Chapter 3
Hermione, Sid and Ron walked out of Snape's class disgusted. They all wish he would die a horrible death for all the things he had done. They were surprised to see Harry standing a few feet away from the classroom.
"Hey Harry." Ron said, "Why are you back so soon?"
"Well Ron, Dumbledor had seen what happened through his seer and decided that I was provoked. He also told me not to let Malfoy get on my nerves. It would cause great trouble or something like that." He rolled his eyes, his expression turning into a frown as Malfoy neared where they were standing.
"So Potter," He jeered, "Get suspended for threatening a student?"
Harry stared back, "Nope, I got nothing but a pat on the back from the headmaster for not attacking you. He said that he would have."
Malfoy's sneer turned even more hateful, "You lie Potter." Crab and Goyle had stepped out of the room and he told them to come on. The three lumbering idiots, Hermione thought with a laugh.
"Well, Hermione we'd better be going huh?" Sid asked. They waved good- bye and headed for the girls bathroom. This bathroom was never used because of Moaning Myrtle. She was a ghost that died in the bathroom and haunted the place. Their potion was taking shape in the stall. Hermione stirred it and announced that it would be ready by tomorrow.
"How will we do this without getting caught?" Sid asked twirling her hair again.
Hermione chewed her lower lip, "Hmm." She thought, and then suddenly a thought came. "You remember when I told you about Harry, Ron and I making that polyjuice potion in Myrtle's bathroom?" Sid nodded, "Well we'll just mix up ours in there. No one goes in there unless they want to hear about Myrtle's problems."
Sid looked a little nervous, "I don't like Myrtle much. Last time I went in there she yelled at me for calling her ugly and tried to dump a bucket of toilet water on me. USED toilet water non the less."
"Don't worry Sidney. She's nothing but a crazy basket case ghost. I'll get the ingredients and meet me there at lunch."
Sid sighed, "Lunch? But for lunch today we're have roast beef."
Hermione's eyebrow went up, "And?"
"It's my favorite. They only serve it once a month." Her stomach grumbled at the thought of the beef.
Hermione sighed in exasperation, "Do you or don't you want to get back at Malfoy?" She tugged on Sid's robes and Sid found she was looking in a mirror at her once beautiful hair. The spell was slowly wearing away but it was still bright green and pink. She scowled at what she saw.
"Alright fine. But this had better work." Her stomach grumbled again.
"It will." Hermione said with great certainty.
Hermione, Sid and Ron walked out of Snape's class disgusted. They all wish he would die a horrible death for all the things he had done. They were surprised to see Harry standing a few feet away from the classroom.
"Hey Harry." Ron said, "Why are you back so soon?"
"Well Ron, Dumbledor had seen what happened through his seer and decided that I was provoked. He also told me not to let Malfoy get on my nerves. It would cause great trouble or something like that." He rolled his eyes, his expression turning into a frown as Malfoy neared where they were standing.
"So Potter," He jeered, "Get suspended for threatening a student?"
Harry stared back, "Nope, I got nothing but a pat on the back from the headmaster for not attacking you. He said that he would have."
Malfoy's sneer turned even more hateful, "You lie Potter." Crab and Goyle had stepped out of the room and he told them to come on. The three lumbering idiots, Hermione thought with a laugh.
"Well, Hermione we'd better be going huh?" Sid asked. They waved good- bye and headed for the girls bathroom. This bathroom was never used because of Moaning Myrtle. She was a ghost that died in the bathroom and haunted the place. Their potion was taking shape in the stall. Hermione stirred it and announced that it would be ready by tomorrow.
"How will we do this without getting caught?" Sid asked twirling her hair again.
Hermione chewed her lower lip, "Hmm." She thought, and then suddenly a thought came. "You remember when I told you about Harry, Ron and I making that polyjuice potion in Myrtle's bathroom?" Sid nodded, "Well we'll just mix up ours in there. No one goes in there unless they want to hear about Myrtle's problems."
Sid looked a little nervous, "I don't like Myrtle much. Last time I went in there she yelled at me for calling her ugly and tried to dump a bucket of toilet water on me. USED toilet water non the less."
"Don't worry Sidney. She's nothing but a crazy basket case ghost. I'll get the ingredients and meet me there at lunch."
Sid sighed, "Lunch? But for lunch today we're have roast beef."
Hermione's eyebrow went up, "And?"
"It's my favorite. They only serve it once a month." Her stomach grumbled at the thought of the beef.
Hermione sighed in exasperation, "Do you or don't you want to get back at Malfoy?" She tugged on Sid's robes and Sid found she was looking in a mirror at her once beautiful hair. The spell was slowly wearing away but it was still bright green and pink. She scowled at what she saw.
"Alright fine. But this had better work." Her stomach grumbled again.
"It will." Hermione said with great certainty.