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Chapter 5: Is this Good or Bad?
'What do I do now?' Hermione asked herself, walking to double Potions with Harry and Ron. They had class with Slytherins, and she would definitely be nervous around Malfoy.
She had stayed up until midnight the night before to see if he would try to come back by again. After Ron and Harry had gone to bed, she had gone back to the common room to wait. She didn't know what she would've said if he had shown up, but she would have said something at least. But he hadn't, so she didn't have to worry about it quite yet.
And now, she was shaking at the prospect of seeing him. Harry held onto her hand tighter and gave her a puzzled look, but she just shook her head and smiled, trying to shake off the feeling that she was about to retch on her own robes, and maybe on Harry and Ron, too.
They entered the classroom, and sat at a table close to the back, with Seamus Finnigan, the school's Headboy. Normally, they would be partnered with Neville, but he only had Herbology and Care of Magical Creatures all year instead of Potions and Transfiguration.
Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy sat at the table in front of theirs. Pansy clung to Malfoy's arm, and kissed him fervently, so that Malfoy turned blood-red, and had to push her off of him.
He turned briefly to sneer at Harry and Hermione before turning back around haughtily. But Hermione, imagining it or not out of pure paranoia, could have sworn that he looked at her a little longer at her before turning around to Pansy's sexual assault.
Snape strode in a few moments later, his robes billowed out behind him. He stepped up to the front of the class, and called role. Then he called for homework in a hushed whisper, and the students passed them up with a bare mumble.
"Now that you have completed the homework, the instructions for a Draught Potion, and the counteractant, I have something for each of you to do. This is a group project, each team will work together: one student will make the draught potion, then take it. The other partner will have only thirty minutes to make the counteractant, or you fail, or you die. It all depends how you work together. You have both double Potion classes to do it, as it will take a good hour to brew the first potion. Instructions are on the board," he said, waving him arm. Instructions appeared on the board.
The class knew Snape well enough to know that he most likely wasn't joking about dying, although they knew they'd probably not fail if they did so. But neither of the choices were that great, so with heads bowed, they all began.
"I'll do the draught potion, since I know you can save me," Harry said to Hermione.
"Right," Hermione nodded with a smile on her face. "Then, let's begin."
They did everything they were supposed to from start to finish, Hermione giving Harry hints as he went along, such as when to add the powdered dragon liver, and when to stir the boiling mixture.
Finally, it was done, and Harry prepared to take a gulp of the glowing yellow potion.
"Somehow, drinking something that looks like urination, well, it just isn't right," he shook his head, closing his eyes.
"Wait," Hermione smiled, staying his hand.
She waved her wand and mumbled "bella matrisse," a small mattress appearing on the floor beside them, big enough for Harry to lay on comfortably.
"Thank you," he said, sitting on the edge of the mattress. Hermione kneeled beside him as he drank the potion, and gave him a small kiss on the lips before he fell into a deep sleep, a smile playing on his lips.
Hermione started her stop-watch that she had been provided with at the start of the project. Then she began her counter-agent potion. She cleared out the cauldron they used, and then started anew.
Next to her, Seamus was working to wake Ron as well. In front, Crabbe was staring over a lifeless Goyle, poking him with his wand, and laughing. Draco was working studiously on his potion for Pansy, while she laid unceremoniously sprawled out on the floor. She had drunk the potion before sitting down and had fallen asleep standing, while Draco had just left her there to wake up when he gave her the potion.
Hermione looked away and worked on finishing off her counter-agent potion. She finished with ten minutes to go, and stopped her watch. Then she poured the glowing aqua contents of her cauldron into her vial, and then poured a few drops into Harry's open mouth.
Harry woke slowly, staring into Hermione's face with a fazed-out look. He looked blank, like there was nothing going on behind his eyes, in his mind. He reached out with his hand, and touched her face, meeting her at almost the same moment with a very passionate and longing kiss. Then his hand began to travel down the sides of her robe while his other hand held onto her shoulder. He kissed her again, pushing her mouth open with his tongue. His hands were now groping places that were very inappropriate for class, but Hermione didn't seem to notice or mind. She was holding just as tightly to him, pulling his hair gently in the back, mussing it up further.
Then she felt something pull her forcefully away from him, and lights flashed in her eyes when she felt her head smash rather hard into a wall, or the floor, she couldn't really tell. Her head hurt severely, and a sticky sort of liquid she thought might be blood, was covering her hand and matting down her hair.
"You," she heard Snape hissing at her, "you didn't give him enough potion! You stupid, stupid girl! He was still asleep, he was just dreaming!"
She tried to pick up her head, but felt like a ton of bricks lay on it. She opened her eyes, barely, and very heavily, and that's when she noticed Harry laying on the ground on the other side of the classroom. She vaguely noticed the rest of the class standing around with looks of horror on their faces. Professor Snape stood in between the two of them, anger distorting his face horribly.
He picked Hermione up by her hair and sat her in a hard, straight-backed chair. She heard him mumble some incantations for the wound on her head. She felt it close, and her light-headedness gradually went away.
"Draco Malfoy, take Ms. Granger here to the hospital wing to Madame Pomfrey, and inform her that she's had a slight accident, and should be checked over. As for Harry, leave him there. I'll give him the rest of your potion, but you both get a zero for the class today. I really expected you to be smarter than Potter, Ms. Granger."
Hermione, who had no strength to argue, just hung her head as Malfoy helped her to Madame Pomfrey's, leaving Harry on the floor, still asleep.
Okay, the end for now!!! I spy with my lil' eye- a blue lil' box that says 'REViEW'! so please? Please? Please?? Thanx! n.n