Chapter Three – Potions Class
Shade woke up with a headache tearing through her skull. Her mission was to get Pandemonium. The only problems were that he was already going out with Suzanne, Anne-Marie liked him and she had until Halloween to get him.
'Right' she said to herself. 'Where to start?'
She slowly climbed out of bed, still in her school clothes from yesterday. Her eyes had dark rings under them from lack of sleep and her normally straight hair was crumpled and flying in a different direction. Once again she was the only one in her dormitory. She quickly brushed through her hair and slipped on her school shoes. She clambered up to the common room and found it empty as well. Taking in a deep yawn, she glanced at the grandfather clock placed near the fireplace. 9:00.
'Oh, bugger all!' she cried, picking up her bag and running to her first lesson of the day.
Shade quickly ran down the network of corridors and stopped in front of the one labelled "Professor Fillure". She quickly opened the door and slipped inside.
'Sorry, Professor Fillure' she said, hovering over to her seat.
'Stop right there, Miss Lestrange,' the woman said. Professor Fillure had thick black hair, curled in round fans and fastened to create a quaffed bun. Little ringlets fell in neat quantities around her face. Her brown eyes were fixed upon the student like a hawk and her thin lips seemed to draw a line around Shade's neck.
'You wont be sitting in your usual seat next to Miss Brielle. I want you to sit next to Mr Malfoy until the end of this term.' Shade tried to make a convincing groan and went lazily over to her new mate until Halloween. She sat down and pulled out her Potions Textbooks, averting her eyes from the glaring class. Eight girls, four from Slytherin and four from Hufflepuff gave her jealous looks before returning to their male partners.
'Right, class, the reason we are all paired up with a member of the opposite gender is because we will be conducting potions that need both genders to work. If you would please-' she flicked her wand and the chalk got to work with writing the spell ingredients and instructions. '-Begin!'
'Shade' Pandemonium exclaimed.
'Yes? You sound as though you were expecting someone else' Shade said, a bit too harshly.
'No, not at all!' Pandemonium said.
'Then why say my name?' Shade asked.
'Because I just realised something, that's all' Pandemonium said. Shade got up from her seat to collect some herbs and a unicorn hair. As she passed she gave him a smile before flicking her hair as she turned back to the cupboard.
'Shade! Shade!' Anne-Marie whispered sharply.
'Yes, my petit little Annie?' Shade asked.
'Meet us tonight at ten in the Astronomy Tower' she said. Shade removed the ingredients and started to walk away.
'What are you doing?' Annie said bitterly. Shade turned back to her friend.
'I'm trying to act like I'm working and not gossiping so I don't get into trouble!' she hissed. 'I suggest you do the same.'
Shade returned to her place beside Pandemonium. She tossed in the ingredients according to the plan and waited for Pandemonium to stir it. She decided this was the time to start an idle conversation.
'So, how's it going with Suzanne?' Shade asked. Pandemonium went silent.
'We broke up yesterday. Can you believe she accuse me of cheating?' he said.
'Really? What a bitch, huh?' Shade drawled. 'Oh dear God! "Huh?" What was I thinking?' she thought.
'Yeah, I suppose' he reasoned. 'Did Anne-Marie tell you what I told her yesterday?' Shade shook her head and sprinkled some peppermint flowers into the mixture.
'Maybe I should let her tell you, then' he said, stirring them in with a teaspoon of dragon blood.
'No, go ahead. It's probably less French if you tell me' Shade joked. Pandemonium smiled back.
'All right, you've won. But don't tell her I told you' he winked.
'Thrill me' Shade drawled.
'I asked her out' he said. Shade felt a pang of jealousy then suddenly fear. He asked little Annie the Ant-sized Anarchist out! Voldemort would surely separate Nick and her dreams. They would never be together. She would surely die. Or worse... she would be tortured like the Longbottoms... Just thinking about it made her insides churn.
'NO!' she screamed. All colour had drained from her face.
'Shade, are you all right?' came a blurred voice. Her head seemed to be swimming out of control. She couldn't let Nicholas go. She wouldn't let him be tortured!
'I can't breathe' she managed to say out before collapsing to the floor.
Shade's eyes flickered open. A bright light was shining down at her face and around ten people were peering over her to see what had happened.
'She's awake!'
'Aw, shame...'
'Shut up, you guys! She can hear us!'
'Give her a kiss.'
'WHAT?'
'Kiss of life! See if she's feeling ok!'
'That's just cruel!'
'Then you kiss her!' There was a pause before Shade could make out the light blonde hair and cloudy green eyes of Pandemonium as he leant over her to kiss her.
'Pandemonium! You'll regret it!' Shade felt the boy's luscious lips brush hers softly. He opened his mouth slightly and kissed her again. Shade felt her eyes adjust slowly and felt her body being pulled up. She pulled herself away from him and slapped his cheek. 'Never do that again' she hissed and slid out from underneath him. Pandemonium gave her a strange look as if to say "but you know you want me to".
Shade sat at her table, farthest away from everyone and at least one seat from the nearest person. Anne-Marie was talking with some other Hufflepuffs casually and Chloe was talking to Suzanne who was blotchy-faced and puffy- eyed. She toyed with the potato sitting on her plate, rolling in cheese sauce. A few owls fluttered inside the great hall, depositing evening editions of Witch Weekly and the Quibbler. Shade's white owl floated down carrying her rolled up edition of the propaganda magazine and a small scrunched up letter.
'That's strange' she mumbled to herself. The owl landed by her side and quickly nipped a small amount of bacon cut into thin strips for him. Shade quickly untied her post and unrolled the Quibbler edition. She put the letter to one side and flicked through the pages of weird and wonderful. "Halloween's Prophesy. He-who-must-not-be-named is coming" a headline said. She glanced through the article for any leads, a piece of paper and pen by her side. She quickly scribbled down some of the important points they made before skimming through to the next article on ancient family names. 'Illezary, Irritoad, Igritude...' she mumbled. Nothing seemed relatively important. She closed the magazine and turned to the yellow envelope. Her hands shook as she ripped it open and pulled out the folded piece of script.
Shade
Meet me in the Slytherin common room at midnight this evening.
I have something of vital importance to show you.
I await our meeting with a great and certain anticipation.
Do not tell your friends, especially my girlfriend...
Everything will be explained tonight.
Pandemonium Malfoy
Shade pressed the note to her chest before glancing back at the note. Every line was written with care. A lot of devotion had been poured in to the letter. She glanced up the table to see Pandemonium staring back with intent focused in his eyes. He looked into her eyes portraying no emotion on his face. Shade returned the stare, forcing as much feeling into her gaze as possible. Her lips twitched as their stare held. Pandemonium's eyes seemed to grow harder, pressing at her. It wasn't hate... it wasn't pain or hurt... it was lust.
The lights of the hall dimmed. The students had suddenly disappeared. A light seemed to be coming from above, circling the Slytherin table. They just stared at each other, hearts beating. Her heart pounded so loudly she could have sworn he could hear it. Images passed through her head. Lips brushing, bodies touching. She was suddenly pressed against a cold wall; Pandemonium was pushing his tongue inside her mouth. Her hands were all over him, stroking his hair, clutching his shoulders, rubbing his back. Her legs slid up to his waist. His hand slowly moved up her thigh. He was going further and further. His hands brushed her hips and grabbed hold of her black underwear. He pulled it down, exposing her...
'Shade! Shade, are you even listening?' Chloe snapped. Shade blinked. Suddenly the whole world swam back into view, crashing over her vision. She watched in despair as Pandemonium turned away to talk to someone else. Her heart sank. She felt the crumpled letter in her fist, stabbing her fingers.
'Yeah,' she gulped. 'I'm listening.' Her body swayed for a second before she grabbed hold of the table.
'Are you all right? You don't look so good' Chloe said. Anne-Marie was standing behind her.
'I think I need to lie down' Shade murmured. She got up from the table, picking up all her notes and the Quibbler edition before placing it inside her bag and started walking drunkenly towards the dungeons.
'Rest well' Chloe shouted.
'I'll see you later' Shade whispered, her feet skipping along the stone steps.
A/N: Exciting? Boring? Give me your views. You should try and listen to Pure Morning by Placebo whilst reading this. You never know... I really need some reviews! This story also seems revolved a lot around the most unexplored sense, this one being my personal favourite, Touch. I love the feel of things and how it can spark off emotions. How rain feels on your skin, how your toes brush the soft carpet, how people feel each other. Oh yeah, there will be some scenes that won't be for everyone's taste. Also, give me your views on what should happen and who should couple up with whom? I really need some reader's feedback!
Shade woke up with a headache tearing through her skull. Her mission was to get Pandemonium. The only problems were that he was already going out with Suzanne, Anne-Marie liked him and she had until Halloween to get him.
'Right' she said to herself. 'Where to start?'
She slowly climbed out of bed, still in her school clothes from yesterday. Her eyes had dark rings under them from lack of sleep and her normally straight hair was crumpled and flying in a different direction. Once again she was the only one in her dormitory. She quickly brushed through her hair and slipped on her school shoes. She clambered up to the common room and found it empty as well. Taking in a deep yawn, she glanced at the grandfather clock placed near the fireplace. 9:00.
'Oh, bugger all!' she cried, picking up her bag and running to her first lesson of the day.
Shade quickly ran down the network of corridors and stopped in front of the one labelled "Professor Fillure". She quickly opened the door and slipped inside.
'Sorry, Professor Fillure' she said, hovering over to her seat.
'Stop right there, Miss Lestrange,' the woman said. Professor Fillure had thick black hair, curled in round fans and fastened to create a quaffed bun. Little ringlets fell in neat quantities around her face. Her brown eyes were fixed upon the student like a hawk and her thin lips seemed to draw a line around Shade's neck.
'You wont be sitting in your usual seat next to Miss Brielle. I want you to sit next to Mr Malfoy until the end of this term.' Shade tried to make a convincing groan and went lazily over to her new mate until Halloween. She sat down and pulled out her Potions Textbooks, averting her eyes from the glaring class. Eight girls, four from Slytherin and four from Hufflepuff gave her jealous looks before returning to their male partners.
'Right, class, the reason we are all paired up with a member of the opposite gender is because we will be conducting potions that need both genders to work. If you would please-' she flicked her wand and the chalk got to work with writing the spell ingredients and instructions. '-Begin!'
'Shade' Pandemonium exclaimed.
'Yes? You sound as though you were expecting someone else' Shade said, a bit too harshly.
'No, not at all!' Pandemonium said.
'Then why say my name?' Shade asked.
'Because I just realised something, that's all' Pandemonium said. Shade got up from her seat to collect some herbs and a unicorn hair. As she passed she gave him a smile before flicking her hair as she turned back to the cupboard.
'Shade! Shade!' Anne-Marie whispered sharply.
'Yes, my petit little Annie?' Shade asked.
'Meet us tonight at ten in the Astronomy Tower' she said. Shade removed the ingredients and started to walk away.
'What are you doing?' Annie said bitterly. Shade turned back to her friend.
'I'm trying to act like I'm working and not gossiping so I don't get into trouble!' she hissed. 'I suggest you do the same.'
Shade returned to her place beside Pandemonium. She tossed in the ingredients according to the plan and waited for Pandemonium to stir it. She decided this was the time to start an idle conversation.
'So, how's it going with Suzanne?' Shade asked. Pandemonium went silent.
'We broke up yesterday. Can you believe she accuse me of cheating?' he said.
'Really? What a bitch, huh?' Shade drawled. 'Oh dear God! "Huh?" What was I thinking?' she thought.
'Yeah, I suppose' he reasoned. 'Did Anne-Marie tell you what I told her yesterday?' Shade shook her head and sprinkled some peppermint flowers into the mixture.
'Maybe I should let her tell you, then' he said, stirring them in with a teaspoon of dragon blood.
'No, go ahead. It's probably less French if you tell me' Shade joked. Pandemonium smiled back.
'All right, you've won. But don't tell her I told you' he winked.
'Thrill me' Shade drawled.
'I asked her out' he said. Shade felt a pang of jealousy then suddenly fear. He asked little Annie the Ant-sized Anarchist out! Voldemort would surely separate Nick and her dreams. They would never be together. She would surely die. Or worse... she would be tortured like the Longbottoms... Just thinking about it made her insides churn.
'NO!' she screamed. All colour had drained from her face.
'Shade, are you all right?' came a blurred voice. Her head seemed to be swimming out of control. She couldn't let Nicholas go. She wouldn't let him be tortured!
'I can't breathe' she managed to say out before collapsing to the floor.
Shade's eyes flickered open. A bright light was shining down at her face and around ten people were peering over her to see what had happened.
'She's awake!'
'Aw, shame...'
'Shut up, you guys! She can hear us!'
'Give her a kiss.'
'WHAT?'
'Kiss of life! See if she's feeling ok!'
'That's just cruel!'
'Then you kiss her!' There was a pause before Shade could make out the light blonde hair and cloudy green eyes of Pandemonium as he leant over her to kiss her.
'Pandemonium! You'll regret it!' Shade felt the boy's luscious lips brush hers softly. He opened his mouth slightly and kissed her again. Shade felt her eyes adjust slowly and felt her body being pulled up. She pulled herself away from him and slapped his cheek. 'Never do that again' she hissed and slid out from underneath him. Pandemonium gave her a strange look as if to say "but you know you want me to".
Shade sat at her table, farthest away from everyone and at least one seat from the nearest person. Anne-Marie was talking with some other Hufflepuffs casually and Chloe was talking to Suzanne who was blotchy-faced and puffy- eyed. She toyed with the potato sitting on her plate, rolling in cheese sauce. A few owls fluttered inside the great hall, depositing evening editions of Witch Weekly and the Quibbler. Shade's white owl floated down carrying her rolled up edition of the propaganda magazine and a small scrunched up letter.
'That's strange' she mumbled to herself. The owl landed by her side and quickly nipped a small amount of bacon cut into thin strips for him. Shade quickly untied her post and unrolled the Quibbler edition. She put the letter to one side and flicked through the pages of weird and wonderful. "Halloween's Prophesy. He-who-must-not-be-named is coming" a headline said. She glanced through the article for any leads, a piece of paper and pen by her side. She quickly scribbled down some of the important points they made before skimming through to the next article on ancient family names. 'Illezary, Irritoad, Igritude...' she mumbled. Nothing seemed relatively important. She closed the magazine and turned to the yellow envelope. Her hands shook as she ripped it open and pulled out the folded piece of script.
Shade
Meet me in the Slytherin common room at midnight this evening.
I have something of vital importance to show you.
I await our meeting with a great and certain anticipation.
Do not tell your friends, especially my girlfriend...
Everything will be explained tonight.
Pandemonium Malfoy
Shade pressed the note to her chest before glancing back at the note. Every line was written with care. A lot of devotion had been poured in to the letter. She glanced up the table to see Pandemonium staring back with intent focused in his eyes. He looked into her eyes portraying no emotion on his face. Shade returned the stare, forcing as much feeling into her gaze as possible. Her lips twitched as their stare held. Pandemonium's eyes seemed to grow harder, pressing at her. It wasn't hate... it wasn't pain or hurt... it was lust.
The lights of the hall dimmed. The students had suddenly disappeared. A light seemed to be coming from above, circling the Slytherin table. They just stared at each other, hearts beating. Her heart pounded so loudly she could have sworn he could hear it. Images passed through her head. Lips brushing, bodies touching. She was suddenly pressed against a cold wall; Pandemonium was pushing his tongue inside her mouth. Her hands were all over him, stroking his hair, clutching his shoulders, rubbing his back. Her legs slid up to his waist. His hand slowly moved up her thigh. He was going further and further. His hands brushed her hips and grabbed hold of her black underwear. He pulled it down, exposing her...
'Shade! Shade, are you even listening?' Chloe snapped. Shade blinked. Suddenly the whole world swam back into view, crashing over her vision. She watched in despair as Pandemonium turned away to talk to someone else. Her heart sank. She felt the crumpled letter in her fist, stabbing her fingers.
'Yeah,' she gulped. 'I'm listening.' Her body swayed for a second before she grabbed hold of the table.
'Are you all right? You don't look so good' Chloe said. Anne-Marie was standing behind her.
'I think I need to lie down' Shade murmured. She got up from the table, picking up all her notes and the Quibbler edition before placing it inside her bag and started walking drunkenly towards the dungeons.
'Rest well' Chloe shouted.
'I'll see you later' Shade whispered, her feet skipping along the stone steps.
A/N: Exciting? Boring? Give me your views. You should try and listen to Pure Morning by Placebo whilst reading this. You never know... I really need some reviews! This story also seems revolved a lot around the most unexplored sense, this one being my personal favourite, Touch. I love the feel of things and how it can spark off emotions. How rain feels on your skin, how your toes brush the soft carpet, how people feel each other. Oh yeah, there will be some scenes that won't be for everyone's taste. Also, give me your views on what should happen and who should couple up with whom? I really need some reader's feedback!