Double Potions
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Hermione woke up in a warm, comfy bed with silk sheets and became instantly confused.
"I thought I fell asleep on the coach last night, so how the hell did I get here?" she wondered aloud as she walked to her bathroom. "I must have been sleep walking or something."
She shrugged it off, turned on the water in the bathtub and waited for it to get warm, so she could take a shower. As she waited she recalled having a very pleasant dream last night. She remembered that she was with Draco who was kissing her and telling her that he was sorry. She slapped herself mentally.
"Pull yourself together, girl! That bastard cheated on you! I should have known that he could never change," she thought harshly as she took off her clothes and stepped into the shower.
When she was finished she felt revitalized, refreshed, and clean. She performed a hair drying spell on her hair and it became instantly dry. Then she performed a styling spell so that her hair would be curly but not frizzy. She changed into her Hogwart's uniform and robes and went down to her common room where she found a list of classes that she would be taking this year. A list for Draco was there also. She was relieved that Draco wasn't awake yet, that way she wouldn't have to deal with him so soon. She needed some time to be away from him. She looked at her schedule and groaned. She had double potions with the Slytherins this morning.
"So much for avoiding Draco," she thought dismally to herself as she walked out of the common room and to the Great Hall.
When she arrived at the Great Hall, Ginny and Sylvia waved to her from the Gryffindor table. She walked over and sat down in the seat that they saved for her, then said, "Scrambled eggs and bacon," to her plate. Scrambled eggs and bacon appeared instantly on her plate and she started to eat ravenously.
"How are you doing, girl?" Sylvia asked as she rubbed Hermione's back.
"I'm hanging in there," Hermione mumbled through a mouthful of eggs as she managed to give Sylvia a weak smile.
She glanced over at the Slytherin table and stole a glance at Draco, who had just arrived. They made eye contact for one brief second, and then both quickly looked down at their plates.
"I have double Potions right after breakfast," Hermione sighed as she put down her fork. "Just what I need, two hours with Snape, and my ex- boyfriend staring at me the whole time."
"You poor thing!" said Ginny sympathetically.
"Well, I'll see you two at lunch. It's time for me to go and visit hell itself," Hermione said as she got up from the table and grabbed her books.
"But Hermione! There are still ten more minutes left until we have to go!" protested Sylvia as she stuffed a sausage in her mouth.
"I know, but I don't think I can stand being in here any longer," she replied as she turned on her heel and walked out of the Great Hall, feeling Draco's eyes on her the whole time.
Everyone at Hogwarts knew about Hermione and Draco breaking up, ever since the show that Draco put on at the Feast. Many students were just finishing up their breakfasts, so Hermione saw them out in the corridors. Some were snogging with each other, and others were just talking, maybe about her and Draco maybe about something else. She didn't want to eavesdrop so she picked up her walking pace and soon found herself down in the dungeons.
"You filthy Mudblood, thought you would even have a chance with Malfoy," sneered a fifth year Slytherin as she walked past. "I heard that he snuck out of his dorm last night to fuck Pansy."
Tears formed in Hermione's eyes as she walked into the empty Potions classroom. She sat down at a desk all the way in the back of the room, buried her head in her hands, and cried. As she cried, she heard someone walk into the classroom and sit down next to her.
"Leave me alone!" came her muffled yell.
"Hermione, it's me," said a soft, gentle voice that she recognized as Harry's. "Um, are you alright?"
She pulled her head out of her hands and her eyes caught with Harry's emerald green ones which were full of worry.
"Why did you follow me, Harry?" she spat angrily as she turned away.
"Because I care about you," whispered Harry. "Hermione, I saw what Malfoy did to you. No one should be treated like that."
"You still care about me?" asked Hermione as she turned to look at him with surprise etched into her face.
"Yes," said Harry as he tenderly brushed a tendril of her hair away from her tear stained face. "Even though you ditched Ron and me for Malfoy, I do."
"But you guys ditched me, Harry," said Hermione with a trace of anger in her voice.
"Well I guess you could look at it either way, huh? We were afraid, Hermione. We were afraid that you would be so caught up in Draco that you wouldn't hang out with us anymore. Plus, he's been our arch-enemy ever since we first met him and it was startling to think that he changed," explained Harry as he turned his head away in shame. "And obviously, he hasn't."
"Oh Harry," sighed Hermione and Harry turned to look at her. "I didn't ditch you guys, at least not purposely. I was afraid of Ron. Afraid that he would over react about Draco, so I tried to stay as far away from you guys as possible so that no one would get hurt. You know how Ron gets when he's mad."
"You should have given him a chance with Malfoy. Although, Ron, as you know, hates everything there has to do with Slytherins. He told me that if you were a Slytherin's girlfriend we should treat you like one. But I couldn't. I can't ignore you, Hermione. You mean too much to me," said Harry as he brushed a tear away from her face. "You've been there for me through everything. Everything I ever went through you were there right beside me. If it meant that you had to take on Voldemort with me you would do it. So I want to apologize to you, Hermione, for everything that I've ever done or said to you. I especially want to apologize for avoiding you."
Harry took her hand off of the table and held it lightly in his as he said, "Will you forgive me, Hermione?"
Tears cascaded down Hermione's face as she looked at Harry. There was an awkward pause as she tried to say something but all that came out were sobs.
"Hermione?" questioned Harry as worry soon overtook his face.
"Of course I forgive you, Harry!" Hermione blurted out.
Harry let out his breath that he had been holding, stood up, held out his arms and asked, "Friends?"
Hermione stood up also, rushed into Harry's outstretched arms, and enveloped him in a hug as she cried, "Friends!"
Just then the bell signaling for students to go to class sounded, and Hermione tried to quickly brush away her tears as she sat back down in her seat.
"Guess what, Hermione?" said Harry with a smile as he sat down next to her.
"What?"
"Ron's got a girlfriend."
"No way!"
"Speak of the devil! Look," said Harry as he pointed to the door of the dungeon, which Ron just came through.
"Lavender Brown!?!" exclaimed Hermione when she saw their linked hands.
"Yep," grinned Harry as waved at Ron who cheerfully waved back.
Lavender took a seat two desks ahead of them, and Ron timidly walked up to Hermione.
"Hey, Hermione," said Ron sheepishly as he glanced down at his feet.
"Hey Ron," she said as her eyes started to examine the pencil she was grasping firmly in her hands.
"Um, well I was just wondering, um if we could talk during the break that, um, Snape gives us," muttered Ron as he twiddled his thumbs nervously.
"Yeah, sure Ron," Hermione replied as she looked up at him and grinned.
"Well, OK, then I'll talk to you later," said Ron as he gave her a shaky smile then went to go sit by Lavender.
Hermione noticed from the corner of her eye that Harry was looking at her, so she turned to him and gave him a smile.
"Think you could forgive him?" asked Harry as he nodded his head towards Ron.
"Probably, after all he's been like a brother to me so it would be hard not to," sighed Hermione as Slytherins began to enter the dungeons, many of which pointed and sneered at her.
When Draco entered, Hermione's heart flip flopped and she quickly looked away as he went to go sit on the Slytherin side by Crabbe and Goyle. Even though he was on the opposite side on the dungeons, Hermione could still feel his eyes on her and she squirmed uncomfortably. The bell rang again, signaling that whoever walked in now was late, and Snape barged into the classroom.
"Good morning class," drawled Snape.
"Morning," everyone mumbled.
Obviously, no one in either house was looking forward to double potions.
"Looks like you're stuck in here with me for two hours, eh?" questioned Snape as a malicious smile spread across his face. "This is going to be fun."
Seamus Finnigan gave a little 'humph' from the front row and Snape glared at him.
"Today we will be making the Ageing Draft which will take preciously the whole class to make. I will pair you up into pairs, (everyone groaned), and you will follow the instructions that are on the board. Ten minutes before the class is over each one of you will try out the potion that you and your partner made. If you put in the right ingredients, you should all be able to see how you will look eight years from now. I have antidote to change everyone back after class is over, but I only have enough for you to age only eight years. If anyone ages more than eight (Snape looks at Neville) they will have to go to the Hospital Wing. Right, now I will pair you up."
"Potter, Parkinson!"
"Bye Hermione," grumbled Harry dismally as he grabbed his things and moved over to sit by Pansy. "I have to go sit by Parkinslut."
"Weasley, Zabini!"
"Longbottom, Goyle!"
"Brown, Flint!"
"Malfoy, Granger!"
Hermione let out a small gasp as she looked at Harry with terror in her eyes, and he gave her a sympathetic smile. All she could do was sit there stunned in her seat, and jumped when a sharp voice called out to her.
"Miss Granger! Move over by Mr. Malfoy so you can start on your potion! You wouldn't want to fail now would you?" sneered Snape.
Hermione muttered angrily under her breath as she went to go sit by Draco. Obviously Snape had heard about the two of them breaking up. He never paired them up together. At the moment, she would rather fail than be paired up with him. It was a tense moment for the both of them as they sat there trying to figure out what to say to the other.
"Er, uh I'll go get the ingredients," said Draco timidly as he set off for the ingredient closet. "You can start boiling the water in the cauldron."
Hermione silently nodded her head in agreement as she went to the cauldron cupboard and took out a cauldron. She put water in it, and then muttered an incantation so that a flame appeared under the cauldron. Draco came back with the ingredients and she started demanding them from him, never turning her eyes away from the cauldron.
"Infusion of wormwood," she said and he gave it to her.
"Snake fangs, unicorn hair, cat paws," she said and he continued to hand the ingredients to her.
Hermione poured all of her concentration into making the potion so that she wouldn't have to speak to Draco. Unfortunately, he broke the silence.
"Hermione, we need to talk," said Draco nervously his voice shaking a little.
"Not right now, Dra-Malfoy. I'm concentrating on the potion because I want to get a good grade," snapped Hermione.
"So it's back to Surname's is it?" questioned Draco.
"Eyes of a toad," demanded Hermione as Draco handed her the ingredient and she stirred it.
"Hermione," started Draco.
"Please, save your excuses for someone who cares," Hermione interrupted as she chopped up and dropped in an asphridol root.
Draco sighed and ran his hand through his silvery hair as he said, "I think you're going to care about what I have to say."
"What is it Malfoy?" snapped Hermione loudly and Harry looked up at her questionably then he glared at Draco. She still hadn't looked at him.
"Would you believe me if I told you?" asked Draco
"I don't know. Maybe," she said still not looking him in the eye.
"Hermione, please look at me," said Draco as he took one of his hands and gently turned her face towards him.
"Get your hands off of me! Wouldn't you rather touch Parkinslut with them anyways?" yelled Hermione as the whole class now stopped and stared at the feuding ex-couple. Pansy humphed.
"Back to work, everyone!" yelled Snape when he saw that everyone wasn't working on their potions. Everyone quickly returned to their potion making, although they were still listening intently.
Draco sighed and said, "Can we talk later? In private, when no one is listening?"
"Whatever," muttered Hermione as she watched the potion turn a greenish color.
"Hermione, I'm serious. It's important," said Draco. She finally looked at Draco and saw him give her a pleading look. She couldn't resist him.
"Ok, fine, I'll see you later," said Hermione moodily just as the bell rang signaling the end of the first hour of potions.
Hermione quickly got up, left the table, and joined Harry and Ron as they walked out of the dungeons.
"I feel so sorry for you, Hermione! Snape paired you up with the bouncing ferret!" said Harry sympathetically.
"Yeah, it must be really awkward sitting with him, considering what he did to you and all," agreed Ron.
"Ron, it's not really awkward sitting with him, it's EXTREMELY awkward," said Hermione gruffly as the three of them stopped and stood in the corridor.
"So, um, Hermione. I was wondering if you would ever be able to forgive me for all the horrible things I've ever said to you. I was just overreacting and a bit jealous of Malfoy, so I carried things a little to the extreme," admitted Ron as he furiously started to blush.
"Oh, Ron! Of course I forgive you!" exclaimed Hermione as she enveloped Ron into a hug.
"Phew!" said Ron as he grinned at Harry and Hermione. "I'm glad our feud is over! Friends?"
"Friends!" Harry and Hermione chorused happily.
"Group hug!" yelled Hermione as she hooked both her arms around their necks and pulled the two boys into her.
"Aw, Hermione! You're messing up my hair. No! AHHHH!" screamed Harry as he tried to pull away.
Hermione let go of them, punched Harry lightly on the arm, and said, "You goof! Since when did you start caring about the way your hair looks?"
"Since I found the right spell to keep it down!" laughed Harry.
"I think it's cute when your hair is all messed up!" said Hermione as she playfully tried to tousle his hair. He backed away from her.
The bell rang sooner than Hermione would have liked, signaling that the break was over and they had to go back to the dungeons for more Potions.
"Urgh! I don't think I'll be able to stand another hour with Parkinslut!" exclaimed Harry as the three of them headed back towards the dungeon.
"I don't think I'll be able to stand another hour with Blaise Zabini! She is so demanding! It's Ron give me this, Ron give me that, Ron boil this, Ron don't put that in you'll ruin it!" Ron mimicked as he rolled his eyes.
"I have to face Malfoy again," spat Hermione as they entered the classroom.
"Well, we'll see you after class, Hermione," said Ron as he waved to her when she went to go sit back down by Draco.
"Bye," she said dismally.
"Looks like I'm stuck with you for another hour," Hermione said as she sat down next to him.
"Did you, Harry, and Ron become friends again?" asked Draco curiously.
"So what if we did," snapped Hermione.
"Just asking," said Draco defensively.
The bell rang and Snape, who was snoring at his desk, woke up with a start and yelled, "You have fifty minutes left until we test out your Aging Potions! Get to work!"
Finally after many awkward minutes of working with Draco, the end of the period drew near. Hermione looked at their potion and was relieved when she saw that it was the color that it was supposed to be.
"Time's up class! Time to test out your potions!" sneered Snape as he looked maliciously at Neville Longbottom who let out a small whimper.
Hermione looked at Neville's potion and at once felt very sorry for him. Instead of being green, it was pink. Very pink.
"Now would everyone please take a teaspoon of the potion and put it in your mouths," demanded Snape as he walked around the classroom examining everybody's work.
The whole class reluctantly did so, resulting in many revolted and disgusted faces.
"Gross! It tastes horrible!" exclaimed Seamus as he dropped his teaspoon with a clatter and brought both of his hands up to his throat.
"Yes, it does taste a bit unpleasant," said Snape smiling as he watched the whole class gag from disgust.
Many students clutched their throats, some yelled for water, and one girl spit it all out on her partner.
"Miss Millburn! You are supposed to swallow it! Do you want me to fail you because you could not take the potion!?!" snapped Snape as the frightened girl hurriedly shoved another teaspoon into her mouth and reluctantly swallowed it.
Hermione watched as her skin started to tingle and everyone in the classroom, including her, became eight years older. Everyone except Neville and his partner Goyle, that is. Instead of turning just eight years older, they turned sixty years older and became very old and wrinkly.
"MR. LONGBOTTOM! YOU PUT TOO MANY HEARTSTRINGS OF A DRAGON IN YOUR POTION!" yelled Snape when he saw the two old men who were sitting in the front row. "Go to the hospital wing immediately! I do not have enough antidote to bring you back to your normal age! I told you before that I have only enough for everyone to age eight, and ONLY eight years!"
Everyone started laughing as Neville and his partner slowly hobbled out of the dungeons. Suddenly an earsplitting scream emitted from the back of the room.
"I'm fat!" yelled a feminine voice and everyone turned around to see.
Instead of the skinny, blonde, bossy, sixth year Slytherin, Sarah Millburn, a fat three hundred pound woman sat in the back with tears flowing down her pudgy face. The Gryffindors roared with laughter and she buried her face in her hands. Hermione took out her compact mirror to check her eight-years-in-the-future self. She sighed when she saw that she looked about the same, just older, and that she was a tad bit skinnier. She glanced at Draco and her jaw dropped. She noticed that many other girls were also staring at him as well. Before, when they had been dating, she remembered seeing him with his shirt off, and he had the start of a six pack. He had undone his school robe and she could actually see his six pack through the shirt he was wearing. He also had huge biceps.
"Damn," she whispered under her breath.
"Now I will come around with the antidote and decide whether you've passed or failed this assignment," said Snape as he started to walk over to Harry and Pansy.
Hermione surveyed Harry and found herself thinking that he looked pretty cute. He also had some muscles, but they weren't as big as Draco's. He caught her looking at him from across the room and he waved and smiled at her. She waved back. She looked at Ron and didn't see much of a change.
"He defiantly looks like his dad," Hermione thought.
Finally Snape came up to them, muttered "pass" to them, and handed them and antidote. Soon, the whole class was back to normal, even fat, two hundred pound Sarah. The bell rang and Hermione started packing up her things. She got up to leave, but a hand grasped her wrist and she turned around to face Draco.
"So, can we talk later tonight, Hermione? In private? Maybe in our common room?" asked Draco hopefully.
Hermione sighed and said, "If I have to."
"Please," said Draco as he let go of her wrist and she walked away.
The rest of Hermione's classes went by in a blur since she actually enjoyed them, unlike Potions. As she left Transfiguration, her last class of the day, with Harry and Ron a feeling of dread overcame her. She would have to face Draco tonight. She couldn't get over how nice he was being to her the whole time in Snape's class. It didn't make any sense to her. She thought he hated her and that was why he cheated on her. Her head was spinning, so she decided that before she went up to her common room to face her ex, she would take a walk out by the lake.
"I'll talk to you guys later, OK? Hermione said to Harry and Ron as they said the password to the Fat Lady and she headed off towards her room.
"Are you coming to dinner, Mione?" asked Ron.
"Nope. I'm not really hungry," replied Hermione.
"Ok, then bye Hermione! Have a nice evening!" Harry said cheerfully to her.
"Nice evening, my ass," mumbled Hermione gruffly.
"What's eating her?" Ron asked Harry and Harry shrugged.
As she walked into the common room she was relieved to find that Draco wasn't there yet. She went to her room, took off the top to her Hogwart's uniform and put on a sweater, since it was quite cold outside. Then she put her cloak over her sweater and walked down to the front doors of the school. The sun was at that position in the sky where it is close to setting, but it wouldn't actually set for another half an hour. The sky was a mixture of pink, orange, and red colors that reflected off of the lake. Hermione sat down by a huge oak tree by the side of the water and a tremendous sadness overcame her. She would never be over Draco. Never.
That is the end of this chappie. I know! It's short! But don't worry, I'll post again soon! Stay tuned for the next exciting chapter of "The Heir to Voldemort's Throne!"
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