Invisible Hero: Chapter 9
By: Teenlaunch
keddababy- No...She won't find out until the end. She will, however, guess this. She isn't that stupid!
PinkTribeChick- Well, usually, regular cloaks are not silver. What happened was he saw it right when they walked in or something...Look what you did! Now you've got me confused!
Luthein- You are correct. Thanks for the compliment!
Tracy3- Thanks, keep up the reviews, please!
a/n: Hey, hope you all like it as always. Now, people, remember, it's like Superman. Catching my drift here? No, okay, on with the story. One other thing. This is going to drag out for a while. Sorry to anyone who expected it to end soon! Ninth installment.
"Hey, Ron, how's it coming?" Hermione asked quietly.
"How's it coming? You tell me! I have been standing on my swollen ankle for hours, I am cleaning Snape's classroom (without my wand), and I have Mrs. Skower's All-Purpose Magical Mess Remover in my mouth! How do you think it's coming?" Ron snapped as he took his head from out of the cabinet. "This is all Ryu's fault!" Ron hissed, keeping his voice low. He looked over at Snape, whose quill had stopped moving.
"Oh please, it is not, in any way, Ryu's fault!"
"Is too!"
"Is not!"
"Is too!"
"Is-"
"Miss Granger, come here please." Snape watched as Hermione walked to his desk hesitantly.
"Yes, Sir?"
"Who is this Ryu person? I have never heard of him. Does he go to school here?"
"Yes, Sir. He goes here. Why?"
"No reason, Miss Granger. Get back to work." He waved her away.
"What was that about?" Ron's voice came muffled from the cabinet.
"Nothing, Ron. You better get back to work if you plan on finishing tonight." After a few minutes, Snape stood and walked to the door.
"You two continue working. I must leave the room for a couple minutes. Do try not to get in trouble." He left.
"I'm almost done. How about you?" Hermione asked.
"Are you kidding?! I'm maybe twenty-five percent of the way done!"
"Work faster then," Hermione snapped.
"A bit touchy tonight, aren't you?" Hermione jumped at hearing the voice. Her head hit the cabinet above her. Ron jumped as well. There was a loud thump as his head hit the top of the cabinet. He pulled his head out so quickly that he lost his balance.
"Whoa...whoa!" Ron' arms were waving around frantically.
"Ryu, that was not funny!" Hermione glared at him. Ryu shrugged.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, just fine."
Crash!
Ryu and Hermione spun around. Ron was lying on the floor. "Ron, are you alright?" Hermione shrieked as Ryu helped him off the floor.
"What is it with stars?" Ron muttered.
"Stars?" Ryu asked, supporting the half dazed Ron.
"Yeah," Ron said. "Have you ever noticed that they like dancing?"
"Uh, no," Ryu said.
"That's strange. I would have thought you would have noticed since I've seen stars at least five times this week because of you!" Ron yelled at Ryu.
"Actually, only three, Ron," Hermione said as Ron walked back to his stool.
"Whatever! All I know is that he has it in for me!"
"What? Why would I have it in for you?" Ryu asked.
"You tell me!"
"If I knew, would I be asking you?" Ron ignored him and climbed hesitantly onto the stool, grabbing Ryu's shoulder harder than was necessary to keep his balance. "Did Hermione tell you I'm sorry about your ankle?"
"Yes," Ron's voice became muffled by the cabinet. "And I guess I accept it. After all," Ron sighed, "a friend of Hermione's is a friend of mine!"
"Thanks..."
"You're welcome. I think..."
"Alright class, now that you have finished your potion, you will test them. Each of you will become your partner for an hour. This is why I told you all to wear loose clothes. You will begin after boiling your potion for five minutes." Snape sat at his desk, shaking his head slightly at his own daring. Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other hesitantly. Ron and Harry would be fine with their new arrangement. Hermione wasn't so sure she would like hers. She turned to Draco and found him staring at her.
"What?" she asked.
"Just thinking. Don't say anything!" he shot at her and Hermione closed her mouth.
"Alright, pour out two beakers of your potion," Snape said. Hermione took a ladle and poured the potion out.
"Disgusting," Draco groaned.
"Now, take one of your partner's hairs from the vials you stored them in the other day and add them to your beaker. If you did the potion correctly, the color will change."
Draco dropped one of Hermione's hairs into his beaker while Hermione did the same with Draco's hair. The potions simmered slightly. Hermione watched as the potion in front of her turned red.
"Now, write down what color your potion turned and your partner's name. After you have done that, you may drink the potion," Snape said.
"You mean we don't have to drink it?" Neville asked.
"Do not act smart with me, Longbottom!" Neville gulped. "Drink!"
"Ladies first," Draco whispered. Hermione nodded slightly and brought the beaker to her mouth. She took one last glance at Harry and Ron before taking a gulp of the potion. It tasted like overcooked cabbage. Hermione snapped her mouth shut. She saw Draco down his as well. He went rigid.
Hermione shut her eyes too. Her body was on fire. She couldn't breathe. She needed air. Slowly, her body calmed down. She looked up and found Draco, now a replica of herself, looking at her form the floor, gasping for breath.
"What?" She clapped a hand over her mouth as Draco's voice rumbled from her chest. Draco's eyes widened.
"This is so weird," Draco said as he got back in his seat. Hermione nodded.
"Now, class, you will all do one more assignment on this potion. You will look up the reason your partner's potion turned the color it did. You will not tell your partner what their color means. You may get your information from any source. Class dismissed!" Draco and Hermione stood up and walked out of class.
"Gonna be a long hour," Draco muttered.
"Tell me about it. I'll see you later, okay?" Hermione whispered. Draco nodded.
Hermione walked over to Harry and Ron. "Hey, where are you guys going?" Harry turned around. "What is it, Harry?"
"Uh, I'm Ron."
"Oh, right."
"Can you do me a favor?"
"What?"
"Go away until you look normal, thank you."
"That's mean."
"I know."
Hermione walked into the library fuming. Ron could be so insensitive. She sighed as she scanned the rows of books for one on her subject. Her eyes fell on a book whose title was 'Potion Making: Colors of the Heart'. Hermione picked it up and turned it over to read the summary.
This book explores the meanings of colors during potion making. It includes a section on polyjuice potion. If you are looking for a good read, this is a book to look up.
Hermione opened the book and searched for the author. She stared at the name, Severus Snape. Hermione flipped through the book and quickly found the color she was looking for.
Red
Many people associate this color with love. It also stands for courage, loyalty, nobility, intelligence, and honesty. If this does not match the person's personality whose hair you used there is an explanation.
(See page 997)
Hermione flipped through the book, searching for the page. She reached page 996 but 997 was not there. It had been torn out. "Hm..." Hermione put the book away slowly, wondering why someone would want the same particular page she needed.
There you are. The ninth chapter. I hope you liked it. Please review!
What is twisted cannot be straightened; what is lacking cannot be counted.
-Ecclesiastes 1:15
Teenlaunch
keddababy- No...She won't find out until the end. She will, however, guess this. She isn't that stupid!
PinkTribeChick- Well, usually, regular cloaks are not silver. What happened was he saw it right when they walked in or something...Look what you did! Now you've got me confused!
Luthein- You are correct. Thanks for the compliment!
Tracy3- Thanks, keep up the reviews, please!
a/n: Hey, hope you all like it as always. Now, people, remember, it's like Superman. Catching my drift here? No, okay, on with the story. One other thing. This is going to drag out for a while. Sorry to anyone who expected it to end soon! Ninth installment.
"Hey, Ron, how's it coming?" Hermione asked quietly.
"How's it coming? You tell me! I have been standing on my swollen ankle for hours, I am cleaning Snape's classroom (without my wand), and I have Mrs. Skower's All-Purpose Magical Mess Remover in my mouth! How do you think it's coming?" Ron snapped as he took his head from out of the cabinet. "This is all Ryu's fault!" Ron hissed, keeping his voice low. He looked over at Snape, whose quill had stopped moving.
"Oh please, it is not, in any way, Ryu's fault!"
"Is too!"
"Is not!"
"Is too!"
"Is-"
"Miss Granger, come here please." Snape watched as Hermione walked to his desk hesitantly.
"Yes, Sir?"
"Who is this Ryu person? I have never heard of him. Does he go to school here?"
"Yes, Sir. He goes here. Why?"
"No reason, Miss Granger. Get back to work." He waved her away.
"What was that about?" Ron's voice came muffled from the cabinet.
"Nothing, Ron. You better get back to work if you plan on finishing tonight." After a few minutes, Snape stood and walked to the door.
"You two continue working. I must leave the room for a couple minutes. Do try not to get in trouble." He left.
"I'm almost done. How about you?" Hermione asked.
"Are you kidding?! I'm maybe twenty-five percent of the way done!"
"Work faster then," Hermione snapped.
"A bit touchy tonight, aren't you?" Hermione jumped at hearing the voice. Her head hit the cabinet above her. Ron jumped as well. There was a loud thump as his head hit the top of the cabinet. He pulled his head out so quickly that he lost his balance.
"Whoa...whoa!" Ron' arms were waving around frantically.
"Ryu, that was not funny!" Hermione glared at him. Ryu shrugged.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, just fine."
Crash!
Ryu and Hermione spun around. Ron was lying on the floor. "Ron, are you alright?" Hermione shrieked as Ryu helped him off the floor.
"What is it with stars?" Ron muttered.
"Stars?" Ryu asked, supporting the half dazed Ron.
"Yeah," Ron said. "Have you ever noticed that they like dancing?"
"Uh, no," Ryu said.
"That's strange. I would have thought you would have noticed since I've seen stars at least five times this week because of you!" Ron yelled at Ryu.
"Actually, only three, Ron," Hermione said as Ron walked back to his stool.
"Whatever! All I know is that he has it in for me!"
"What? Why would I have it in for you?" Ryu asked.
"You tell me!"
"If I knew, would I be asking you?" Ron ignored him and climbed hesitantly onto the stool, grabbing Ryu's shoulder harder than was necessary to keep his balance. "Did Hermione tell you I'm sorry about your ankle?"
"Yes," Ron's voice became muffled by the cabinet. "And I guess I accept it. After all," Ron sighed, "a friend of Hermione's is a friend of mine!"
"Thanks..."
"You're welcome. I think..."
"Alright class, now that you have finished your potion, you will test them. Each of you will become your partner for an hour. This is why I told you all to wear loose clothes. You will begin after boiling your potion for five minutes." Snape sat at his desk, shaking his head slightly at his own daring. Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other hesitantly. Ron and Harry would be fine with their new arrangement. Hermione wasn't so sure she would like hers. She turned to Draco and found him staring at her.
"What?" she asked.
"Just thinking. Don't say anything!" he shot at her and Hermione closed her mouth.
"Alright, pour out two beakers of your potion," Snape said. Hermione took a ladle and poured the potion out.
"Disgusting," Draco groaned.
"Now, take one of your partner's hairs from the vials you stored them in the other day and add them to your beaker. If you did the potion correctly, the color will change."
Draco dropped one of Hermione's hairs into his beaker while Hermione did the same with Draco's hair. The potions simmered slightly. Hermione watched as the potion in front of her turned red.
"Now, write down what color your potion turned and your partner's name. After you have done that, you may drink the potion," Snape said.
"You mean we don't have to drink it?" Neville asked.
"Do not act smart with me, Longbottom!" Neville gulped. "Drink!"
"Ladies first," Draco whispered. Hermione nodded slightly and brought the beaker to her mouth. She took one last glance at Harry and Ron before taking a gulp of the potion. It tasted like overcooked cabbage. Hermione snapped her mouth shut. She saw Draco down his as well. He went rigid.
Hermione shut her eyes too. Her body was on fire. She couldn't breathe. She needed air. Slowly, her body calmed down. She looked up and found Draco, now a replica of herself, looking at her form the floor, gasping for breath.
"What?" She clapped a hand over her mouth as Draco's voice rumbled from her chest. Draco's eyes widened.
"This is so weird," Draco said as he got back in his seat. Hermione nodded.
"Now, class, you will all do one more assignment on this potion. You will look up the reason your partner's potion turned the color it did. You will not tell your partner what their color means. You may get your information from any source. Class dismissed!" Draco and Hermione stood up and walked out of class.
"Gonna be a long hour," Draco muttered.
"Tell me about it. I'll see you later, okay?" Hermione whispered. Draco nodded.
Hermione walked over to Harry and Ron. "Hey, where are you guys going?" Harry turned around. "What is it, Harry?"
"Uh, I'm Ron."
"Oh, right."
"Can you do me a favor?"
"What?"
"Go away until you look normal, thank you."
"That's mean."
"I know."
Hermione walked into the library fuming. Ron could be so insensitive. She sighed as she scanned the rows of books for one on her subject. Her eyes fell on a book whose title was 'Potion Making: Colors of the Heart'. Hermione picked it up and turned it over to read the summary.
This book explores the meanings of colors during potion making. It includes a section on polyjuice potion. If you are looking for a good read, this is a book to look up.
Hermione opened the book and searched for the author. She stared at the name, Severus Snape. Hermione flipped through the book and quickly found the color she was looking for.
Red
Many people associate this color with love. It also stands for courage, loyalty, nobility, intelligence, and honesty. If this does not match the person's personality whose hair you used there is an explanation.
(See page 997)
Hermione flipped through the book, searching for the page. She reached page 996 but 997 was not there. It had been torn out. "Hm..." Hermione put the book away slowly, wondering why someone would want the same particular page she needed.
There you are. The ninth chapter. I hope you liked it. Please review!
What is twisted cannot be straightened; what is lacking cannot be counted.
-Ecclesiastes 1:15
Teenlaunch