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No, I do not own any of these characters, except the ones that you don't recognize. That is quite a lot... Please enjoy.
15-Potions
After going down many staircases, they finally reached the dungeons. Harry sadly walked into class as if his fate rested there, and Hermione followed. Mona was going to sit by Harry at the back of the class, but Hermione sat by him and looked at her as if to say, 'Don't even think about.' Mona looked around and decided to sit with Parvati at the left front side of the class where she was welcomed. Draco and his goons came in and sat right behind her and started until Snape came in. 'Quiet down,' he ordered as he stomped into class, his cloak billowing behind him. Mona looked around and found out that his order wasn't necessary. 'Well, well, well...,' he said. 'So you are the 6th years who passed OWL Potions,' he snarled at them all. 'You must know that I will have no playing around in this year, you must work hard or else you will be kicked out of this class... and if I'm lucky, out of the school.' Snape smirked directly at Harry. 'I know that most of you made it in this year, directly by luck,' he said and looked at Harry again. 'Well, if you all aren't dunderheads, you will be able to make this potion flawlessly,' Snape said and put complicated instructions for a potion on the board. Mona looked up at the board. It was so far away and the writing was so small, how would she be able to work properly without seeing the board? She sat up straightly and put her hand directly up into the air. 'Yes, Ms. Abd Allah?' said Snape as he caught attention of her hand. The class had directed their attention to her. 'I just wanted to ask if you could make your writing bigger, it's hard to see,' she said logically. The whole class became absolutely quiet, and Parvati looked at her as if she had just dug her own grave. Snape, on the other hand, seemed to be fighting an inner battle. To agree to his favorite nieces simple wish or play his evil role. The evil role was much more enjoyable, but as Snape looked into Mona's fair and pleading eyes, he said bitterly, 'I suppose so.' With a flick of his wand, the writing became much larger. 'After all, some idiots with glasses may not be able to see?' he said to the class as the Slytherins guffawed with laughter directed in Harry's direction.
16- Draco's proposal
Everyone started looking around for ingredients, but Draco dared to put up his hand. 'Professor...Professor Snape,' he said smugly, 'I think that Mona might need some help on her first potion since she is new to class. And of course, I would love to volunteer to help.' Snape stopped to think of Draco's proposal; he knew that the only thing Draco was interested in was Mona's beauty and blood. 'Yet, then again,' he thought as he looked in Harry's direction, 'Potter looks jealous; maybe it's a good idea after all.' 'Why not? Go ahead,' Snape said happily. 'Parvati, switch places with Draco,' Snape ordered. Parvati gloomily sat between the two monkey men, while Draco happily placed his cauldron beside Mona's. 'So, hello Mona,' said Malfoy in what he thought was a sweet voice. 'Hi,' said Mona swiftly dumping ingredients into her cauldron. 'Which blood did you say you were again?' said Malfoy as he stared. 'Will you start your potion already?' she said angrily. Mona didn't think she was going to like this kid. For the next couple hours the conservation was mostly boasting by Malfoy, so Mona was exuberant when the bell finally rung. 'Thank Merlin,' she thought as she put a part of her potion into a flask and carried it up to Snape's desk. She looked around the class; most people hadn't done so badly. However, she saw Snape stop by Harry's desk and chuckle. 'Well what do you know, you're not done, are you Potter?' chuckled Snape. 'It's just the last ingredient... sir,' Harry added. Snape, however, was not going to have his favorite sport spoiled. 'Last, or first, you are not done. I'm afraid 6th year students must be capable of finishing potions by the end of class. Unfinished, your potion is useless. Evanesca,' Snape shouted. Harry muttered something under his breath, but to most it sounded like a growl. One could see Hermione trying to speak words of logic into Harry, but Harry had already grabbed his bag and was making his way to the door. Before he left, he turned around and said, 'Thanks a lot, Snivellus,' and he was gone.
17- After class
Snape's eyes seemed to bulge ever so slightly, but besides that he acted as if he hadn't heard. As most of the class scrambled out beside Harry, Mona went up to Snape's desk. 'Well... um... you teach in an interesting way,' said Mona quietly. 'Stupid Potter,' Snape muttered, 'just like his father; what did you say, didn't catch it?' 'You have quite a bit against Harry, eh?' said Mona with a smile. 'Oh, already on first name terms; you should stay away from that good for nothing prat,' spat Snape. 'Do you always spit when you're angry?' she asked him. Snape looked angrily her way, but his anger melted once he looked into her eyes. Ahh, she was so beautiful and smart. 'Take that, Granger,' he thought. She was his very own beautiful little niece and he had to take care of her and make sure she was always alright. 'You better get going,' he said slowly, 'you probably have classes to go to and friends to make.' 'Fine,' said Mona heading towards the door, 'just promise me something. Don't be so mean to Harry. I mean, wouldn't you be angry if someone acted like that to me?' She left Snape in silence, thoughtful silence.
No, I do not own any of these characters, except the ones that you don't recognize. That is quite a lot... Please enjoy.
15-Potions
After going down many staircases, they finally reached the dungeons. Harry sadly walked into class as if his fate rested there, and Hermione followed. Mona was going to sit by Harry at the back of the class, but Hermione sat by him and looked at her as if to say, 'Don't even think about.' Mona looked around and decided to sit with Parvati at the left front side of the class where she was welcomed. Draco and his goons came in and sat right behind her and started until Snape came in. 'Quiet down,' he ordered as he stomped into class, his cloak billowing behind him. Mona looked around and found out that his order wasn't necessary. 'Well, well, well...,' he said. 'So you are the 6th years who passed OWL Potions,' he snarled at them all. 'You must know that I will have no playing around in this year, you must work hard or else you will be kicked out of this class... and if I'm lucky, out of the school.' Snape smirked directly at Harry. 'I know that most of you made it in this year, directly by luck,' he said and looked at Harry again. 'Well, if you all aren't dunderheads, you will be able to make this potion flawlessly,' Snape said and put complicated instructions for a potion on the board. Mona looked up at the board. It was so far away and the writing was so small, how would she be able to work properly without seeing the board? She sat up straightly and put her hand directly up into the air. 'Yes, Ms. Abd Allah?' said Snape as he caught attention of her hand. The class had directed their attention to her. 'I just wanted to ask if you could make your writing bigger, it's hard to see,' she said logically. The whole class became absolutely quiet, and Parvati looked at her as if she had just dug her own grave. Snape, on the other hand, seemed to be fighting an inner battle. To agree to his favorite nieces simple wish or play his evil role. The evil role was much more enjoyable, but as Snape looked into Mona's fair and pleading eyes, he said bitterly, 'I suppose so.' With a flick of his wand, the writing became much larger. 'After all, some idiots with glasses may not be able to see?' he said to the class as the Slytherins guffawed with laughter directed in Harry's direction.
16- Draco's proposal
Everyone started looking around for ingredients, but Draco dared to put up his hand. 'Professor...Professor Snape,' he said smugly, 'I think that Mona might need some help on her first potion since she is new to class. And of course, I would love to volunteer to help.' Snape stopped to think of Draco's proposal; he knew that the only thing Draco was interested in was Mona's beauty and blood. 'Yet, then again,' he thought as he looked in Harry's direction, 'Potter looks jealous; maybe it's a good idea after all.' 'Why not? Go ahead,' Snape said happily. 'Parvati, switch places with Draco,' Snape ordered. Parvati gloomily sat between the two monkey men, while Draco happily placed his cauldron beside Mona's. 'So, hello Mona,' said Malfoy in what he thought was a sweet voice. 'Hi,' said Mona swiftly dumping ingredients into her cauldron. 'Which blood did you say you were again?' said Malfoy as he stared. 'Will you start your potion already?' she said angrily. Mona didn't think she was going to like this kid. For the next couple hours the conservation was mostly boasting by Malfoy, so Mona was exuberant when the bell finally rung. 'Thank Merlin,' she thought as she put a part of her potion into a flask and carried it up to Snape's desk. She looked around the class; most people hadn't done so badly. However, she saw Snape stop by Harry's desk and chuckle. 'Well what do you know, you're not done, are you Potter?' chuckled Snape. 'It's just the last ingredient... sir,' Harry added. Snape, however, was not going to have his favorite sport spoiled. 'Last, or first, you are not done. I'm afraid 6th year students must be capable of finishing potions by the end of class. Unfinished, your potion is useless. Evanesca,' Snape shouted. Harry muttered something under his breath, but to most it sounded like a growl. One could see Hermione trying to speak words of logic into Harry, but Harry had already grabbed his bag and was making his way to the door. Before he left, he turned around and said, 'Thanks a lot, Snivellus,' and he was gone.
17- After class
Snape's eyes seemed to bulge ever so slightly, but besides that he acted as if he hadn't heard. As most of the class scrambled out beside Harry, Mona went up to Snape's desk. 'Well... um... you teach in an interesting way,' said Mona quietly. 'Stupid Potter,' Snape muttered, 'just like his father; what did you say, didn't catch it?' 'You have quite a bit against Harry, eh?' said Mona with a smile. 'Oh, already on first name terms; you should stay away from that good for nothing prat,' spat Snape. 'Do you always spit when you're angry?' she asked him. Snape looked angrily her way, but his anger melted once he looked into her eyes. Ahh, she was so beautiful and smart. 'Take that, Granger,' he thought. She was his very own beautiful little niece and he had to take care of her and make sure she was always alright. 'You better get going,' he said slowly, 'you probably have classes to go to and friends to make.' 'Fine,' said Mona heading towards the door, 'just promise me something. Don't be so mean to Harry. I mean, wouldn't you be angry if someone acted like that to me?' She left Snape in silence, thoughtful silence.