Happy Thanksgiving everyone! This one is kind of short, but its because i am doping a long one for a song is worth a million words, so sorry! Ill try and update faster, since ill have holiday break to write more.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own harry potter, anything that is recognized from the books by JKR or the movies is used with no profit to me and no intentional plagiarism. Anything that seems like something from another author's fanfiction is purely coincidental. Again, I am making no money off of this.

Disclaimer 2: This will contain SLASH, meaning male/male and female/female pairings. If you don't like, don't read, it's as simple as that.

Chapter 6: Potions

This is a time jump to the morning of the new moon next month.

Harry and the rest of the golden trio were laughing as they walked down the staircase to the potions room for the dreaded Monday double potions. They never looked forward to it.

"Well well well, if it isn't Weasel, Bookworm, and Lizardboy." A familiar drawl said from behind.

"Malfoy." Hermionie said rather politely.

"Is something wrong, Weasel, not jumping to your girlfriend's aid?"

"Why you little—"said Ron before getting cut off.

"Ron, it's not worth it, just, let's get to class on time for once." Said Harry, trying to quickly break up the brewing fight.

Hermione, always observant, saw how Harry really wanted to leave, so complied.

"Come on Ron, we have potions to get to." She said.

And so they were off, and soon reached the door. They rushed in, and sat down just as Snape swept in, robes billowing in a way that only magic could make possible.

"Some of you ungrateful brats still have not mated. If that is the case, please go to the back of the room and read through the entire potions book. NOW!" Professor Snape commanded.

Harry, Neville, and Blaise stood up and went to the back. Neville was part mermaid, and Blaise was part vampire.

Harry took out his potions book and opened it carefully.

The Draught Of Living Death

…Is a potion that is hard to make and even harder to use. It puts the consumer into an endless comma, unless you provide a cure (see page 137 for details).

The Potion Of Dragonborn

…Is a potion that allows for a dragonborn to have an hour to look for their mate rather than 10 minutes.

Curious, Harry decided to sneak in later to make it. It all went smoothly and soon he took it and headed down to the welcoming feast.

TBC