I Cannot Tell A Lie
~* Thanks to October Snape-Potter, and Jay for nice reviews, but to whoever "I Know You But You Don't Know Me" happens to be, yes I am a girl, but that doesn't mean that girls can't write good fictions. You should get serious sexist help. Hope the rest of you like the next chapter! *~
Chapter 2 ~ Busted, or Not?
Harry led Ron and Hermione into Snape's office, which was well concealed behind his desk in the Potions Dungeon. They crept quietly and slowly, incase Snape had heard the noise Peeves made, and decided to show up.
The three split up amongst the room, but Harry kept his Invisibility Cloak on (he had argued that he get to keep it, because it belonged to him. . . selfish ain't he?).
'I found it!.' Ron whispered. Harry and Hermione were at his side in an instant.
'Are you sure that's Veritaserum?' Harry wondered out loud. Hermione got a glint in her eye again.
'Let's find out.' She said, nastily, and opened the vile. Ron and Harry backed away from her slowly. 'Don't worry, it will wear off after a few hours, and I won't ask embarrasing questions or anything.' Hermione tried to sound convincing. Harry sighed.
'Fine, I'll try it.'
'Be carefull Harry! It could be the wrong potion!' Ron said, worried that he'd gotten the wrong potion.
'Snape wouldn't keep a death potion in here, he'd have it locked away somewhere safe. . . assuming he has a death potion. . .' Hermione said matter-of-factly.
'Oh that's reassuring Hermione.' Ron said sarcastically. Harry sighed again.
'I just want to get this over and done with, Hermione, give me the bottle.' Harry snatched the vile from Hermione's hand and got a drop on his finger. He cautiously licked his finger. Nothing happened.
'Well, ask me something?' Harry said. Hermione looked at him.
'Um, okay, um, who do you like?' Hermione asked, searching her mind for a question.
'Cho.' Harry said quickly, before smacking his hand over his mouth. Hermione looked satisfied.
'That's definitely the right potion.' She said smugly. 'Let's get out of here.'
Clonk, clonk, clonk.
'AHHHHHHHHHHHH!' The three friends heard a large scream coming from the dungeons. The all gasped, and ducked under the Invisibility Cloak.
Snape's footsteps could be heard crunching and plonking on the broken glass and potions. This was bad, because normally, Snape's footsteps couldn't be heard. This would proove a difficult task for the trio to escape the dungeons without being busted.
'Who's in here?' Snape bellowed, entering the office. Harry held Ron back from running away, and Hermione put her hand over Harry's mouth to stop him from answering (Harry is still under the Veritaserum). Snape was looking extremely scary. He checked under his desk, in cupboards, in the corners and behind his bookcase. Luckily, Hermione had the smarts enough to stand the group just in the middle of the room, where Snape wouldn't look.
Snape let out a grunt, waved his wand, and everything returned to normal, that is, except for the vile of Veritaserum, which was tightly inclosed in Hermione's delicate hand. Ron held his breath as Snape took one last look around the room, before leaving with a swish of his cloak.
They waited a good ten minutes before Ron let out a huge sigh of relief.
'That was way way too close Hermione. Next time, I say we leave Snape's area alone and find the stuff for your wacky plans elsewhere.'
Harry muttered a noise of agreement, and they headed back to Gryffindor common room.
~***~
'Meow.'
Harry, Ron and Hermione's heads all snapped down to the direction of the sound, and there, standing on the floor, looking directly at them, was Mrs Norris.
'Cats!' Harry muttered.
'What about them?' Ron asked, looking suspiciously.
'Just run! She can see us! Filch is probably on his way already!' When Harry saw that neither of them were making an attempt to budge, he shoved them rather hard, 'MOVE!'
Ron and Hermione ran after that! The three of them sprinted down the hall, up stairs, around corners, always watching the Marauder's Map as so they would be forewarned of unwanted "visitors".
After what seemed hours, Harry, Ron and Hermione were back in their beds, trying to sleep for the 4 hours before they had to get up again. Hermione had taken the Veritaserum up with her in the girls dormatories. She had argued that it'd be safer up there. Ron and Harry had no idea why, but since she would have gone all psycho on them if she didn't get her way, they agreed hastily.
~***~
'Wow Harry, that was a close one last night. I mean, what would Snape have done if he'd busted us? We would have surely been expelled! Dumbledore wouldn't have been able to get us out of that one Harry! Good thing old Snape doesn't have a magical eye like Moody.' Ron was saying that morning at breakfast.
'Oh hello Hermione, you finally decided to join us for breakfast?' Harry looked over Ron's shoulder to see Hermione rushing over to them. She had a nasty grin on her face. Ron and Harry exchanged worried glances, this look clearly meant she'd done something.
'Hi Harry, Ron.' Hermione said, smirking.
'You would have done well in Slytherin, you know Hermione.' Ron said, a little intimidated by Hermione's look. Hermione chose to ignore him.
'I did it.' She said proudly.
'Did what Hermione?' Harry asked.
'I, Hermione Granger, poured the entire vile of Veritaserum into Malfoy's goblet.'
'The whole vile?!' Harry exclaimed.
'Hermione! That'll have him telling the truth for WEEKS!' Ron yelled.
'Oh Hermione, that's just going a bit overboard, don't you think?' Harry asked.
'No way, this time, we can publicly humiliate him, not just between the three of us.' Hermione winked.
'What, you mean in class?' Ron asked.
'In class, in between classes, at dinner, at breakfast, at lunch, on weekends, on the Quidditch Pitch.' Hermione ticked off the places on her fingers. Harry and Ron looked at her, flabergasted.
'My God Hermione, you've got issues, serious issues.' Harry muttered.
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~* Sorry for taking so long to get this chapter up, but I've been a bit busy with some other stuff lately. I'll try and do another chapter soon. *~
~Gryffindor Gal~
~* Thanks to October Snape-Potter, and Jay for nice reviews, but to whoever "I Know You But You Don't Know Me" happens to be, yes I am a girl, but that doesn't mean that girls can't write good fictions. You should get serious sexist help. Hope the rest of you like the next chapter! *~
Chapter 2 ~ Busted, or Not?
Harry led Ron and Hermione into Snape's office, which was well concealed behind his desk in the Potions Dungeon. They crept quietly and slowly, incase Snape had heard the noise Peeves made, and decided to show up.
The three split up amongst the room, but Harry kept his Invisibility Cloak on (he had argued that he get to keep it, because it belonged to him. . . selfish ain't he?).
'I found it!.' Ron whispered. Harry and Hermione were at his side in an instant.
'Are you sure that's Veritaserum?' Harry wondered out loud. Hermione got a glint in her eye again.
'Let's find out.' She said, nastily, and opened the vile. Ron and Harry backed away from her slowly. 'Don't worry, it will wear off after a few hours, and I won't ask embarrasing questions or anything.' Hermione tried to sound convincing. Harry sighed.
'Fine, I'll try it.'
'Be carefull Harry! It could be the wrong potion!' Ron said, worried that he'd gotten the wrong potion.
'Snape wouldn't keep a death potion in here, he'd have it locked away somewhere safe. . . assuming he has a death potion. . .' Hermione said matter-of-factly.
'Oh that's reassuring Hermione.' Ron said sarcastically. Harry sighed again.
'I just want to get this over and done with, Hermione, give me the bottle.' Harry snatched the vile from Hermione's hand and got a drop on his finger. He cautiously licked his finger. Nothing happened.
'Well, ask me something?' Harry said. Hermione looked at him.
'Um, okay, um, who do you like?' Hermione asked, searching her mind for a question.
'Cho.' Harry said quickly, before smacking his hand over his mouth. Hermione looked satisfied.
'That's definitely the right potion.' She said smugly. 'Let's get out of here.'
Clonk, clonk, clonk.
'AHHHHHHHHHHHH!' The three friends heard a large scream coming from the dungeons. The all gasped, and ducked under the Invisibility Cloak.
Snape's footsteps could be heard crunching and plonking on the broken glass and potions. This was bad, because normally, Snape's footsteps couldn't be heard. This would proove a difficult task for the trio to escape the dungeons without being busted.
'Who's in here?' Snape bellowed, entering the office. Harry held Ron back from running away, and Hermione put her hand over Harry's mouth to stop him from answering (Harry is still under the Veritaserum). Snape was looking extremely scary. He checked under his desk, in cupboards, in the corners and behind his bookcase. Luckily, Hermione had the smarts enough to stand the group just in the middle of the room, where Snape wouldn't look.
Snape let out a grunt, waved his wand, and everything returned to normal, that is, except for the vile of Veritaserum, which was tightly inclosed in Hermione's delicate hand. Ron held his breath as Snape took one last look around the room, before leaving with a swish of his cloak.
They waited a good ten minutes before Ron let out a huge sigh of relief.
'That was way way too close Hermione. Next time, I say we leave Snape's area alone and find the stuff for your wacky plans elsewhere.'
Harry muttered a noise of agreement, and they headed back to Gryffindor common room.
~***~
'Meow.'
Harry, Ron and Hermione's heads all snapped down to the direction of the sound, and there, standing on the floor, looking directly at them, was Mrs Norris.
'Cats!' Harry muttered.
'What about them?' Ron asked, looking suspiciously.
'Just run! She can see us! Filch is probably on his way already!' When Harry saw that neither of them were making an attempt to budge, he shoved them rather hard, 'MOVE!'
Ron and Hermione ran after that! The three of them sprinted down the hall, up stairs, around corners, always watching the Marauder's Map as so they would be forewarned of unwanted "visitors".
After what seemed hours, Harry, Ron and Hermione were back in their beds, trying to sleep for the 4 hours before they had to get up again. Hermione had taken the Veritaserum up with her in the girls dormatories. She had argued that it'd be safer up there. Ron and Harry had no idea why, but since she would have gone all psycho on them if she didn't get her way, they agreed hastily.
~***~
'Wow Harry, that was a close one last night. I mean, what would Snape have done if he'd busted us? We would have surely been expelled! Dumbledore wouldn't have been able to get us out of that one Harry! Good thing old Snape doesn't have a magical eye like Moody.' Ron was saying that morning at breakfast.
'Oh hello Hermione, you finally decided to join us for breakfast?' Harry looked over Ron's shoulder to see Hermione rushing over to them. She had a nasty grin on her face. Ron and Harry exchanged worried glances, this look clearly meant she'd done something.
'Hi Harry, Ron.' Hermione said, smirking.
'You would have done well in Slytherin, you know Hermione.' Ron said, a little intimidated by Hermione's look. Hermione chose to ignore him.
'I did it.' She said proudly.
'Did what Hermione?' Harry asked.
'I, Hermione Granger, poured the entire vile of Veritaserum into Malfoy's goblet.'
'The whole vile?!' Harry exclaimed.
'Hermione! That'll have him telling the truth for WEEKS!' Ron yelled.
'Oh Hermione, that's just going a bit overboard, don't you think?' Harry asked.
'No way, this time, we can publicly humiliate him, not just between the three of us.' Hermione winked.
'What, you mean in class?' Ron asked.
'In class, in between classes, at dinner, at breakfast, at lunch, on weekends, on the Quidditch Pitch.' Hermione ticked off the places on her fingers. Harry and Ron looked at her, flabergasted.
'My God Hermione, you've got issues, serious issues.' Harry muttered.
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~* Sorry for taking so long to get this chapter up, but I've been a bit busy with some other stuff lately. I'll try and do another chapter soon. *~
~Gryffindor Gal~
