Chapter 14: Potions Class
Disclaimer: As always I do not own Harry Potter.
"Hey Rose?" Mary called into the darkness.
"Hmm," Rose answered sleepily.
"Are you okay?" Mary asked with the voice of a little kid instead of a sixteen year old. Rose sat up in her bed and looked over at Mary through the darkness, "I'm sorry." Mary continued. "When I'm mad I-I don't think at all."
"Neither do a lot of people." Rose said. She got out of her bed and went over to Mary's. "I'm sorry for spying on you. I shouldn't have I just wanted to make sure you were ok. Forgive me?"
"You bet." Mary answered and smiled.
Hermione sat up in her bed and groaned.
"It's great to see you two have made-up and everything, but I'm tired. So be quiet!"
Hermione threw a pillow at Rose and Mary. Rose and Mary exchanged devilish grins and picked up their own pillows.
'I hope Mary is going to forgive Harry as easily as she forgave Rose.' Hermione thought and grabbed her own pillow. Unfortunately she was wrong. The next night everyone was asleep as they should be. Well almost everyone.
'What time is it now?' Mary thought to herself. '2:30.' Mary groaned silently and got out of bed. She grabbed a book from her bed stand and went down to the common room. She made herself comfortable by the fire and lay down on one of the couches. She opened her book and started reading.
Mary wasn't sure how long she was reading for but after she had read six chapters someone came down, someone with emerald green eyes and messy black hair.
"What are you doing down here?" Mary asked rudely.
"Last time I checked any Gryffindor was aloud in the Gryffindor common room." Harry replied his eyes narrowed. Mary placed her book down on a table and stood up so she was right in front of Harry.
"So you trust me enough to speak to me? Brave Potter." Mary spat.
"I told you already I trust you, I just didn't trust you at the time." Harry explained again.
"If you trust me why don't you look me in the eyes? I'm not blind Potter. I see you whenever you speak even now you look away." Mary looked up at Harry's eyes and just as she had said he looked away. "I thought you were my friend." Mary continued. "I guess I was wrong. Friends trust each other." Mary felt herself start to lose control of her powers. 'Oh no.' She thought and then ran up to the girls dormitory. 'How could you be so stupid?' Mary asked herself. 'You know you can't get mad during the night, you could kill someone.' Mary sat on her bed with her knees curled up close to her chest. Mary had the sudden urge to hurt someone. To taste blood on her lips. Mary shivered and pulled her blankets up over her and fell asleep.
"Mary wake up," Hermione said the next morning. "You're going to be late for class." Mary yawned and got out of bed.
"Thanks Herm." Mary said and got into her robes.
When Mary went down to breakfast she saw Harry get up and leave. Mary looked down at her shoes. 'Why did I have to get into that argument? He'll probably never forgive me now.' Mary walked over to where Rose was already sitting talking with Ron.
"Hey," Mary muttered gloomily. She yawned and grabbed and apple.
"What's wrong?" Hermione asked.
"I think Harry might hate me." Mary answered. "I got really mad at him last night and we got into an argument." Mary bit into the apple. It tasted bitter unlike any apple she had ever eaten. 'Dumb guilt, it's making the food I eat taste awful.' Mary thought.
"I bet he'll forgive you soon." Ron reassured her.
"We better get going. We have Potions in a little while." Hermione said. Mary, Rose, Hermione, and Ron finished their breakfast and set off for the dungeons.
"Mr. Potter can you tell the class the ingredients for making the Polyjuice Potion." Professor Snape said. It was the middle of the class.
"Bicorn Horn (powdered), Boomslang Skin (shredded), Fluxweed (picked during a full moon), Knotgrass, Lace-wing Flies (stewed for twenty-one days), Leeches, and a bit of whomever the person wants to become." Harry answered lazily. 'I guess that potion wasn't completely useless.' Harry thought.
"Err. Correct." Snape said with a very sour expression on his face. Rose tilted her chair so it was only on two of its back legs. She was chewing gum and every few minutes she would blow a bubble and pop it. "Miss Lamya," Snape said turning to face Rose. "How long does it take to make this potion?"
"A month," Rose replied and popped her gum again. "It's on the board." Rose pointed out.
Snape cleared the board with his wand then leaned against the desk. "I'm watching you Miss Lamya." He snarled.
"I'm very concerned." Rose said in a dull voice. When Snape turned around and started walking back to the front of the class talking to the class about the potion Mary gave Rose a thumbs up. Harry rolled his eyes. Rose popped her gum again. Snape flinched and said,
"Spit out your gum Miss Lamya." He muttered a spell and the gum flew into the trash can. Rose shrugged and let the front legs of the chair drop back down to the floor with a great loud, THUMP! Rose reached into her bag when Snape wasn't looking and took out another piece of gum. She started chewing it and popping it. Snape was Rose's and ever other Gryffindors least favorite teacher.
Rose had realized, the first time she was in his class and chewing gum, that Snape flinched each time he heard the gum pop. Rose later found out that Snape hated gum because of some prank that was played on him when he was younger. From that moment on Rose chewing gum in his class only.
Snape snapped a ruler against his desk, "Detention!" He screamed just as the bell rang. Rose shrugged and grabbed her bag. On her way out of the class room she spit her gum inside the trash can.
Once outside the classroom Mary high-fived Rose. "Did you see the look on his face each time you popped your gum?" Mary laughed.
"I don't think that was very funny." Hermione said.
"Funny? That was brilliant!" Ron replied. Rose blushed.
"Did you see the look on his face when you pointed out that the answers were on the board?" Mary asked.
"Yes!" Rose said annoyed.
"Sorry." Mary whispered and hung her head pretending to be very, very sorry.
"Aren't you at all concerned about getting detention?" Hermione asked.
"Not really." Rose answered. "One question, weren't you the one that got detention for planning and pulling the biggest prank ever on your old principal?" Hermione blushed.
Yes I'm finally finished. This chapter took me forever to write. Oh my friend has been bugging me to ask this, which character is your favorite Rose or Mary? Oh and which is your favorite couple Hermione/ Harry or Hermione/Ron?
Thanks to everyone who reviewed.
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Arisa-san (again): Yes Mary does have the same idea as Peter Pan as do I. Hey you are only a kid once and life is too short to waste.
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Arisa-san: Why would there be a knife in the common room? Anyway, thanks. I showed my friend your review and she was like, "What about poor poor Rose? She gets cut by glass." Hee hee.
