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Chapter 8
Harry stood outside the door to the hospital wing. He hesitated before pulling open the door and stepping inside towards Madame Pomfreys office. "Ah, you're here" a brisk voice exclaimed from behind him, making him start in surprise. He spun around to find Madame Pomfrey bearing down on him with a spoonful of black liquid. His mouth dropped open in surprise and she forced it down his throat making him gag. It tasted the same way that anti-freeze smelt. He spluttered, it felt like his entire body was freezing over, making him feel like he'd eaten something frozen too fast. He blinked rapidly, and as his vision cleared, he realised he was on all fours, gasping for breath. He coughed a few times before heaving himself up. Madam Pomfrey was putting away a tiny bottle of the black liquid. Harry could see Madame Pomfreys spidery writing on the label, as well as some particularly nasty looking symbols. "Now then Potter", she barked, turning to him. "I should warn you that you may experience a few side effects." Harry looked up in surprise, still panting "erm, what sort of side effects?" he asked nervously. Madame Pomfrey sighed, "That", she said, "is what we have yet to discover". She craned her neck, and looked him straight in the eye. "Did Professor Dumbledore tell you how this potion was made?" She received a nod from Harry. "Well", she continued, "depending on the side effects, we can altar the potion to suit you. She paused and cleared her throat, "Now then, I expect Mr Weasley and Miss Granger are waiting for you". Harry nodded. He had regained his breath by now. He turned and made his way down to the lake where Ron and Hermione were waiting. As he strode across the grass towards them, they looked up to see who was coming, squinting their eyes up against the sun. "Oh, it's you", Ron stated when he reached them, laying his head back on the grass. Suddenly his eyes widened unnaturally, and he sat up with a jolt, staring at Harry. Hermione had never moved, but now her moth was falling soundlessly open and closed, reminding Harry of a fish. "What the hell happened to you?!" She managed to squeak. "What are you talking about?" Harry asked in puzzlement, looking from one to the other. Without a word, Hermione reached into the pocket of her shorts and pulled out a small mirror. She handed it to Harry. He held it up and glanced at it before letting out a yelp and dropping the mirror on the grass. He picked up the mirror again and peered into it, before letting out a loud groan and flopping down on the grass. His skin had turned blue. "Side effect number one", he muttered to himself. Ron had raised an eyebrow. "Explain", was all he said. So, while they fed the Giant Squid bits of tuna sandwich, which they had smuggled out at lunch, Harry told them about Dumbledore and the potion. When he reached the part about how Dumbledore had rushed off to meet the ministry official, Hermione raised her eyebrows so far that they were in danger of disappearing into her hairline. "We saw them, but we didn't realise he was form the ministry". Ron was wearing a puzzled frown, "Yeah, I thought Dumbledore and the ministry weren't exactly on speaking terms at the moment" Suddenly, two tall shadows fell over them. The three teenagers turned, squinting their eyes and raising their hands to shield them from the light of the Sun. "Well, well", intoned a deep voice, that for some reason sent a strange feeling down Harry's spine, "It's a pleasure to finally meet you Mr Potter"
Disclaimer: nothing belongs to me except the plots and characters I create
Chapter 8
Harry stood outside the door to the hospital wing. He hesitated before pulling open the door and stepping inside towards Madame Pomfreys office. "Ah, you're here" a brisk voice exclaimed from behind him, making him start in surprise. He spun around to find Madame Pomfrey bearing down on him with a spoonful of black liquid. His mouth dropped open in surprise and she forced it down his throat making him gag. It tasted the same way that anti-freeze smelt. He spluttered, it felt like his entire body was freezing over, making him feel like he'd eaten something frozen too fast. He blinked rapidly, and as his vision cleared, he realised he was on all fours, gasping for breath. He coughed a few times before heaving himself up. Madam Pomfrey was putting away a tiny bottle of the black liquid. Harry could see Madame Pomfreys spidery writing on the label, as well as some particularly nasty looking symbols. "Now then Potter", she barked, turning to him. "I should warn you that you may experience a few side effects." Harry looked up in surprise, still panting "erm, what sort of side effects?" he asked nervously. Madame Pomfrey sighed, "That", she said, "is what we have yet to discover". She craned her neck, and looked him straight in the eye. "Did Professor Dumbledore tell you how this potion was made?" She received a nod from Harry. "Well", she continued, "depending on the side effects, we can altar the potion to suit you. She paused and cleared her throat, "Now then, I expect Mr Weasley and Miss Granger are waiting for you". Harry nodded. He had regained his breath by now. He turned and made his way down to the lake where Ron and Hermione were waiting. As he strode across the grass towards them, they looked up to see who was coming, squinting their eyes up against the sun. "Oh, it's you", Ron stated when he reached them, laying his head back on the grass. Suddenly his eyes widened unnaturally, and he sat up with a jolt, staring at Harry. Hermione had never moved, but now her moth was falling soundlessly open and closed, reminding Harry of a fish. "What the hell happened to you?!" She managed to squeak. "What are you talking about?" Harry asked in puzzlement, looking from one to the other. Without a word, Hermione reached into the pocket of her shorts and pulled out a small mirror. She handed it to Harry. He held it up and glanced at it before letting out a yelp and dropping the mirror on the grass. He picked up the mirror again and peered into it, before letting out a loud groan and flopping down on the grass. His skin had turned blue. "Side effect number one", he muttered to himself. Ron had raised an eyebrow. "Explain", was all he said. So, while they fed the Giant Squid bits of tuna sandwich, which they had smuggled out at lunch, Harry told them about Dumbledore and the potion. When he reached the part about how Dumbledore had rushed off to meet the ministry official, Hermione raised her eyebrows so far that they were in danger of disappearing into her hairline. "We saw them, but we didn't realise he was form the ministry". Ron was wearing a puzzled frown, "Yeah, I thought Dumbledore and the ministry weren't exactly on speaking terms at the moment" Suddenly, two tall shadows fell over them. The three teenagers turned, squinting their eyes and raising their hands to shield them from the light of the Sun. "Well, well", intoned a deep voice, that for some reason sent a strange feeling down Harry's spine, "It's a pleasure to finally meet you Mr Potter"