Snape entered the Potions classroom and nonchalantly waved his arm. Chalk began to magically write various ingredients, incantations, and materials needed on the blackboard.
"I'm sure most of you savagely wasted away your brains this summer holiday, and so to remind you that we are NOT on holiday any longer, we will be making a new potion today worth 200 points. The houses that succeed in creating this difficult assignment and identify the potion will be awarded full credit. Those houses that do not complete the requirements in the time given," He deliberately looked at Harry and the rest of the Gryffindors. "will lose 200 points. "That would not be a good way to start off the year."
The students remained silent as they took out the needed materials; cauldrons of various sizes, vials of dragon's blood and phoenix tears, etc. etc.
"I have assigned you each a partner, and there will be no exceptions to whom I assign to you." Names appeared on each of the students' notebooks.
"Great, I've got Goyle." Harry said with a groan.
"Oh, sorry mate. I've got Hermione. At least our house will have some chance at earning credit." Hermione smiled.
Harry looked over and saw Draco with a smug look on his face. "What's wrong with you, Malfoy? Did your daddy escape from Azkaban?" Harry was surprised at his own tone. He was hardly every the instigator of quarrels with Draco.
"No, Potter, I was just admiring Professor Snape's sheer talent at selecting partners." Malfoy spat back.
"Oh shove it Malfoy, why… who'd you get, Pansy?"
"No, Potter, why don't you take a look for yourself." He slid his notebook across the desk. Three letters were the only things to grace the page. It read, "Bri"
Harry thought to himself, That's odd, why doesn't it have her surname, or even her full first name…
Draco smirked. "Sorry to disappoint you, Potter, but it looks like all be having my way with the fox after all."
Harry ignored the comment. "Where is she, anyway?"
All the students turned around after hearing the door of the classroom slam shut.
"Sorry I'm late… I had to figure out how to use a battery powered hair straightener because I couldn't find any places to plug my other one in…" The class looked at her as if she was speaking Russian. She didn't seem to notice and strolled right up to Professor Snape and held out her hand for him to shake.
"You must be Professor Snape. Congrats! You're my first teacher of anything to do with magic! I got you a bottle of some perfume from America because I thought you might be interested in what potions we make over there." She handed him a bottle of Pure Poison from Christian Dior.
"Are you… mad? This is….DEADLY!" He threw it back at her with a look of disgust on his face.
"Ha ha no no, that's just the name of it… sheesh.." She opened the bottle and put some on her wrist.
"Here, sniff." She held her wrist up to his nose. Snape looked at her, and blinked twice as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"Really, I'm serious, just smell it, it's really nice." Reluctantly, he took a whiff.
"That actually does smell quite good." He said as she handed him the bottle.
"Well you can run your magic tests or whatever on it. I promise you, it's not dangerous at all, it's just to make people smell good. Now… what did I miss?" Snape examined the bottle with great interest.
Draco strolled up and handed her the list of ingredients he had copied from the board. "We're making a potion, and you're my partner." Pansy Parkinson kept a close eye as the two walked over to his table.
"Oh, you're that guy from the hallway, right? I don't think we've officially met. I'm Bri.. and you are?"
"Malfoy… but just call me Draco." Pansy seemed surprised. Draco? But she's friends with Potter!
"That's hot… what is that Norwegian or something?"
"Erm.. no… it's just what my parents called me.."
"Oh.. right. Okay so anyways, let's start this thing or we're gonna run out of time." She bent down to get the supplies out of her bag on the floor. As she was bending over, Draco looked at Harry and teasingly mouthed Ouch! And snapped his fingers. Harry was livid.
"What is that?" Draco said, looking at the strange container she perched on the desk.
"Uhh duh, it's my cauldron."
"But it's.. pink… and.. sparkly.."
"Oh yeah I know. Well, everyone says that black is always in style but I thought it looked drab so I decorated it! Isn't it cute?"
"Right…" Draco thought to himself, How peculiar…This girl must definitely be a Mudblood..
She began adding the ingredients as he remained staring at the pink, glittery cauldron. And I must be a poof to be working with something as feminine as that. She leaned across him to grab another vile and he caught a very clear glimpse down her shirt. NOPE. Definitely not. Deffinnately NOT a poof. Glad I cleared that up…He began to feel a rising in his nether area. Oh fuck. Not AGAIN! He tried to cover it with his book, but he didn't want to look like he wasn't doing anything to help with the potion.
"Um.. would you mind if I left you on your own for a moment… I need to use the loo…"
"Oh yeah, sure, This is FUN!" She continued adding the ingredients as he rushed out the door.
Pansy followed close behind, into the boys' lavatory with him.
"What the.. what are you doing in he.."
"What's wrong, Drakie-poo?" She squeaked. Looking down, she saw the huge swell in his pants.
"OH MY GOD! Did SHE give you that?"
"No no, of course not. I was just looking at you and I…."
"Awww you're sooo sweet! I'd have you right here and now but we have to back to class, you naughty boy!"
Phew..
Minutes passed by, and it was nearing the end of class. Draco rushed back in just as Snape rose from his desk and announced to the class:
"Time's up. I will now inspect each group's final product."
"I'm sorry I was gone, I felt ill. I'll ask Snape if he'll let us redo.."
"It's alright hun, I got this one." She winked.
Hermione whispered to Ron: "Hurry, where's the wolfbane? I don't think I added enough, it doesn't seem to be the right color!"
Ron was staring across the room at Bri. "Err.. what? Oh yeah yeah.. umm.. I don't know.. where did you put it last?"
But it was too late. Snape was already hovering over them.
"What is this? I would have expected more from you, Miss Granger."
"But professor, I can fix it, I just need to add one more drop of wol…"
"Miss Granger, I will not take excuses for inadequate work. 200 points from Gryffindor." He went on to the next table.
"Longbottom, do I dare look at your progress? I'm afraid I might burn my eyes." He took one look at the potion. Neville flinched as he said:
"200 points from Gryffindor. That's a record, I believe. 400 in one day.." He strolled over to Draco and Bri's table.
"Because of your absence, Mr. Malfoy, I shall be lenient." He took a look into the glittering cauldron and seemed surprised. "Excellent work! Can you identify the name of this potion and its uses?
"Hm…I believe it is the Dormio decumbo potion… which is… Latin…? Meaning… "to fall asleep". One can use this potion in a mild dosage as a… sleep inducer, or… in a greater quantity to escape from or debilitate an enemy..." She kept her eyes tightly closed while rambling off the definition.
Snape, as well as the rest of the class, was astonished. "Excellent work! 250 points to Slytherin."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other with the same look on their face: She's in Slytherin?
"Miss Bri, hand me your wand. I'd like to demonstrate to the class how you correctly made this potion."
"… Wand?"
"Yes."
"Sorry, I don't have one…"
"What do you mean you don't have one? Whose did you use then?" He looked at Draco but he only shrugged in reply.
"You made this potion without a wand?" Snape leaned in closer as he spoke in almost a whisper.
"Err.. yeah.. is that a bad thing? I could go buy one or something, I didn't know…"
"No that's quite alright. Class is dismissed." The students left the classroom, their whispers could be heard as they shuffled out the door.
"Come with me miss Belddemour."
DUN DUN DUN….. more coming later.. But I'm not going to write anything more until I get at least 5 reviews so I know people are at least READING this...