He came down to the common room the next day; obviously he had missed
breakfast and apparently had also missed his potions class. He saw Hermione
sitting on the couch in the common room. He thought to himself, should I
make my move, and then he heard, another one of his little voices.
'This damn potion isn't very easy to brew. I can't get the right amount of
juice out of the hose. Plus combining it too quickly could lead to
disaster.' He walked over,
"If you add a little of this it won't blow up in your face" he added a little bit of white powder to the mix stirring it quickly with the long thick stirring rod. "Now remember to use the small stirring rod to mix it, or the potion will mix much to slowly." "Why thank you very much Jacob."
She begins to stir the potion at a very high rate. He wonders if she got any of the hints he had dropped. But realizes that she is after all nothing but a bookworm. He returns to sitting next to her watching her brew more potions until she is finally completed her class work
"So what did I miss in class today?"
"Nothing much just Snape going on and on about how stupid we are and that we can never get anything done unless he threatens us."
"Well then I should just come to class later and I will catch up pretty quickly."
"Jacob?" she questions
'Yes."
"Do you ever think that the sorting hat could have been wrong at the house that we are in?"
"Why ever do you say that, my dear?"
"Well sometimes I think that I am just not meant to be in Gryffindor."
"You are the best student in Hogwarts, you are meant to be here with the rest of us, and you know that everyone, everyone loves you here. Jacob said "Some more then others but we all love you just the same"
She looks at him strangely. His head begins to throb again and he once again can hear the voices.
"I love him I really do but what if I say the wrong thing, what if I upset him?"
"Why ever would you think that you would scare me?"
"What are you talking about Jacob?"
"There is nothing to be afraid of when it comes to our relationship."
"I....I have to go class I will see you at dinner. Goodbye Jacob'
Jacob sadly watches his love slip through the portal and on to her next class, he wonders if he will ever be able to understand his mysterious and unique gift. Jacob gets up, grabs his books, and runs to his next class hoping not to run into Professor Snape.
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"If you add a little of this it won't blow up in your face" he added a little bit of white powder to the mix stirring it quickly with the long thick stirring rod. "Now remember to use the small stirring rod to mix it, or the potion will mix much to slowly." "Why thank you very much Jacob."
She begins to stir the potion at a very high rate. He wonders if she got any of the hints he had dropped. But realizes that she is after all nothing but a bookworm. He returns to sitting next to her watching her brew more potions until she is finally completed her class work
"So what did I miss in class today?"
"Nothing much just Snape going on and on about how stupid we are and that we can never get anything done unless he threatens us."
"Well then I should just come to class later and I will catch up pretty quickly."
"Jacob?" she questions
'Yes."
"Do you ever think that the sorting hat could have been wrong at the house that we are in?"
"Why ever do you say that, my dear?"
"Well sometimes I think that I am just not meant to be in Gryffindor."
"You are the best student in Hogwarts, you are meant to be here with the rest of us, and you know that everyone, everyone loves you here. Jacob said "Some more then others but we all love you just the same"
She looks at him strangely. His head begins to throb again and he once again can hear the voices.
"I love him I really do but what if I say the wrong thing, what if I upset him?"
"Why ever would you think that you would scare me?"
"What are you talking about Jacob?"
"There is nothing to be afraid of when it comes to our relationship."
"I....I have to go class I will see you at dinner. Goodbye Jacob'
Jacob sadly watches his love slip through the portal and on to her next class, he wonders if he will ever be able to understand his mysterious and unique gift. Jacob gets up, grabs his books, and runs to his next class hoping not to run into Professor Snape.
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