AN: and another chapter appears! im really sorry about how slow im
updating, but im having a hard time juggling school right now...my mom
promised me a trip to japan for the YYH convention if I can get a 3.9 GPA,
so im trying really hard...kinda =P so im a bit of a slicker...alright...im a LOT
of a slacker...that's cuz I like fanfics more than hw! =P bleh! So there mom!
Aaaanyways, ill try to get the next chapter up faster next time! I just
really wanted to get this up today...cuz its my BIRTHDAY!!! ^^ so I want
reviews as my b-day gift~ reviews make me haaaappy!!!
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The bubbles grew larger and larger, and Mosathor frantically looked around to notice that everyone else's potion was neither a shade of blue nor bubbling. He took a few uncertain steps back, before the cauldron shuddered, then spewed the potion out, straight onto the obnoxious sixth- year, who promptly turned the same blue as the potion. He yelled, and Snape whirled around from where he was watching another student.
"What is going on here?" The question was in the soft but deadly voice that Snape ever only used when he was furious. He looked pointedly at the shocked, but amused Gryphindors, and his gaze landed on Kurama, who looked innocently surprised. "Potter..."he growled, "This is your handiwork! Ten points from-"
"Mosathor!" Pansy snapped, seemingly not caring about the horrified looks she was getting for interrupting the Potions Master.
"And for what reason, Ms. Parkinson, are you interrupting me?" Snape barked, not removing his eyes from Kurama's.
"Sorry Professor Snape, but Mosathor just ruined our potion and I think I know why. Look." Pansy innocently picked up the remains of bludderworm brains from the table where they kept their ingredients. "I know I told him the right directions, but he didn't seem to have listened." Mosathor turned appalled eyes on her, completely bewildered.
Kurama grinned and Hiei snorted in quiet amusement. If the brainstem was used instead of the brain, the results would have been similar to what had happened. Pansy was a GENIUS! This was a perfect way to deflect the blame from them and onto the obnoxious sixth-year, who obviously had no idea what was going on. Snape strode over and snatched the brain from her, peering at it. He turned dark eyes onto Mosathor, who cringed under the furious glare of his Head of House.
Snape scowled sullenly at the sixth-year, before growling out, "Ten points from Slytherin and detention. How you ever got into Slytherin, I don't know, but if you EVER give me cause to take points from my own house again, I will have you expelled before you can say 'Potions,' you bungling idiot! You used the brainstem! You were supposed to use the brain itself! You're lucky that all that happened was that you turned blue! You could have brought the dungeons down to our ears! Go to the infirmary and don't let me see your face in here until the next class." Mosathor didn't move. "GO!" The sixth-year jumped and scurried away out of the classroom. Snape looked around at everyone watching. "What are you looking at? Get back to work!"
Kurama quickly averted his eyes back to the potion in front of him. He could hear Hiei snickering behind him and sent a satisfied thought over /I did tell you I would take care of him, did I not?/ \Hn. Hai.\ Hiei answered grudgingly. \I wish you would let me kill someone though.\ Kurama laughed softly to himself. /Gomen ne, koi./
"Um...Harry?" Neville's hesitant voice broke into his thoughts. Kurama transferred his attention to the younger boy.
"Yes?"
"Is it time to add the juices of the fruit yet?"
Kurama glanced at the textbook. "You've stirred it already, right" Neville nodded. "Ok then. I'll add it in." He picked up the slice of the fruit and squeezed slowly, making sure one drop fell in at a time. "Neville?" he said, not taking his eyes off the droplets of red liquid falling into the potion. "Can you check the textbook to see what we have to do next?" The potions-challenged boy turned to his book, and Kurama took the chance to quickly add the extra droplets in. Neville turned back, just in time to watch the last drop fall into the potion, which like the others, turned a deep burgundy.
"We just have to add the boomslang skin, and we let it simmer for five minutes while stirring clcokwise." Neville picked up the skin and tossed it in. The caldron bubbled, before calming down, simmering lightly as Kurama stirred. Without warning, it burped, and Neville gulped nervously. No explosion. Neville looked at the now-green potion incredulously. He had made a potion without it blowing up in his face! Kurama picked up two vials and spooned the potion into them, before moving to the front of the class and placing it on the desk with the other vials.
"Halt!" Snape's voice ran through the class, freezing everyone in their various movements. "If you have not yet finished, you are forgetting this is a NEWT level class. Anyone who does not yet have their potion up here," he slapped a hand on his desk, causing many people to cringe, "will lose five points from their house, each." Snape surveyed the dismayed reactions of about half the class, before dropping the final bomb. "And, they will automatically fail this potion and will re-do it during a detention." The class broke out in horrified whispers, Kurama letting out a breath in relief that he had finished in time.
Snape picked up a vial and called up one of the students who had made it. So far, everyone was doing fine. "Finnegan!" Seamus took a sip, and started growing, instead of shrinking. Snape sneered out, "Congratulations. Gryphindor loses five points for not doing the potion correctly. Sit down!" His eyes roamed the room again, and fell onto Kurama. Snape picked up the next vial and barked out, "Potter!"
The class hushed and silence fell as Kurama stood and moved forward to accept the sickly looking vial of potion from Snape, who sneered. Taking a deep breath and praying to Inari for all he's worth, Kurama tossed the potion down. A deep shudder ran through his body, and though only Hiei could see it, everyone could feel his youki and magical energy spike. Draco glanced around, nervous at the strange feeling going through him, noticing Hiei had materialized next to him, eyes narrowed and ready to go to Kurama should the need rise. A flash of light and a cloud of dust resulted from the tampered potion and everyone waited anxiously for the dust to clear.
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The bubbles grew larger and larger, and Mosathor frantically looked around to notice that everyone else's potion was neither a shade of blue nor bubbling. He took a few uncertain steps back, before the cauldron shuddered, then spewed the potion out, straight onto the obnoxious sixth- year, who promptly turned the same blue as the potion. He yelled, and Snape whirled around from where he was watching another student.
"What is going on here?" The question was in the soft but deadly voice that Snape ever only used when he was furious. He looked pointedly at the shocked, but amused Gryphindors, and his gaze landed on Kurama, who looked innocently surprised. "Potter..."he growled, "This is your handiwork! Ten points from-"
"Mosathor!" Pansy snapped, seemingly not caring about the horrified looks she was getting for interrupting the Potions Master.
"And for what reason, Ms. Parkinson, are you interrupting me?" Snape barked, not removing his eyes from Kurama's.
"Sorry Professor Snape, but Mosathor just ruined our potion and I think I know why. Look." Pansy innocently picked up the remains of bludderworm brains from the table where they kept their ingredients. "I know I told him the right directions, but he didn't seem to have listened." Mosathor turned appalled eyes on her, completely bewildered.
Kurama grinned and Hiei snorted in quiet amusement. If the brainstem was used instead of the brain, the results would have been similar to what had happened. Pansy was a GENIUS! This was a perfect way to deflect the blame from them and onto the obnoxious sixth-year, who obviously had no idea what was going on. Snape strode over and snatched the brain from her, peering at it. He turned dark eyes onto Mosathor, who cringed under the furious glare of his Head of House.
Snape scowled sullenly at the sixth-year, before growling out, "Ten points from Slytherin and detention. How you ever got into Slytherin, I don't know, but if you EVER give me cause to take points from my own house again, I will have you expelled before you can say 'Potions,' you bungling idiot! You used the brainstem! You were supposed to use the brain itself! You're lucky that all that happened was that you turned blue! You could have brought the dungeons down to our ears! Go to the infirmary and don't let me see your face in here until the next class." Mosathor didn't move. "GO!" The sixth-year jumped and scurried away out of the classroom. Snape looked around at everyone watching. "What are you looking at? Get back to work!"
Kurama quickly averted his eyes back to the potion in front of him. He could hear Hiei snickering behind him and sent a satisfied thought over /I did tell you I would take care of him, did I not?/ \Hn. Hai.\ Hiei answered grudgingly. \I wish you would let me kill someone though.\ Kurama laughed softly to himself. /Gomen ne, koi./
"Um...Harry?" Neville's hesitant voice broke into his thoughts. Kurama transferred his attention to the younger boy.
"Yes?"
"Is it time to add the juices of the fruit yet?"
Kurama glanced at the textbook. "You've stirred it already, right" Neville nodded. "Ok then. I'll add it in." He picked up the slice of the fruit and squeezed slowly, making sure one drop fell in at a time. "Neville?" he said, not taking his eyes off the droplets of red liquid falling into the potion. "Can you check the textbook to see what we have to do next?" The potions-challenged boy turned to his book, and Kurama took the chance to quickly add the extra droplets in. Neville turned back, just in time to watch the last drop fall into the potion, which like the others, turned a deep burgundy.
"We just have to add the boomslang skin, and we let it simmer for five minutes while stirring clcokwise." Neville picked up the skin and tossed it in. The caldron bubbled, before calming down, simmering lightly as Kurama stirred. Without warning, it burped, and Neville gulped nervously. No explosion. Neville looked at the now-green potion incredulously. He had made a potion without it blowing up in his face! Kurama picked up two vials and spooned the potion into them, before moving to the front of the class and placing it on the desk with the other vials.
"Halt!" Snape's voice ran through the class, freezing everyone in their various movements. "If you have not yet finished, you are forgetting this is a NEWT level class. Anyone who does not yet have their potion up here," he slapped a hand on his desk, causing many people to cringe, "will lose five points from their house, each." Snape surveyed the dismayed reactions of about half the class, before dropping the final bomb. "And, they will automatically fail this potion and will re-do it during a detention." The class broke out in horrified whispers, Kurama letting out a breath in relief that he had finished in time.
Snape picked up a vial and called up one of the students who had made it. So far, everyone was doing fine. "Finnegan!" Seamus took a sip, and started growing, instead of shrinking. Snape sneered out, "Congratulations. Gryphindor loses five points for not doing the potion correctly. Sit down!" His eyes roamed the room again, and fell onto Kurama. Snape picked up the next vial and barked out, "Potter!"
The class hushed and silence fell as Kurama stood and moved forward to accept the sickly looking vial of potion from Snape, who sneered. Taking a deep breath and praying to Inari for all he's worth, Kurama tossed the potion down. A deep shudder ran through his body, and though only Hiei could see it, everyone could feel his youki and magical energy spike. Draco glanced around, nervous at the strange feeling going through him, noticing Hiei had materialized next to him, eyes narrowed and ready to go to Kurama should the need rise. A flash of light and a cloud of dust resulted from the tampered potion and everyone waited anxiously for the dust to clear.