Disclaimer: I only own the plot, not the characters; this is all part of JK Rowling's idea.
Chapter 3: Passed out, and helpless
Hermione walked back to her head-girl's dormitory, running at a fast pace, so as to get rid of Ron, trailing close on her heels.
"Don't you dare follow me in here!" Hermione screamed back at Ron, who was still looking at Hermione. Slamming the door, she walked to her bookshelf retrieving her Potions book. She stared blankly at its pages, asking herself why had she even taken out her Potions book?
Hermione even had an explanation for this. She faintly remembered learning it, but she had forgotten during all these years, never having to use it ever since. She took out several books to try to find her answer, but before she could open any of them, she realized the book she was looking for had been right in front of her all along.
Her Potions book. What feeling deep inside had forced her to take out her charms book? Was it a warning? Opening the book, she began to read to herself:
In the rare occurrence that a wizard or witch believes that something unexplainable happens to them for no particular reason, it is possible that they are on the receiving end of a curse. Several Potions are known as counteractents to such a curse, the most powerful of them being the De-Curse Potion, which includes the following ingredients:
- Two spoons of Powdered Moonstone
- Stir counterclockwise for 5 minutes
- A cup of Hellebore (note must be boiled before use, to eliminate its poisonous properties.)
- Immediately add after the 5 minutes, then stir 2 times clockwise
- 3 pinches Graphorn hide and horn
- stir with a wooden spoon for 2 minutes; 1min counterclockwise, the other minute clockwise
- A Bezoar
- Let it stew for 10 min
- 2 Leeches
- stir 10 times clockwise, then wait for at least half an hour while it boils. Stir again afterwards, 2 times counterclockwise. The potion is now ready.
Another note: this Potion must be brewed at nighttime, outside under a clear sky, under which it must also be consumed. The curse should be repelled, thrown back at the person who sent it.
Hermione didn't think her books failed her, so she went outside. Brewing the Potion, she stood outside on the Astronomy Tower waiting... waiting... waiting...
Harry's POVSitting in front of the head-girl and boys' common room fire, he heard somebody calling for him. It was Ron, stumbling through the portrait guarding their rooms.
"Harry, you won't believe what Hermione did! She lifted her... her..." Ron stopped to catch his breath and continued: "… wand! She pointed at Draco, well… Drano, and said... Locomotor Mortis!!!" Ron laughed out loud, putting his hand on his stomach.
"But, why? I mean did..." Harry looked at Ron.
"Oh well, Draco was about to put a curse on me or something, and... and... I think I like her again!"
Harry stopped playing with his wand. Ron mentioning Hermione, he felt so funny... just happy. He had never felt like this before, and a warm feeling came to him, butterflies fluttering around his stomach, whenever Hermione smiled at him. He rustled his hair, glancing back at the book he was reading.
Suddenly he heard a small noise just outside the room. He went back to reading, but Ron stopped him. His trembling hand touched Harry's shoulder in fright.
"Let's tell Dumbledore, somebody is cursing something! HELP!!!" Ron yelped and started jumping about.
"Harry let's go check." Ron nodded, sacredly.
"Ron, what harm would come to us in the common room? Would we get locked in or something?" Harry, for the third time, went back to his book.
"Harry, make three guesses, of whaaattt jussst happened." Ron shuttered and moved agonizingly slowly, trembling all over.
"Your too afraid. You're too chicken. You're too darn AFRAID!!! Seriously Ron!" Harry, now very frustrated, returned to his book.
"No Harry! We're locked in!!!" Ron fell to the ground unconscious. Harry walks past him, closing his book.
"Hello? Anybody there??? Hello?" Harry starts kicking the door, and after about 1 hour of kicking, and Hermione waiting, both of them pass out.