Title: UnBound
Author: NeoMalfoy
Email: NeoMalfoyyahoo.ca
Rating: R
Paring(s): Unknown
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and respective characters are the property of the
author (JK Rowling) Publisher and distributor(s) (Schoolastic, Bloomsbury,
Raincoast and Warner Bros.) No Money is being made from the Publishing of
this unauthorized fan fiction.
Date and time: July, 8 2004 8:25AM
Chapter 2
The Door Slammed shut as the imposing figure of the Potions Master swept its way to the front of the class and up the three steps to the lecture stage of the Potions classroom/dungeon
"Quills away," Ordered Prof. Severus Snape.
There was a rustling of robes and book bags as everyone in the classroom put there quills away and some quite murmuring among the class as this was a strange order from their professor he usually waved his wand and told them to copy down the instructions that were displayed on the black broad.
"Today I will be testing your abilities to listen," he said, "to see how well you can follow verbal instructions.
"As I read out the instructions you will perform each task as I have instructed. Those of you who get the potion right will receive a mark of one hundred percent, those that do not will receive a mark of zero, as in life, this is an all or nothing test. Shall we begin?"
There was no answer from the room, as they all knew this was a rhetorical question.
"First, light your fire as it will need to burn precisely ten minutes before you place your cauldron over it."
Everyone removed their wands from bags or picked them up and aimed them at the fire rings and collectively recited the fire charm.
"Second in the stores cupboard you will find the following ingredients: Rats tooth, you will need one tooth, hellebore, nightshade, you will need two leaves of each and rose water one cup will do of that, everything else you should have in your basic potions kit. You will gather up those ingredients now." Snape continued with the instructions.
As he read off each of the instructions his charges began to prepare each ingredient as instructed and added them to their cauldron when ordered at the end of the lesson the Potions Master gave them a grin, "now to test it," he said, then, "Can anyone identify the potion you have just concocted and it's properties?"
No one answered.
"No?" He asked. He debated for a moment about deducting house points but then thought better of it as he would have to deduct points from slytherin also.
"Well then shall we ingest some and find out?" he asked rather ominously.
The class gave an audible collective gulp... Even the Slytherins.
"Pour half a glass of potion in to your cups and drink"
They did just that. Hoping, that Snape would not purposely poison them.
From across the room everyone heard, "My god Malfoy!!!" And turned to face the speaker.
"Twenty Points from Gryffendor!" said Snape, knowing exactly whom it was who spoke. "What's the matter Potter?"
"Umm, It's Malfoy sir," replied Harry.
Meanwhile the rest of the class was feeling very cheery all of the sudden.
"What about him?" Snape asked his patience growing ever thinner.
"He just... he just, um," Harry stuttered.
"JUST WHAT POTTER!?" Snape exclaimed finally losing it.
"Just kissed me sir," he said sheepishly.
"Just kissed..." Snape stopped midway though his question, "Just WHAT?"
"Um, kissed him sir," the blond answered.
"Why?" asked the professor.
"Cause he's so cute," replied Draco mater of factly.
"Shit," was all the rest of the class heard before breaking into gales of laughter and disbelief, at what Malfoy had just said and at their swearing teacher.
Perhaps I shouldn't have gone with giggle-juice for this lesson, Snape thought wearily to himself...
Chapter 2
The Door Slammed shut as the imposing figure of the Potions Master swept its way to the front of the class and up the three steps to the lecture stage of the Potions classroom/dungeon
"Quills away," Ordered Prof. Severus Snape.
There was a rustling of robes and book bags as everyone in the classroom put there quills away and some quite murmuring among the class as this was a strange order from their professor he usually waved his wand and told them to copy down the instructions that were displayed on the black broad.
"Today I will be testing your abilities to listen," he said, "to see how well you can follow verbal instructions.
"As I read out the instructions you will perform each task as I have instructed. Those of you who get the potion right will receive a mark of one hundred percent, those that do not will receive a mark of zero, as in life, this is an all or nothing test. Shall we begin?"
There was no answer from the room, as they all knew this was a rhetorical question.
"First, light your fire as it will need to burn precisely ten minutes before you place your cauldron over it."
Everyone removed their wands from bags or picked them up and aimed them at the fire rings and collectively recited the fire charm.
"Second in the stores cupboard you will find the following ingredients: Rats tooth, you will need one tooth, hellebore, nightshade, you will need two leaves of each and rose water one cup will do of that, everything else you should have in your basic potions kit. You will gather up those ingredients now." Snape continued with the instructions.
As he read off each of the instructions his charges began to prepare each ingredient as instructed and added them to their cauldron when ordered at the end of the lesson the Potions Master gave them a grin, "now to test it," he said, then, "Can anyone identify the potion you have just concocted and it's properties?"
No one answered.
"No?" He asked. He debated for a moment about deducting house points but then thought better of it as he would have to deduct points from slytherin also.
"Well then shall we ingest some and find out?" he asked rather ominously.
The class gave an audible collective gulp... Even the Slytherins.
"Pour half a glass of potion in to your cups and drink"
They did just that. Hoping, that Snape would not purposely poison them.
From across the room everyone heard, "My god Malfoy!!!" And turned to face the speaker.
"Twenty Points from Gryffendor!" said Snape, knowing exactly whom it was who spoke. "What's the matter Potter?"
"Umm, It's Malfoy sir," replied Harry.
Meanwhile the rest of the class was feeling very cheery all of the sudden.
"What about him?" Snape asked his patience growing ever thinner.
"He just... he just, um," Harry stuttered.
"JUST WHAT POTTER!?" Snape exclaimed finally losing it.
"Just kissed me sir," he said sheepishly.
"Just kissed..." Snape stopped midway though his question, "Just WHAT?"
"Um, kissed him sir," the blond answered.
"Why?" asked the professor.
"Cause he's so cute," replied Draco mater of factly.
"Shit," was all the rest of the class heard before breaking into gales of laughter and disbelief, at what Malfoy had just said and at their swearing teacher.
Perhaps I shouldn't have gone with giggle-juice for this lesson, Snape thought wearily to himself...