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VERITASERUM
Professor Snape stood in front of the room vile in hand malicious smile on his face. ÒLetÕs do this alphabetically then? Brown, first up.Ó
Lavender was in her chair shaking.
ÒMiss Brown,Ó
She walked up to the front of the room and sat in the chair Snape was indicating next to her desk.
ÒStick out your tongue,Ó Lavender did, and Snape dropped three drops of the liquid on her tongue. ÒNow, Miss Brown, I want you to tell me what you were ding the night before our last potionÕs class.Ó
The poor girl smiled brightly. ÒDean asked me to help him with charms, so I met him in an old classroom so we could practice, but we ended up getting in more snogging than studying!Ó
Dean, who was sitting in the front of the room bright red, was now trying desperately to disappear under his desk. The potions master smirked at the repressed giggles from the rest of the class; the more students he could humiliate in the process, the better.
As time progressed, the class made less of an effort to hide their snickers until finally the whole class was either roaring with laughter or slowly obtaining the complexion of a tomato.
Even Hermione and Draco found it hard not to crack a smile, provided that they were not looking at each other of course.
By the end of NevilleÕs particularly funny account of chasing his toad Trevor around only to have him jump up the skirt of a fourth year Ravenclaw who promptly slapped him before hexing his brains out, Professor McGonagall burst into the chaotic classroom.
ÒWHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?Ó she yelled exasperatedly as she took in first the sight of the students all but rolling on the ground in laughter and then the sight of the horribly deformed bodies of Hermione and Draco. ÒProfessor?Ó
ÒWe are simply trying to discover the identity of the culprit who switched Mr. MalfoyÕs potion,Ó Severus Snape explained putting on his best innocent act and raising more giggles from the students.
Minerva looked around for a moment before saying, ÒOh, alright proceed,Ó and then in a lower and more confidential voice that only Snape could hear, ÒI put fifty sickles on Potter and Weasely.Ó
Damn! She had beaten him to the punch. He looked at her with a scowl and whispered, ÒAs if we didnÕt know they were behind all of this!Ó
ÒThen why test all the students?Ó
A malicious smile crossed SnapeÕs lips and Minerva rolled her eyes. ÒBy the way you owe me five sickles for those two,Ó she said nodding her head towards the two rather colorful students in the second row.
ÒPotter! YouÕre up!Ó Snape called.
Harry walked nervously to the front of the classroom and waited as the professor put the drops on his tongue.
ÒAnd what were you doing the night before our last potions class?Ó As if we didnÕt already know the surly man added to himself.
Harry looked at the two professors who were staring intently at him, then at the class who were whipping away the tears of laughter in preparation for this new dose of comedy, and lastly t his best friend who was rather unrecognizable at the moment.
He bit his lips.
ÒWell?Ó drawled his professor. He bit down harder to stop his mouth from flying open.
ÒMr. Potter, we are all waiting,Ó said the old woman.
Unfortunately it is impossible to plead the fifth when under the influence of Veritaserum, and Harry was fighting a loosing battle. He firmly clamped his hand over his mouth earning him suspicious looks from both professors.
But as the unlucky boy continued to resist, he began to involuntarily shake and turn brilliant shades of red that bordered on purple.
ÒNow, now, Potter. Out with it!Ó the Potions Master ordered.
Try as he might he could not resist the truth potion, and a moment, his body jumped into the air and landed on the floor, popping his mouth open. And the second his mouth flew open, a scream flared out-
ÒI WAS MAKING A BINDING POTION THAT I PLANNED TO PUT INTO MALFOYÕS CAULDRON THE NEXT DAY!Ó
After that many things happened all at once. Many students gasped and began to whisper, Ron fainted- apparently the suspense of waiting for Harry to talk had been too much for him, and Hermione jumped to her feet pulling a startled Malfoy forward.
ÒYOU!Ó she screamed accusingly.
ÒMione IÕm sorry, I didnÕt know. IÉÓ
But Hermione was not listening, but had run from the room, a stumbling Malfoy in tow. She did not stop until she could no longer run, and collapsed in a random hallway hiding her face in her knees because of the tears that were threatening her eyes. All she could think of was that her best friend was responsible for her current suffering. And as she cried, the spider that had been dangling from the tip of her nose retreated back to the top of her nose causing her to cry even harder.
Draco stood above her catching his breath; but when it had steadied, he heard the quiet sobs of the girl beneath him. There was not much in this world that could make Malfoy feel uncomfortable, but a crying girl did the trick quite nicely. He had no idea how to stop the blubbering and usually would walk away.
But alas, this time Draco could not walk away; he was stuck. Not one to hide from his problems, he decided he would face this. He sat down beside the sobbing girl and touched her back awkwardly and immediately retracted his hand; the feeling was on to which he was not accustom and did not favor. Taking a deep breath, he spoke-
ÒCome on Hermione, donÕt cry.Ó
The girl was too intent on her crying to even notice the use of her first name. After a few more pleas for her to stop, Draco decided that this approach was not working. He stuck his hand under her chin and lifted her head, ÒEnough!Ó
Hermione, now face to face with the boy ceased her tears. ÒIÕm sorry itÕs just that, well, heÕs my best friend, and-Ó but she was cut of by the laughter of the boy in front of her. ÒStop it! ItÕs not funny Ferret Face.Ó
Draco grabbed a handle on his laughter before he spoke. ÒNo, its not itÕs justÉ well could you contain your laughter looking at me?Ó and with that he gave her the cheesiest smile ever, revealing a row of yellow, decaying, crocked teeth. Hermione looked at the boy with green unibrow and his full orange beard and couldnÕt help herself.
After a few moments of laughter and a couple minutes of incantations, both children were back to looking normal.
ÒSo what did you have in mind for those two tow-headed best friends of yours?Ó
Hermione smiled evilly, ÒI thought youÕd never ask!Ó
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