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"Is that all that she said," asked Hermione.

"Yes, you should know since I've told you at least ten times," Harry said

They were walking to their first class Potions with Snape. It was all the way down in the

dungeons so they had to leave the Great Hall fifteen minutes early.

"I wonder what's gonna happen," said Ron. "You know since he doesn't like you Harry, and

after what happened last year with the pensive I think that he's gonna be harsh on you."

"Don't remind me Ron."

"Ok, ok, I was just saying."

"Well your making everything worse, so just leave me alone," said Harry. He stormed off and

left them behind. He didn't want to stay with them. Every time he told them something they would

just ask him to repeat it, and then they wouldn't even help. He was tired of it, but he knew that

sometime today he would just end-up making up with them so it didn't really matter.

He walked into Snape's class and took a seat at the back table like he always did. A little

while later Ron and Hermione walked in and took a seat at the same table that he was sitting at.

"Why did you run off like that," asked Hermione.

"I don't know just forget about it," said Harry.

"Ok Harry, whatever you s-," Hermione was cut off in mid-sentence by Snape.

"Get your cauldron and ingredients out," said Snape, "we're going to the basement."

Everyone got their cauldrons and ingredients out of their backpacks and started out the door

after Snape.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were in back of the class so that they could talk without getting in

trouble. "I wonder what we're gonna do down there," said Ron and Harry together.

"I don't think that it's anything to worry about," said Hermione.

"Ya, but you aren't me are you," said Harry.

"I don't think that he's going to make you do anything dangerous Harry," said Hermione. "I

mean he's mean and all but he has to have a kind side... everyone does."

"Ya, everyone except Snape," said Harry and Ron in a whisper. Apparently it wasn't quiet

enough cause Hermione still heard it.

"Why do both of you always think that Snape is going to do something bad," asked

Hermione. "You two are such negative thinkers.

"Well we wouldn't be so negative if he wasn't," said Ron while jerking his pointer finger

toward Snape.

"Ronald Weasley it's un-polite to point," said Snape.

Ron jumped up in surprise. "How did he know that," he asked Hermione.

"Well he is a smart teacher maybe he has powers that let him know what people are doing,"

Hermione said.

"No I don't thi-,"

"Hey, Potter, Granger, Weasley are you three going to come inside," said Snape.

Harry looked and saw that the whole class was waiting on him, Ron, and Hermione. They

walked in the basement and stood in back of the class at the wall.

"Today, we are going to learn how to make a Dream Draught. Whenever spilt on someone it

shows what their most recent dream has been," said Snape.

Malfoy raised his hand,

"Yes Draco," Snape said.

"Why are we in the basement. I mean it's all icky." He wiped some dust off his shirt. "Why

couldn't we have just stayed in the classroom."

"Cause Draco, the classroom is un-even and if it were to spill on someone then it would

have shown their most recent dream and I don't think that they would like that very much," Snape

said. "So that's why we are down here."

"I didn't know the class was un-even," said Ron in a whisper.

"Maybe cause your not that dumb to see if it is or isn't un-even, the only people that would

do that are the du-" Harry was interrupted by Hermione.

"So were do you want to sit," she asked.

"How are we gonna sit there are no tables to s-." Harry was sure that there wasn't any tables

when they had first walked in but now there was about seven tables. Harry sat down at the one

closest the front since Snape was sitting at one it the back. Ron and Hermione followed him.

"Here are you ingredient for the Dream Draught. Now it shouldn't take that long to make so

I'll give you an hour and then I'll go around the room, and make sure that you have made it

correctly," said Snape.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at the board.

"This is a very complex Draught,' said Hermione. "But I'm sure that we won't mess up... a

lot."

"Ok so here it goes," said Hermione. "The first thing that we need to do is put it a dash of

powdered Mandrake root." Hermione helped them with their potions, and they only messed up once.



"Is it supposed to look like vomit," said Ron and hour later while taking a spoonful and

dumping it back into the cauldron.

"Well it says that's what it's supposed to look like," said Hermione checking in One-thousand

Potions for the Young Learning Wizard or Witch.

"Ok just making sure," said Ron, Harry was looking at him and saw that his face had gone

white.

"Ron... Ron... what's wrong," asked Harry. He turned around, but it was to late. Malfoy was

pouring some kind of vomit looking liquid from a vile, which Harry recognized has the Dream

Draught, on top of his head.



"Harry, Harry, save me,". He heard Sirius calling. Then he heard a voice that he recognized

has Voldemort.

"Harry can't save you know Sirius Black, your in my world!" He saw a familiar flash of green

light going strait towards Sirius' head. Harry ran and jumped into save him. He was hit with the spell.

He was dead.

"Harry, Harry, wake up Harry." Harry hear a familiar voice. He lifted his head off of the pillow.

Harry thought: Were am I. Then he realized that he was in the Hospital Wing, and that voice that he

heard was one from Madam, Pomfrey. He turned to his other side and sitting in the chair he saw.

"LUPIN," screamed Harry.