy, egg-sucking, son of a . . . ." at this point Neville clapped his hand over his mouth, though it continued to move. No one could understand what he was saying, but they could tell he was still insulting Snape.
"Finite Incantum" Snape said, tapping Neville on the head perhaps a little harder than necessary. "Well Mr. Malfoy, I believe that for once, Mr. Longbottom is correct. You did add too much oran root. And considering that we have incontrovertible testimony that you were warned, I will deduct five house-points. And don't worry Mr. Longbottom, I don't deduct house-points for things said under the influence of a potion."
Malfoy downed the potion and grimaced, "Yuck, taste liked chocolate and cabbage." Snape's eyes widened.
"Are you sure that is what it tastes like?"
"Yes."
"So far so good Longbottom. Now ask him questions that he should lie to."
Neville thought for a moment, and asked, "How badly did Buckbeak, the hippogriff in third year, actually hurt you?"
Malfoy grimaced and said, "Not that bad, it just bled a little more than it should have. I kept it up so I could try and have Hagrid fired."
Neville smiled. Now he decided to be a little malicious. "Has your father ever told you that he loves you?"
Malfoy's eyes widened in shock as he thought about it. "No. Never," he said. Neville took out his own wand and said "Finite Incantum," Before anyone else could ask a question that Malfoy would be forced to answer. He looked to Prof. Snape and said, "It worked."
Snape moved away to grade the others. There was no other drama until Harry tested Goyle's. luckily the only side effect was that his finger nails turned purple. Aside from that it worked perfectly. Then Goyle asked, "What do you think about the Mudblood, Granger?"
"I think," he said involuntarily, "that I should shove your wand down your throat for calling her that. also I love her." Across the room, as noises were made and people ribbed her, Hermione's eyes were the ones to go wide this time. He loved her? She hadn't known it was love.
For a change, Neville got full marks, as did Hermione. Harry's had been a little too clear, and had just a bit of sediment. This of course meant that he was given low marks for the day. Outside the room, Malfoy caught up with Neville, Harry, and Hermione as they were making their way to lunch. "If you ever try to make an idiot of me like that again Longbottom . . ." Malfoy threatened.
"You'll what?" Neville asked, "Tell your daddy on me? How about if you ever try to make a fool out of me again, you might find your bed in a convenient patch of devil's snare." The look in Neville's eyes could only be described as steel.
As they sat down at the Gryffindor table for lunch, Hermione asked, "Neville what has gotten into you this year?"
"Yeah, mate," Harry said, "That is the second time you have told off Malfoy, and you were fearless and flawless in potions."
"Well, to be honest," Neville blushed, "My Parents."
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What?! Find out next time what he means in "Neville's Tale". That's the next Chap.
AM Bookworm: I would bet a good sum of money on that. But you will have to wait another chapter to find out what.
Anthony: well I am sorry if the chaps are short, but that is just how they come to me.
Clayton Rickey: Ding Ding Ding, we have a winner. That is absolutely right.
Harry Potter and the Warriors of Zelcara
The Truth, the Whole Truth, and Nothing but the Truth
"Sir," Neville said to Prof. Snape, "May I have permission to express an opinion with out you deducting house-points?"
Snape gave a crooked smile and said, "Since you actually had the aforethought to ask, yes."
Neville straightened up and looked Snape right in the eye and said, "Frankly I don't give a flobber-worm whether I or my friends are welcome here or not. Now you can continue to treat us the way you always have or you could attempt to teach for a change. As this is your class, the choice is of course up to you." With that Neville turned around and took a seat. Harry and Hermione were just stunned. They looked at Neville and then at Snape. Snape was glancing between Potter, Granger, and Longbottom, searching for a place to take house-points. Snape was many things, but at this moment he regretted be first and foremost a man of his word.
Hermione had things easy; her partner was in Hufflepuff house. Harry picked out a seat and waited for his partner. Hermione had been right earlier, there were members of all houses here. When Goyle came in, Harry waved him over to sit down. Goyle, being the person he was, did only what he knew how to do; obey.
When Draco Malfoy walked in, he looked at Neville and turned in the other direction. He sat down, and Neville rolled his eyes as he re-packed his things, and then moved, and then re-unpacked his things.
Snape laid down the ground rules, "You will each brew the potion on the board. I will take points off for all deviations from its proper properties. It should be done halfway through the class. The second half of the class will be spent testing the potions on your partner." Malfoy swallowed in fear at the sound of the last announcement. Unfortunately he had set Neville across the room from Hermione or any Ravenclaw.
Strangely thought, Neville didn't seemed worried at all. Every time Snape passed by, he said absolutely nothing. Neville's entire attention wasn't even focused on his potions. He kept looking over at Malfoy and saying things like, "add a bit more Parasnipo."
Harry was completely confused until Hermione mouthed to him the word "Herbology". That was when Harry noticed that all the ingredients were plants. All roots leaves and stems. That was why Neville was doing so well, he was in his element. At least, for Malfoy's sake, he had better be. At one point he grabbed Malfoy's hand and said, "Not to much Oran root. It will be too potent, and I wont be able to stop telling the truth. I'll just babble every thought that comes into my head."
Malfoy smiled a little as he withdrew his hand. Once Neville was looking back at his own cauldron, Malfoy added three times the amount he had been about to. Neville's potion was done first. He siphoned off some into a flask and corked it. He placed the flask on Snape's desk with the biggest smile he had ever had, barring first year when Dumbledore had presented Gryffindor with the winning house-points in his name.
After he cleaned up, he went over to help Harry with his which was a little to clear. At the appointed time Snape called for all potions to be turned in. Neville sat across from Malfoy, both were sneering at each other. Snape passed the potions out, and said, "We will start with Longbottom-Malfoy."
Neville drank Malfoy's potion and immediately said, "It taste a little to much like candied oranges, a typical sign that he ignored me and added extra oran root. Of course knowing Malfoy it wasn't so much that he ignored me, as he took inspiration from me. In any other class I could stand assured that he would have house-points deducted for such an obvious attempt at my dignity, but as I am a Gryffindor in this class, I will probably be the one punished. Man, Snape is one slimy, egg-sucking, son of a . . . ." at this point Neville clapped his hand over his mouth, though it continued to move. No one could understand what he was saying, but they could tell he was still insulting Snape.
"Finite Incantum" Snape said, tapping Neville on the head perhaps a little harder than necessary. "Well Mr. Malfoy, I believe that for once, Mr. Longbottom is correct. You did add too much oran root. And considering that we have incontrovertible testimony that you were warned, I will deduct five house-points. And don't worry Mr. Longbottom, I don't deduct house-points for things said under the influence of a potion."
Malfoy downed the potion and grimaced, "Yuck, taste liked chocolate and cabbage." Snape's eyes widened.
"Are you sure that is what it tastes like?"
"Yes."
"So far so good Longbottom. Now ask him questions that he should lie to."
Neville thought for a moment, and asked, "How badly did Buckbeak, the hippogriff in third year, actually hurt you?"
Malfoy grimaced and said, "Not that bad, it just bled a little more than it should have. I kept it up so I could try and have Hagrid fired."
Neville smiled. Now he decided to be a little malicious. "Has your father ever told you that he loves you?"
Malfoy's eyes widened in shock as he thought about it. "No. Never," he said. Neville took out his own wand and said "Finite Incantum," Before anyone else could ask a question that Malfoy would be forced to answer. He looked to Prof. Snape and said, "It worked."
Snape moved away to grade the others. There was no other drama until Harry tested Goyle's. luckily the only side effect was that his finger nails turned purple. Aside from that it worked perfectly. Then Goyle asked, "What do you think about the Mudblood, Granger?"
"I think," he said involuntarily, "that I should shove your wand down your throat for calling her that. also I love her." Across the room, as noises were made and people ribbed her, Hermione's eyes were the ones to go wide this time. He loved her? She hadn't known it was love.
For a change, Neville got full marks, as did Hermione. Harry's had been a little too clear, and had just a bit of sediment. This of course meant that he was given low marks for the day. Outside the room, Malfoy caught up with Neville, Harry, and Hermione as they were making their way to lunch. "If you ever try to make an idiot of me like that again Longbottom . . ." Malfoy threatened.
"You'll what?" Neville asked, "Tell your daddy on me? How about if you ever try to make a fool out of me again, you might find your bed in a convenient patch of devil's snare." The look in Neville's eyes could only be described as steel.
As they sat down at the Gryffindor table for lunch, Hermione asked, "Neville what has gotten into you this year?"
"Yeah, mate," Harry said, "That is the second time you have told off Malfoy, and you were fearless and flawless in potions."
"Well, to be honest," Neville blushed, "My Parents."
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What?! Find out next time what he means in "Neville's Tale". That's the next Chap.