A/N: Hm... I just hope you know that the only character(s) I own is Jonah
Lumina, Madam Dreamiware, and Justice Bones. Well, half of Justice Bones.
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Chapter Five: Severus Snape
James entered the cool room of Potions Class that the sweat from his brow had almost evaporated when he had been running past people to get to this class and not be late. Professor Joseph Cursive had leaned back in his chair with his legs upon his desk that he didn't realize James entrance, so he found it best that he was to sneak into the corner seat of the room and make sure that he wasn't discovered late.
"Ahem..."
"Oh, what? What what what? Oh, class! Well... welcome to Potions class! My name is Professor Cursive but you could just call me J for short, which is my muggle name Joseph. Anyhow, I will be teaching you the basic experiments such as Burn Healing Potion, Foreshadowing Potion, and-"
Someone entered the room late but James couldn't really see him. His flock of hair concealed his face.
"Hmm, you're late, sir. Your name?" Asked Professor Cursive.
"... Severus Snape, and may I take my seat?" Answered Snape with a touchy tone.
"... Yes, there is a next to... er... that Potter kid!"
"No, that git?" Thought James as Severus obliged Professor Cursive's order and walked toward James and sat down next to him. He didn't even glance at James, though, he was overfocused on his work.
"Crap,"
"Well, class. Now, a cauldron is under your desks... You will pair up with the person next to you and follow these instructions." Flicking his wand, Professor Cursive jabbed the chalkboard as several instructions came out. "Please, Mr. Zonko. Please read out the instructions,"
"Instructions upon how to make Endurance Potion:
Fill cauldron with ½ Fire-nox fluid. Contaminate Cauldron with Thestral Urine ("Ew!" James heard someone scream.) Stir three times counter-clockwise then fifteen times clockwise. Add pinch of unicorn dung. ("... What the hell are we making, here? Sickness Potion?" The one named Zonko had said after reading out the fourth instruction. "This isn't endurance, Professor. This is madness.") (Clearing his throat, Zonko continued to read: ) A drop of Horn-Mesh. Let cool for seven-teen seconds before stirring counter-clockwise and then take two drops and fed to frog. If it worked, the frog will explode. If not, it will shrivel up...
"Well, class. Get to work!" Professor Cursive said, as some people moved and others squirmed as their partners added Fire-Nox into the cauldron.
"Pass me that container with the Thestral Urine, Potter." He heard Snape order him, not even facing him and sticking his hand out.
"Only if you say the magic word," James said jokingly.
"Alright. Accio container." Said Snape as the container rattled and pried its way out of James hand and into Snape's. "There, done."
James growled, as he rested his chin against his pile of books while watching Snape do all the work.
He watched him stir the cauldron, add a pinch of unicorn dung, and a drop of horn-mesh before Severus looked up at him and asked in a very rude manner: "Going to help, or just stare Potter?"
"You seem to be having an easy time doing all that by yourself, might as well finish it." James said coolly, faking a yawn and closing his eyes to fake sleep just to iritate Severus.
He seemed angered, grinding his teeth but finishing the work by taking two drops and forced the drops into the frog to see it explode. "Stupid Potter."
"Excellent work, Severus, James! You created a fine Endurance Potion. 10 points to Slytherin, 10 points to Gryffindor!" Professor Justice Bones had said, his wand illuminating for a split second before dying out. Everyone else were almost done and the class had already been over, some people failed to create the Endurance Potion, others didn't finish doing it. That night, everyone who hadn't finished it would have to work on it and bring it in tommorow for homework, James wasn't one of them. He had finished it.
Charms was a very boring class and almost seemed forever to finish because Professor Flitwick's squeaking voice kept waking James up. Defense against the Dark Arts was one of James' favorite classes because it was an all Gryffindor Class so he had Sirius, and Evans. Along with Remus, Jonah, Peter, Trent, Dawn, and some other Gryffindor's he wasn't introduced too. Professor Quirrel had already taken an interest to James and Sirius for their incredible knowledge of jinxes and hexes that they were asked to help some of the first years learn the Expelliarmus for the first day. James found this class amusing because people admired his talent in doing jinxes including Peter who always awed everytime he did something amazing.
"James, I can't seem to get the Expelliarmus Spell to work," asked Lily who seemed to be thrusting her wand at Amelia Bones who's wand didn't seem to fly out. "Can you help me?"
James stopped for a moment, but obliged.
"Yeah, sure." He answered in his nervous tone, walking over to her and standing next to her. "Let me watch you try it."
"Alright," Lily had said, placing two hands on the hilt of her wand and shouting "Expelliarmus!" and watched as a puff of smoke come out of her wand. "What's wrong?"
"Isn't it obvious that you're holding the wand with two hands? It's basic stuff to know that all spells and hexes are done with one hand. Go back to basics," said James before he froze. His jack-ass, concieted, fathead attitude took control of him toward Lily Evans. Oh crap, he thought.
"Oh... Alright, thanks." Lily had said, looking away from James toward Amelia and starting to chant Expelliarmus but failing.
James never felt like crap, he didn't even pay attention to Professor Oswald when he taught them about Jargons, and didn't try to impress anyone with his elite flying skills (Except Peter, and a bit of Jonah). He felt bad, but didn't apologize to Lily...
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A/N: If you hadn't noticed, Remus is being all stiff because he doesn't feel safe with a bunch of people not knowing that he is a 'you-know-what'. James' jack-ass side is also coming into play.
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Chapter Five: Severus Snape
James entered the cool room of Potions Class that the sweat from his brow had almost evaporated when he had been running past people to get to this class and not be late. Professor Joseph Cursive had leaned back in his chair with his legs upon his desk that he didn't realize James entrance, so he found it best that he was to sneak into the corner seat of the room and make sure that he wasn't discovered late.
"Ahem..."
"Oh, what? What what what? Oh, class! Well... welcome to Potions class! My name is Professor Cursive but you could just call me J for short, which is my muggle name Joseph. Anyhow, I will be teaching you the basic experiments such as Burn Healing Potion, Foreshadowing Potion, and-"
Someone entered the room late but James couldn't really see him. His flock of hair concealed his face.
"Hmm, you're late, sir. Your name?" Asked Professor Cursive.
"... Severus Snape, and may I take my seat?" Answered Snape with a touchy tone.
"... Yes, there is a next to... er... that Potter kid!"
"No, that git?" Thought James as Severus obliged Professor Cursive's order and walked toward James and sat down next to him. He didn't even glance at James, though, he was overfocused on his work.
"Crap,"
"Well, class. Now, a cauldron is under your desks... You will pair up with the person next to you and follow these instructions." Flicking his wand, Professor Cursive jabbed the chalkboard as several instructions came out. "Please, Mr. Zonko. Please read out the instructions,"
"Instructions upon how to make Endurance Potion:
Fill cauldron with ½ Fire-nox fluid. Contaminate Cauldron with Thestral Urine ("Ew!" James heard someone scream.) Stir three times counter-clockwise then fifteen times clockwise. Add pinch of unicorn dung. ("... What the hell are we making, here? Sickness Potion?" The one named Zonko had said after reading out the fourth instruction. "This isn't endurance, Professor. This is madness.") (Clearing his throat, Zonko continued to read: ) A drop of Horn-Mesh. Let cool for seven-teen seconds before stirring counter-clockwise and then take two drops and fed to frog. If it worked, the frog will explode. If not, it will shrivel up...
"Well, class. Get to work!" Professor Cursive said, as some people moved and others squirmed as their partners added Fire-Nox into the cauldron.
"Pass me that container with the Thestral Urine, Potter." He heard Snape order him, not even facing him and sticking his hand out.
"Only if you say the magic word," James said jokingly.
"Alright. Accio container." Said Snape as the container rattled and pried its way out of James hand and into Snape's. "There, done."
James growled, as he rested his chin against his pile of books while watching Snape do all the work.
He watched him stir the cauldron, add a pinch of unicorn dung, and a drop of horn-mesh before Severus looked up at him and asked in a very rude manner: "Going to help, or just stare Potter?"
"You seem to be having an easy time doing all that by yourself, might as well finish it." James said coolly, faking a yawn and closing his eyes to fake sleep just to iritate Severus.
He seemed angered, grinding his teeth but finishing the work by taking two drops and forced the drops into the frog to see it explode. "Stupid Potter."
"Excellent work, Severus, James! You created a fine Endurance Potion. 10 points to Slytherin, 10 points to Gryffindor!" Professor Justice Bones had said, his wand illuminating for a split second before dying out. Everyone else were almost done and the class had already been over, some people failed to create the Endurance Potion, others didn't finish doing it. That night, everyone who hadn't finished it would have to work on it and bring it in tommorow for homework, James wasn't one of them. He had finished it.
Charms was a very boring class and almost seemed forever to finish because Professor Flitwick's squeaking voice kept waking James up. Defense against the Dark Arts was one of James' favorite classes because it was an all Gryffindor Class so he had Sirius, and Evans. Along with Remus, Jonah, Peter, Trent, Dawn, and some other Gryffindor's he wasn't introduced too. Professor Quirrel had already taken an interest to James and Sirius for their incredible knowledge of jinxes and hexes that they were asked to help some of the first years learn the Expelliarmus for the first day. James found this class amusing because people admired his talent in doing jinxes including Peter who always awed everytime he did something amazing.
"James, I can't seem to get the Expelliarmus Spell to work," asked Lily who seemed to be thrusting her wand at Amelia Bones who's wand didn't seem to fly out. "Can you help me?"
James stopped for a moment, but obliged.
"Yeah, sure." He answered in his nervous tone, walking over to her and standing next to her. "Let me watch you try it."
"Alright," Lily had said, placing two hands on the hilt of her wand and shouting "Expelliarmus!" and watched as a puff of smoke come out of her wand. "What's wrong?"
"Isn't it obvious that you're holding the wand with two hands? It's basic stuff to know that all spells and hexes are done with one hand. Go back to basics," said James before he froze. His jack-ass, concieted, fathead attitude took control of him toward Lily Evans. Oh crap, he thought.
"Oh... Alright, thanks." Lily had said, looking away from James toward Amelia and starting to chant Expelliarmus but failing.
James never felt like crap, he didn't even pay attention to Professor Oswald when he taught them about Jargons, and didn't try to impress anyone with his elite flying skills (Except Peter, and a bit of Jonah). He felt bad, but didn't apologize to Lily...
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A/N: If you hadn't noticed, Remus is being all stiff because he doesn't feel safe with a bunch of people not knowing that he is a 'you-know-what'. James' jack-ass side is also coming into play.