Lily, from Shiz
By: Aaliyah-Charity
A/N: Hello! Thank you SO much for your kind reviews! LOL, no if I do add in marching band, they will not play at Quidditch games, unless I add in some kind of pep band or something, which I doubt. I hope I will meet and exceed your standards as the chapters roll on by. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling is the fine author who wrote 'Harry Potter,' therefore meaning she owns it. Yep.
Chapter 5: Potions
At Lunch Audrey acted normal, like none of the memories had happened, and luckily the other girls didn't notice her sadness. Indeed her schedule came, and it was almost the same as her friends, except she had Double Potions with the Gryffindors and Slytherins, because the class with the Hufflepuffs and the Ravenclaws were much too crowded. She also took for electives Muggle Studies, Arithmancy, Band, and Chorus. She hated her voice, but this was as musical as the school got. Maybe later on if she ever got any confidence she could start some ensembles, but it seemed impossible at the moment. She was terrified of the challenge she might decide to do later on, but she had a feeling she would be too scared to go through with it.
"That sucks that you'll be the only Hufflepuff with Snape," Hannah said with pity, "but he hates Gryffindors more so you won't be too bad off."
"But Hufflepuffs comes in a close second," Susan said with a frown.
"You'll be okay," Hannah assured her, but all throughout Lunch until she had to go to class she felt a horrid feeling coursing through her body. Her Hufflepuff friends decided to walk with her to the dungeons for good luck, and walked away with pity. She took a deep sigh and walked into the classroom filled with people she didn't know. They stared at her and she sat down in an empty seat by herself, doomed to be alone for the rest of the year.
A man came billowing in with his robes following him dramatically, and a few students gulped at the scene. He stopped directly at Audrey's desk and stood, glaring.
"Lily," he said sharply. Audrey shuddered in fear, sweat forming on her brow.
"No, sir, that's my middle name. I...I'm Audrey Lillian Menzel," she corrected, wanting to cry at his fierceness. He glared at her and then noticed her badge on her robes.
"What are you doing here if you are a Hufflepuff and you're surrounded by a group of Slytherins and Gryffindors?" he looked at her with disgust.
"I...I was placed here, sir, because the other class for third years exceeded the number of students allowed," she stuttered.
"Hmph....too many Hufflepuffs, I'd say, useless people with useless magic inside them," he sniggered and went closer to her until their faces were almost touching.
"I went to school with someone who looks just like you," he said, almost spitting in her face, "If you are anything like her, your years in my class will not be pleasant. She was stupid and-"
"SHUT UP!" a Gryffindor boy, the same boy who was staring at her in the cafeteria shouted, "Leave her and my mother alone! My mother was NOT stupid! How dare-"
"That will be all, Mr. Potter," Snape snapped at him, "Ten points from Gryffindor, and detention." The boy looked at him with the most disgusted look he could possibly muster and sat down.
"You, little girl," he turned back to her, "That worthless school of yours, Shiz, what did you learn about Potions there?"
"Well, sir, I...I....Potions was my second minor there," Audrey said meekly.
"So maybe the Hufflepuffs do have hope for their small brains," he said, getting close to her face again, "Tell me, then, how do you conjure up a Paene Visibilis Potion, if you're so educated?"
"Sir!" another Gryffindor said who was next to the outspoken boy earlier, "That Potion isn't learned until next year! I don't even know that one!"
"Ms. Granger, sit down and keep to yourself. Five points from Gryffindor," and with that, she sat down, angry. He turned back to Audrey with a mean spark though him.
"Well, sir," she said meekly, "It...is a potion to make a living being look like almost like a ghost. The person who takes it will just be a silhouette of himself or herself for an entire day, and to make it, you need five cups of dead spiders, and the combination of a sleeping and shrieking potion, the stronger the better, and to make the effect work better, add in white paint. After you do that, you must simmer it for at least a week, and takes an hour of stirring every day for it to be effective."
He glared at her, annoyed that she knew how to do the potion. For the rest of the class, he asked her question after question on complicated potions that made the other students cringe. Hermione was writing down all that Audrey was saying to learn, but the other students merely stared and watched Professor Snape quiz Audrey to death. She did not falter in her answers until he got to the standard seventh year potions, and when she did mess up on a step, he would take away points from Hufflepuff. He asked her instructions on the potions he'd learned just recently, and she had to search deep inside her mind to answer those correctly, thanking her lucky stars that her old professor taught those formulas and made them read up on them and memorize them.
Professor Snape was getting impatient and finally found a potion he knew she wouldn't know.
"Well, then, Lily, what do you do to make a person temporarily suicidal?" he stared down at her shaking form. Suddenly she began to cry softly and wouldn't say anything as she kept her head down.
"What's the matter with you?" he said, "Finally giving up on your intelligence? Answer me!"
"My...my professor was just getting to that potion but...but the fire...it killed her before she could teach us the f...formula!" she said, remembering all the nice things her old professor would teach her. She didn't know how she could ever get used to such a mean, impudent man teaching her. All of the potions he asked her about made her remember and remember, and finally he had gotten to her breaking point. He did not change facial expression, but left her alone as he went to the front of the classroom.
"Everyone must write three feet on a potion that can kill anyone with a low intelligence level," he said, "Due in two days. Go," and with that Audrey, who Professor Snape would be seeming to call Lily no matter what, ran from the classroom and up to the dorms as quickly as possible, leaving her new classmates behind.
A/N: I hope you guys liked that chapter! A little more serious than the girl talk chapter, and I'm sorry if it was a little uncanny, but I hope you'll overlook any mistakes! Review please, and I'll love you forever!
By: Aaliyah-Charity
A/N: Hello! Thank you SO much for your kind reviews! LOL, no if I do add in marching band, they will not play at Quidditch games, unless I add in some kind of pep band or something, which I doubt. I hope I will meet and exceed your standards as the chapters roll on by. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling is the fine author who wrote 'Harry Potter,' therefore meaning she owns it. Yep.
Chapter 5: Potions
At Lunch Audrey acted normal, like none of the memories had happened, and luckily the other girls didn't notice her sadness. Indeed her schedule came, and it was almost the same as her friends, except she had Double Potions with the Gryffindors and Slytherins, because the class with the Hufflepuffs and the Ravenclaws were much too crowded. She also took for electives Muggle Studies, Arithmancy, Band, and Chorus. She hated her voice, but this was as musical as the school got. Maybe later on if she ever got any confidence she could start some ensembles, but it seemed impossible at the moment. She was terrified of the challenge she might decide to do later on, but she had a feeling she would be too scared to go through with it.
"That sucks that you'll be the only Hufflepuff with Snape," Hannah said with pity, "but he hates Gryffindors more so you won't be too bad off."
"But Hufflepuffs comes in a close second," Susan said with a frown.
"You'll be okay," Hannah assured her, but all throughout Lunch until she had to go to class she felt a horrid feeling coursing through her body. Her Hufflepuff friends decided to walk with her to the dungeons for good luck, and walked away with pity. She took a deep sigh and walked into the classroom filled with people she didn't know. They stared at her and she sat down in an empty seat by herself, doomed to be alone for the rest of the year.
A man came billowing in with his robes following him dramatically, and a few students gulped at the scene. He stopped directly at Audrey's desk and stood, glaring.
"Lily," he said sharply. Audrey shuddered in fear, sweat forming on her brow.
"No, sir, that's my middle name. I...I'm Audrey Lillian Menzel," she corrected, wanting to cry at his fierceness. He glared at her and then noticed her badge on her robes.
"What are you doing here if you are a Hufflepuff and you're surrounded by a group of Slytherins and Gryffindors?" he looked at her with disgust.
"I...I was placed here, sir, because the other class for third years exceeded the number of students allowed," she stuttered.
"Hmph....too many Hufflepuffs, I'd say, useless people with useless magic inside them," he sniggered and went closer to her until their faces were almost touching.
"I went to school with someone who looks just like you," he said, almost spitting in her face, "If you are anything like her, your years in my class will not be pleasant. She was stupid and-"
"SHUT UP!" a Gryffindor boy, the same boy who was staring at her in the cafeteria shouted, "Leave her and my mother alone! My mother was NOT stupid! How dare-"
"That will be all, Mr. Potter," Snape snapped at him, "Ten points from Gryffindor, and detention." The boy looked at him with the most disgusted look he could possibly muster and sat down.
"You, little girl," he turned back to her, "That worthless school of yours, Shiz, what did you learn about Potions there?"
"Well, sir, I...I....Potions was my second minor there," Audrey said meekly.
"So maybe the Hufflepuffs do have hope for their small brains," he said, getting close to her face again, "Tell me, then, how do you conjure up a Paene Visibilis Potion, if you're so educated?"
"Sir!" another Gryffindor said who was next to the outspoken boy earlier, "That Potion isn't learned until next year! I don't even know that one!"
"Ms. Granger, sit down and keep to yourself. Five points from Gryffindor," and with that, she sat down, angry. He turned back to Audrey with a mean spark though him.
"Well, sir," she said meekly, "It...is a potion to make a living being look like almost like a ghost. The person who takes it will just be a silhouette of himself or herself for an entire day, and to make it, you need five cups of dead spiders, and the combination of a sleeping and shrieking potion, the stronger the better, and to make the effect work better, add in white paint. After you do that, you must simmer it for at least a week, and takes an hour of stirring every day for it to be effective."
He glared at her, annoyed that she knew how to do the potion. For the rest of the class, he asked her question after question on complicated potions that made the other students cringe. Hermione was writing down all that Audrey was saying to learn, but the other students merely stared and watched Professor Snape quiz Audrey to death. She did not falter in her answers until he got to the standard seventh year potions, and when she did mess up on a step, he would take away points from Hufflepuff. He asked her instructions on the potions he'd learned just recently, and she had to search deep inside her mind to answer those correctly, thanking her lucky stars that her old professor taught those formulas and made them read up on them and memorize them.
Professor Snape was getting impatient and finally found a potion he knew she wouldn't know.
"Well, then, Lily, what do you do to make a person temporarily suicidal?" he stared down at her shaking form. Suddenly she began to cry softly and wouldn't say anything as she kept her head down.
"What's the matter with you?" he said, "Finally giving up on your intelligence? Answer me!"
"My...my professor was just getting to that potion but...but the fire...it killed her before she could teach us the f...formula!" she said, remembering all the nice things her old professor would teach her. She didn't know how she could ever get used to such a mean, impudent man teaching her. All of the potions he asked her about made her remember and remember, and finally he had gotten to her breaking point. He did not change facial expression, but left her alone as he went to the front of the classroom.
"Everyone must write three feet on a potion that can kill anyone with a low intelligence level," he said, "Due in two days. Go," and with that Audrey, who Professor Snape would be seeming to call Lily no matter what, ran from the classroom and up to the dorms as quickly as possible, leaving her new classmates behind.
A/N: I hope you guys liked that chapter! A little more serious than the girl talk chapter, and I'm sorry if it was a little uncanny, but I hope you'll overlook any mistakes! Review please, and I'll love you forever!