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Chapter 15- Starting the Potion

Hermione finally arrived at the dungeons and walked into her potions class, where Snape was already waiting.

"I assume you've read up on the potion," Snape replied.

"Of I course I have," Hermione said indignantly. "This potion will determine the truth of my relationship with Fred. I still don't get what this has to do with Voldemort killing my parents and having a dream that Death Eater's killed Fred."

"I don't either Miss Granger. Why don't we get started on the potion," suggested Snape.

They started working on the potion- Snape was cutting up some sort of dried root. It looked like roses to Hermione, who was skinning some shrivelfig. Once they finished that, they put them in the cauldron and let it simmer for 20 minutes.

"It didn't say this in the book, but it seems like it's a combination of a truth potion and a love potion," Hermione commented thoughtfully.

"It is," Snape confirmed. "It's a very powerful potion."

"We don't need to add anything for a few more days, but I want you to come back tomorrow at 7 to help me grade essays that the first years were assigned," Snape told Hermione as she gathered the few things that she brought with her.

She nodded her head to indicate that she heard what Snape had said. As Hermione walked up to Gryffindor tower, she checked her watch and noticed she had been in the dungeons for two hours.

Hermione had decided to go see Fred and find out if he knew anything. She went to his living quarters.

"Hi Hermione. What are you doing here?" Fred asked curiously.

"Hi Fred. Has Dumbledore told you anything else about why Snape and I have to make the potion?" she inquired.

"No, but if he does, you'll be the first person I tell."

"Good. Do you know anything about the potion Fred?"

"No, but I'm sure you're going to tell me right now," he smiled.

"Well, it's a combination of a love potion and a truth potion. It determines how true our love is," Hermione explained.

"Oh."

"I think Dumbledore knows something. Maybe our relationship has something to do with my parent's being killed and their bodies being taken..." Hermione wasn't sure how to finish her sentence, but when she noticed Fred was looking at her funny, she decided that maybe finishing her sentence wasn't such a good idea.

"Why are so worried Hermione?" Fred asked.

"I'm just scared something bad is going to happen.," Hermione replied. She looked at her watch, and told Fred, "I'd better get up to bed."

Fred nodded and gave her hug, while telling Hermione, "It's going to be okay Hermione. I won't let anyone hurt you."

"Thanks Fred."

Hermione was bombarded with questions from the moment she walked into the common room. She answered as many as she could before she finally managed to reach the table where Harry, Ron, Ginny, Lavender, Parvati, and Neville were sitting. She explained the potion to Lavender, Parvati and Neville, before explaining the general idea of what the potion did. The girls went to bed while Harry, Ron and Neville played Exploding Snap.
Hermione woke up to find McGonagall standing over her, looking very concerned.

"What's wrong Miss Granger?" asked McGonagall.

"Someone's looking for me. I think it's a Death Eater. But no one's looking for Fred," Hermione said in a rush.

Hermione had to go see Professor Dumbledore for the second time in as many nights; she had noticed the look of fear on Lavender and Parvati's face. Hermione just wanted life to go back to normal.

"I saw that a Death Eater was looking for me, but they weren't looking for Fred," Hermione told Dumbledore tiredly.

"I want you to move into Fred's living quarters immediately. I don't think very many people will be able to find you there," Dumbledore told her. "I am trying to find out if there is a prophecy concerning you. Once I find out any information, I will tell you and Fred immediately."

Hermione nodded, too tired to speak.

"You may go now," Dumbledore said quietly.

Professor McGonagall walked Hermione back to Gryffindor, where she packed all her things with the help of Lavender, Parvati and Ginny. McGonagall helped her bring her things to her new residence in Hogwarts.

"What am I going to do Fred?" wailed Hermione. "If people find out that I'm staying with you, then they'll think I'm a slut."

"People are stupid if they tell you that Hermione," Fred told her gently. "Besides, Dumbledore must think our relationship is important if he's having you and Snape work on a complicated love potion."

"I guess you're right," she sniffed.

"You'll be able to floo directly to the Gryffindor common room. But you might want to warn people before you do that. Might surprise people if you just come out of a fireplace."

Hermione smiled at the thought of herself coming out of a fireplace. At least Fred could always make her feel better.

"Hermione, it's late. You should be getting some sleep."

"Alright," she agreed as she walked to her new room. Fred had already helped her unpack and had shown her where his room was in case she needed him.

"Night 'Mione."

"Night Fred."

Hermione hoped that Dumbledore would figure out what was going on soon- before anything else happened to someone that she cared about.