************CHAPTER SIX***********
The morning after the meeting, Harry could not help but feel relaxed through and through. As soon as his head had hit the pillow, he had fallen into an undisturbed deep sleep.
The next morning after he got up and ate a nice breakfast in his room, Harry could not help feel but a little zealous about the day he had waiting for him. His professors had been impressed with his exemplarily skills in charms, transfiguration and even divination, but today he had a class he didn't know if he could handle.
Potions. Not just Potions, but Double Potions. Not only Double Potions, but Double Potions with the Slytherins. The irony of it all was quite funny. He had gone away hoping for a change, and while yes, a lot had changed, some things could not help remain the same. Dumbledore would always put Gryffindor and Slytherin together. The Gryffindors could be cats and the Slytherins could be dogs and they would still be put together. If there were two groups of people that hated each other more, than Harry didn't know where to find them. But through it all, Dumbledore still saw it fit to throw the poor Gryffindors to the dogs.
Had Harry not decided to go away on that day he probably would have felt that Potions was the worst and most useless class on the face of the Earth. However, after accidentally purchasing a beginners how-to guide on how to mix potions, he began to discover that there was a benefit from this class. There was a logic to potions that he, dare say it, actually enjoyed. It still could not hold a candle to DADA, but he understood how someone might want to spend their life dedicated to colorful and smelly mixtures. Nonetheless, even with their current truce, Harry felt that the potions master could take away this newly found joy. So it was with reluctance that he made his way down to the dungeons.
When Harry made it to the classroom, he saw that time hadn't changed much of anything. He was 10 minutes early and as he looked around the room, he could see that all of the Gryffindors were already sitting down ready for class on the right side of the room. The left side was completely empty. Harry looked around the room. Sitting in the front was a familiar red head and his girlfriend. He couldn't help but feel a little guilty for leaving one of his best friends. Since his return, Ron hadn't even tried to talk to him. He was putting that reunion off until another time. 'How about never?' He was inwardly shocked by his cowardliness.
On the other side of Lavender, Harry saw a sight for sore eyes. A beautiful bushy headed girl No- woman. She has truly grown in the time that he had been gone. He didn't know how it was possible to be so blessed. Yes, he did feel a little hesitation towards pursuing a relationship at this time in a war, but Hermione would hear nothing of waiting. And what was this? An empty chair next to her? Seizing his chance, he made his way towards her.
"Is this seat taken?"
"Yes, it is, I'm sorry. I'm saving it for my incredibly handsome and loving boyfriend."
"Hmmm... I guess I'll just take my chances on the forbidden side of the room then."
"Oh no you don't. You sit down. Professor Snape's going to have a hay day with you, you know. A year an a half with no Potions classes. Your going to lose Gryffindor all of our hard earned points."
"Thanks for the faith, love. Just wait and see. You might be surprised by your idiot boyfriend."
And with that he winked at her and got out his supplies.
"Well, it looks like Potty has gotten himself a girlfriend."
"Shut up Malfoy."
"What to ashamed to own up to it?"
If it hadn't been for the slam of the door and the billowing of robes heading up to the front of the room, Draco Malfoy would have found himself sporting a very ferret-like look. 'Damn Snape and his bad timing.'
"Provoking my students already Potter? Five points from Gryffindor."
'And Damn Snape for, well, being Snape.'
"Everyone please sit down so we can get started. NOW!"
Within seconds everyone had found their seats.
"Today we will be studying a potion that can counter most sleeping potions. It is called the Awake Again potion. Can anyone tell me what the main ingredient in this potion is?"
Harry inwardly chuckled. Just as always he thought as he scanned the room. Hermione was the only one with her hand raised.
"Potter, why don't you enlighten us with the answer?"
"But Professor, he hasn't been here! He can't answer that."
"Silence Granger! Ten points from Gryffindor. Potter, answer now."
"The main ingredient is the eyelash of a faerie. The other ingredients are a thinly chopped newt's tail, a finely ground manticore's claw, and the extract of a dandelion. When finished, it comes out to be a yellowy color."
Professor Snape could help but be awestruck of the Potter boy's knowledge. The ingredients (besides the main one) weren't in the text book, neither were the directions. That's why he had chosen this potion. In fact, it was rare to even find a potion master in training that knew how to make this potion. Very odd. Very odd indeed.
"Ten points from Gryffindor. I only asked for the main ingredient. Now this potion was first concocted in 1272 AD when a wizard named...."
'So much for a truce' he thought when the points were taken away. Harry didn't really want to listen to the teacher. He knew he was right when he thought that Snape could take away all interest in the subject. Harry instead was thinking about something that had been discussed the night before at the order meeting. Dumbledore wanted to know if anyone had any ideas on how to determine where a person's loyalties in the war lied without just walking up to them and saying "Hello stranger, can I see your left arm please?" None of them thought that would go over very well. Harry had actually thought of this many times before. He had a theory on how to do it, but never a place to actually try it out. 'Now's as good a time as any he thought.'
Harry looked discreetly around the room to make sure everyone was still paying attention to the irritating Potions Professor. When he was sure that he would go unnoticed, he closed his eyes and started to push all thoughts from his mind and tried to feel the magic around him. He then focused on the magic and cautiously opened his eyes. Looking up to his teacher, he saw and off-white color with a little black around his arm. The size of the aura was pretty thick, so Harry assumed he was looking a wizard with fairly hi magic content.
Harry then looked over at the bushy brunette next to him. She too was glowing an off white color. He aura was not nearly as think a Snape's so he assumed a medium level of power. Then he drifted his eyes further around the room. Ron, a little less thick than Hermione, off-white; Lavender, way less thick than Ron's, off-white; Neville 'Well what do we have here?', his aura was as thick as Snape's and it was a shade whiter than any he had seen. 'Time for the Slytherins now.'
Harry looked over at Pansy Parkinson. Definite black aura, about as thick as Ron. Crabbe, black, hardly any aura at all; Goyle, same as Crabbe. 'Those to never differ, do they?'
Harry could feel his energy draining from him. 'This takes a lot out of you!' There were only two more people he wanted to look at though, so he decided to go on. Next Harry decided to look at Draco. "What the hell!" he yelled. Surrounding Draco was not a good white aura, not an evil black one either, but a royal blue color with specks of silver and an pure looking black. As he felt the world spinning around him after the last outburst, Harry looked down at his hands. Instead of the white he was expecting, there was a crimson scarlet color with flecks of gold. "This was definitely not the outcome I expected," he whispered then all the world turned black.
To be continued....
************************ a/n Hi everyone! I'm sorry this took so long. It's not like I've been busy, I've just been incredibly lazy. I'm sorry... While I was on hiatus though, I had another idea for a story. Since I had total writers block on this one, I'm integrating that idea into this one. Nifty, huh? I promise it won't take long to get the next chapter out. In fact, I've already written a page. I just thought this was a great place to end. (Good for me... bad for you)
Thanks to everyone who reviewed. Ya'll mean so much to me :) Please review more... In fact, The last person who reviewed (PotterFan66) was responsible for getting me back in the act. So a big thanks goes to PotterFan66!!! Thanks :)
This is the a/n that never ends, it does go on and on my friends.... DISCLAIMER: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
In other words, I'm broke!!!!
The morning after the meeting, Harry could not help but feel relaxed through and through. As soon as his head had hit the pillow, he had fallen into an undisturbed deep sleep.
The next morning after he got up and ate a nice breakfast in his room, Harry could not help feel but a little zealous about the day he had waiting for him. His professors had been impressed with his exemplarily skills in charms, transfiguration and even divination, but today he had a class he didn't know if he could handle.
Potions. Not just Potions, but Double Potions. Not only Double Potions, but Double Potions with the Slytherins. The irony of it all was quite funny. He had gone away hoping for a change, and while yes, a lot had changed, some things could not help remain the same. Dumbledore would always put Gryffindor and Slytherin together. The Gryffindors could be cats and the Slytherins could be dogs and they would still be put together. If there were two groups of people that hated each other more, than Harry didn't know where to find them. But through it all, Dumbledore still saw it fit to throw the poor Gryffindors to the dogs.
Had Harry not decided to go away on that day he probably would have felt that Potions was the worst and most useless class on the face of the Earth. However, after accidentally purchasing a beginners how-to guide on how to mix potions, he began to discover that there was a benefit from this class. There was a logic to potions that he, dare say it, actually enjoyed. It still could not hold a candle to DADA, but he understood how someone might want to spend their life dedicated to colorful and smelly mixtures. Nonetheless, even with their current truce, Harry felt that the potions master could take away this newly found joy. So it was with reluctance that he made his way down to the dungeons.
When Harry made it to the classroom, he saw that time hadn't changed much of anything. He was 10 minutes early and as he looked around the room, he could see that all of the Gryffindors were already sitting down ready for class on the right side of the room. The left side was completely empty. Harry looked around the room. Sitting in the front was a familiar red head and his girlfriend. He couldn't help but feel a little guilty for leaving one of his best friends. Since his return, Ron hadn't even tried to talk to him. He was putting that reunion off until another time. 'How about never?' He was inwardly shocked by his cowardliness.
On the other side of Lavender, Harry saw a sight for sore eyes. A beautiful bushy headed girl No- woman. She has truly grown in the time that he had been gone. He didn't know how it was possible to be so blessed. Yes, he did feel a little hesitation towards pursuing a relationship at this time in a war, but Hermione would hear nothing of waiting. And what was this? An empty chair next to her? Seizing his chance, he made his way towards her.
"Is this seat taken?"
"Yes, it is, I'm sorry. I'm saving it for my incredibly handsome and loving boyfriend."
"Hmmm... I guess I'll just take my chances on the forbidden side of the room then."
"Oh no you don't. You sit down. Professor Snape's going to have a hay day with you, you know. A year an a half with no Potions classes. Your going to lose Gryffindor all of our hard earned points."
"Thanks for the faith, love. Just wait and see. You might be surprised by your idiot boyfriend."
And with that he winked at her and got out his supplies.
"Well, it looks like Potty has gotten himself a girlfriend."
"Shut up Malfoy."
"What to ashamed to own up to it?"
If it hadn't been for the slam of the door and the billowing of robes heading up to the front of the room, Draco Malfoy would have found himself sporting a very ferret-like look. 'Damn Snape and his bad timing.'
"Provoking my students already Potter? Five points from Gryffindor."
'And Damn Snape for, well, being Snape.'
"Everyone please sit down so we can get started. NOW!"
Within seconds everyone had found their seats.
"Today we will be studying a potion that can counter most sleeping potions. It is called the Awake Again potion. Can anyone tell me what the main ingredient in this potion is?"
Harry inwardly chuckled. Just as always he thought as he scanned the room. Hermione was the only one with her hand raised.
"Potter, why don't you enlighten us with the answer?"
"But Professor, he hasn't been here! He can't answer that."
"Silence Granger! Ten points from Gryffindor. Potter, answer now."
"The main ingredient is the eyelash of a faerie. The other ingredients are a thinly chopped newt's tail, a finely ground manticore's claw, and the extract of a dandelion. When finished, it comes out to be a yellowy color."
Professor Snape could help but be awestruck of the Potter boy's knowledge. The ingredients (besides the main one) weren't in the text book, neither were the directions. That's why he had chosen this potion. In fact, it was rare to even find a potion master in training that knew how to make this potion. Very odd. Very odd indeed.
"Ten points from Gryffindor. I only asked for the main ingredient. Now this potion was first concocted in 1272 AD when a wizard named...."
'So much for a truce' he thought when the points were taken away. Harry didn't really want to listen to the teacher. He knew he was right when he thought that Snape could take away all interest in the subject. Harry instead was thinking about something that had been discussed the night before at the order meeting. Dumbledore wanted to know if anyone had any ideas on how to determine where a person's loyalties in the war lied without just walking up to them and saying "Hello stranger, can I see your left arm please?" None of them thought that would go over very well. Harry had actually thought of this many times before. He had a theory on how to do it, but never a place to actually try it out. 'Now's as good a time as any he thought.'
Harry looked discreetly around the room to make sure everyone was still paying attention to the irritating Potions Professor. When he was sure that he would go unnoticed, he closed his eyes and started to push all thoughts from his mind and tried to feel the magic around him. He then focused on the magic and cautiously opened his eyes. Looking up to his teacher, he saw and off-white color with a little black around his arm. The size of the aura was pretty thick, so Harry assumed he was looking a wizard with fairly hi magic content.
Harry then looked over at the bushy brunette next to him. She too was glowing an off white color. He aura was not nearly as think a Snape's so he assumed a medium level of power. Then he drifted his eyes further around the room. Ron, a little less thick than Hermione, off-white; Lavender, way less thick than Ron's, off-white; Neville 'Well what do we have here?', his aura was as thick as Snape's and it was a shade whiter than any he had seen. 'Time for the Slytherins now.'
Harry looked over at Pansy Parkinson. Definite black aura, about as thick as Ron. Crabbe, black, hardly any aura at all; Goyle, same as Crabbe. 'Those to never differ, do they?'
Harry could feel his energy draining from him. 'This takes a lot out of you!' There were only two more people he wanted to look at though, so he decided to go on. Next Harry decided to look at Draco. "What the hell!" he yelled. Surrounding Draco was not a good white aura, not an evil black one either, but a royal blue color with specks of silver and an pure looking black. As he felt the world spinning around him after the last outburst, Harry looked down at his hands. Instead of the white he was expecting, there was a crimson scarlet color with flecks of gold. "This was definitely not the outcome I expected," he whispered then all the world turned black.
To be continued....
************************ a/n Hi everyone! I'm sorry this took so long. It's not like I've been busy, I've just been incredibly lazy. I'm sorry... While I was on hiatus though, I had another idea for a story. Since I had total writers block on this one, I'm integrating that idea into this one. Nifty, huh? I promise it won't take long to get the next chapter out. In fact, I've already written a page. I just thought this was a great place to end. (Good for me... bad for you)
Thanks to everyone who reviewed. Ya'll mean so much to me :) Please review more... In fact, The last person who reviewed (PotterFan66) was responsible for getting me back in the act. So a big thanks goes to PotterFan66!!! Thanks :)
This is the a/n that never ends, it does go on and on my friends.... DISCLAIMER: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
In other words, I'm broke!!!!