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U know the disclaimer by now..If I wrote HP it would be a crossover (oh, BIG surprise!)
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Brit*Kit
Chapter 14
Potions
(A.K.A. What is it with weird things happening in classes this year?)
"Harry- c'mon!" Peter yelled from the door. He turned away from the picture and walked out of the room. Once the door was closed it swirled into the wall again and disappeared. Harry checked his watch, smiling in spite of everything. Peter was back, they were going to have to explain THAT to Dumbledore somehow, he was probably going to be late for potions, Liz was acting secretive, he almost killed Malfoy, there was some book in the library he was going to have to find at some point, and all the marauders and marauderettes were here (except for his parents and Rosie *A/n Rosie is Rosethorn- she will be described later! Try Halloween..she's Remus's fiancé*) but he had just talked to his dad and that made up for all of it. Remembering the potions lesson, he checked his watch.
Fifteen minutes.
Still.
"Uh- Peter?" the blonde in front of him turned. Remus, Sirius, Lana and Arwen were walking ahead to meet Dumbledore.
"Yeah?"
"Why do I still have fifteen minutes to potions? My watch hasn't stopped." Had it? He checked. Nope, still ticking.
"Oh, yeah. We set the Cache so that no time would pass while we were in there. We'd duck in before tests and do homework and study for ages. Really handy."
"Oh. I outta get my stuff then- I promised Ron and Hermione that I'd meet them at the stairs- gotta go!"
"You just don't want to take the heat from Dumbledore for running out of class, mister!" Yelled Arwen over her shoulder. Harry grinned.
"Too right! Seeya at dinner!" He ran off, bag thumping against his shoulder, and arrived at the stairs five minutes later, completely winded, to find not only Ron and Hermione but the Angels as well. Liz grinned at him.
"Well?"
"Well what?" He wheezed.
"Well are your parents back?"
"No, not really. Peter is though."
"Wormtail?" Hermione yelped. "You brought WORMTAIL back but not your parents! What' the point?"
"Long story," he managed to gasp out. Alena looked at him critically, and reached into her bag.
"Drink this," she said, holding out a flask.
"Huh?"
"Its just water with mint in it."
"Oh- thanks," he gulped it down and they started down the stairs.
The walked down, talking amongst themselves. Ron, Ela, Maya and Miri were arguing about something or another, Alena, Sarah, Margie and Hermione were talking too. Well, the Angels were talking, Hermione was listing. Liz walked by Harry.
"We never told you much about the Angels did we?" she asked.
"Nope."
"Well, we are split down the middle. Margie, Alena and Sarah are the innocent group, Maya, Ela, and Miri are the bad group,"
"And you?"
She grinned. "I'm in the middle."
Harry grinned right back. "How did I know.?"
Liz shrugged.
"'Mione- you okay?" Harry turned. Hermione was walking on the side of the stairs with the banister, and was clinging to it. She looked pale. Sarah was beside her, she was the one who has asked. Hermione swallowed.
"I'm fine."
"You sure?" It was Alena this time, leaning around Margie. "I can get you something, if you want."
"No, no. It's okay. Just a little dizzy." Hermione smiled, but it looked strained. Looking a bit worried, Alena and Sarah started talking again. Liz was watching them silently, frowning, so Harry tuned in to the 'bad Angels' conversation.
"-hated Liz, that one," Ela was saying. "'Cause it was Liz who saw it on her."
Maya nodded, and said in a hushed voice, "She had rolled up her sleeves to do something with a grindylow, and the mark was visible- but only for a minute. But she knew Liz saw it and tried to kill her."
"How do you know?" asked Ron in equally hushed voice, eyes wide. "Maybe it was an accident. I mean, defense against the dark arts teachers rarely attack students- right?"
Miri snorted slightly. "You should talk. Lookit what's happened to Harry, fer god's sake. I waited for her after that class (Liz had been asked to stay after) and after a few minute Liz came running out as fast as she could and a jet of green light came flying out after her..she just grabbed my hand and we ran as fast as we could. This was before we knew Maya or Ela or Margie, it was just us and Alena and Sarah. It was scary! We were nine, too, and she still wasn't over her parents or her brother."
"Brother?" asked Ron, and Harry leaned over, but they had arrived at potions and had to split up to get seats. Harry went with Liz, who was still glancing worriedly at Hermione.
"Whats wrong with her?" Harry whispered in her ear, getting out his cauldron.
"I don't know!" She hissed back, sounding panicked. "But it's scaring me- she looked like she's gonna be sick, but she was fine at the stairs!"
"She's never done this before." Harry whispered, glancing at his friend. Hermione was indeed way too pale, and her eyes looked rather glazed. She was gripping the desk, and her mouth was slightly open. "She looks like she's.. wilting; like she's gonna faint. Or maybe-"
"Much as I hate to interrupt your conversation, Mr. Potter, I require your attention for the bloodroot poison- I very complex potion that only works on vampires or vampress's, so kindly leave Miss de Lancre alone." Harry looked up into the sneering face of Snape and glared.
"Yes, Professor."
"Thank you. Now that Mr. Potter has decided to join us- WHAT, Miss Ranatar?!" (*I changed Maya's last name a bit. sorry.*) Maya now was much paler than Hermione, (who now looked as though she might really faint) was waving her hand wildly in the air.
"I- I don't think I can make this potion, Professor," she said quietly, shrinking away from him as he stormed down the isle to glare at her. Ela glared right back. Harry was confused- Maya had always been the sarcastic, confident, evil girl that he had met at Diagon ally. Now she looked scared, and unnerved. Maya was scared.
That scared him.
But why of a potion? It made no sense. None at all. He opened his mouth to ask Liz, but she was tense, glancing from Snape to Maya to Snape and then to Miri. Liz looked, almost, helpless.
Miri, on the other hand, reminded him of a tiger waiting to spring; or maybe a panther- some kind of powerful cat. A lion, perhaps? Either way, she was growling softly. He turned his attention back to Snape. He was glaring full force at the cowering black haired girl before him. "And why not?" he snarled.
"I- I."
"That's no answer."
".."
"Talk- dammit!"
Miri and Ela both exploded at the exact same time.
"WHAT PART OF 'SHE JUST CAN'T' DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND!!"
"SHE'S ALERGIC TO SOME OF THE INGREDIENTS, OKAY!! LEAVE HER ALONE!!"
"ITS NONE OF YOU'RE BUISINESS WHY!!!"
None of the other Angels were really reacting. Margie had clapped her hands over her ears, and Liz had winced, but Alena was perfectly calm, not even ruffled. The yelling continued for another five minutes, until finally, even if Alena hadn't had enough, Sarah clearly had.
"ENOUGH!!!" roared the blond, getting to her feet. All of a sudden, the quiet, reserved, blue eyed beauty that Harry had known for the past few weeks disappeared and was replaced with some person he didn't know. Sarah's blue eyes, normally sweet with a hint of laughter in them, were blazing with a fire. Her hair, strait and previously hanging down her back, was whipped around and flying. She stood straight and proud, glaring down the potions teacher as though she were a thousand feet tall, and Snape seemed to shrink. At the same time, a tremendous sense of power filled the room, radiating from the figure that stood in the center of the room. For a flash Harry saw not Sarah, dressed in Hogwarts robes and normal shoes, but a dazzling elf maiden in a blue dress (*think arwen in movie 2*) with light emitting from her, a crown on her head.
"You will not question any of my friends any further, nor will you bring this matter to the headmaster. You will permit Maya to leave the room and skip this class, and will not count it against her. You will not take any points away and will forget this matter completely. Understood?"
Snape gulped and returned to his full height. "Yes," he said tightly.
"Good." Sarah sat down and flipped her hair over her shoulder. Maya all but ran from the room and Snape returned to his desk. The sense of power vanished and Sarah was normal again. Liz (as Sarah was sitting right behind them) whispered "You have got to teach me that trick of looking down your nose at people." Sarah just smiled.
(Liz's POV)
As Alena continued to add ingredients to the cauldron, Liz took out a small, plain, leather bound book with a small set of angels wings set in the front. These were the angels note books and allowed them to talk to each other just by writing and no one else could read the books. They came in handy. Clearly this wasn't her idea. There was already a conversation in place.
^Sorry guys...^ Maya had written. ^ I didn't mean to cause trouble.^
^Oh stop it. ^ snapped Ela back. ^I wanted to give that guy a what for anyway. ^
^yeah. ^ said Miri. ^Our pleasure- really! ^
^You took a risk though, Sarah. ^ came Alena's neat cursive. ^Letting your power out like that! ^
^You're lucky I didn't make a tidal wave! Maybe you can sit and watch that but I can't! ^ Sarah's writing was quick and agitated. ^Besides. Someone's gotta do it! ^
^you go girl. ^ Liz added.
^Lizabelle! ^ wrote Margie, using her favorite nickname for Liz. ^Finally decided to join us have you? ^
^Yup. Maya- where are you? ^
^en route to south tower. ^
^roof? ^ Ela guessed.
^Right on. ^
^you can write and walk at the same time? ^ asked Margie, clearly fascinated. ^I can't even read and walk.^
^Its one of my many talents.^
^snort. ^
^Shut up Elanora...^
^don't you dare.^
^ Oh shut it both of you!^ snapped Sarah. ^Liz your potions boiling. ^
And it was. Hurriedly, Liz added a few ingredients and stirred a bit. She was about to go back to the conversation but was interrupted.
"Yes, Miss Granger?" asked Snape, clearly still sore about the incident with Sarah.
"Professor? I- I'm not feeling so good. May I go to-"
"YES! Get out of my sight!" The greasy haired teacher turned back to the papers he was reading.
"Thank you." She whispered, slowly and unsteadily rising. Hermione managed Three or four wavering steps to the door before swaying, "Professor, I-" and she fainted dead away.
U know the disclaimer by now..If I wrote HP it would be a crossover (oh, BIG surprise!)
Love ya all,
Brit*Kit
Chapter 14
Potions
(A.K.A. What is it with weird things happening in classes this year?)
"Harry- c'mon!" Peter yelled from the door. He turned away from the picture and walked out of the room. Once the door was closed it swirled into the wall again and disappeared. Harry checked his watch, smiling in spite of everything. Peter was back, they were going to have to explain THAT to Dumbledore somehow, he was probably going to be late for potions, Liz was acting secretive, he almost killed Malfoy, there was some book in the library he was going to have to find at some point, and all the marauders and marauderettes were here (except for his parents and Rosie *A/n Rosie is Rosethorn- she will be described later! Try Halloween..she's Remus's fiancé*) but he had just talked to his dad and that made up for all of it. Remembering the potions lesson, he checked his watch.
Fifteen minutes.
Still.
"Uh- Peter?" the blonde in front of him turned. Remus, Sirius, Lana and Arwen were walking ahead to meet Dumbledore.
"Yeah?"
"Why do I still have fifteen minutes to potions? My watch hasn't stopped." Had it? He checked. Nope, still ticking.
"Oh, yeah. We set the Cache so that no time would pass while we were in there. We'd duck in before tests and do homework and study for ages. Really handy."
"Oh. I outta get my stuff then- I promised Ron and Hermione that I'd meet them at the stairs- gotta go!"
"You just don't want to take the heat from Dumbledore for running out of class, mister!" Yelled Arwen over her shoulder. Harry grinned.
"Too right! Seeya at dinner!" He ran off, bag thumping against his shoulder, and arrived at the stairs five minutes later, completely winded, to find not only Ron and Hermione but the Angels as well. Liz grinned at him.
"Well?"
"Well what?" He wheezed.
"Well are your parents back?"
"No, not really. Peter is though."
"Wormtail?" Hermione yelped. "You brought WORMTAIL back but not your parents! What' the point?"
"Long story," he managed to gasp out. Alena looked at him critically, and reached into her bag.
"Drink this," she said, holding out a flask.
"Huh?"
"Its just water with mint in it."
"Oh- thanks," he gulped it down and they started down the stairs.
The walked down, talking amongst themselves. Ron, Ela, Maya and Miri were arguing about something or another, Alena, Sarah, Margie and Hermione were talking too. Well, the Angels were talking, Hermione was listing. Liz walked by Harry.
"We never told you much about the Angels did we?" she asked.
"Nope."
"Well, we are split down the middle. Margie, Alena and Sarah are the innocent group, Maya, Ela, and Miri are the bad group,"
"And you?"
She grinned. "I'm in the middle."
Harry grinned right back. "How did I know.?"
Liz shrugged.
"'Mione- you okay?" Harry turned. Hermione was walking on the side of the stairs with the banister, and was clinging to it. She looked pale. Sarah was beside her, she was the one who has asked. Hermione swallowed.
"I'm fine."
"You sure?" It was Alena this time, leaning around Margie. "I can get you something, if you want."
"No, no. It's okay. Just a little dizzy." Hermione smiled, but it looked strained. Looking a bit worried, Alena and Sarah started talking again. Liz was watching them silently, frowning, so Harry tuned in to the 'bad Angels' conversation.
"-hated Liz, that one," Ela was saying. "'Cause it was Liz who saw it on her."
Maya nodded, and said in a hushed voice, "She had rolled up her sleeves to do something with a grindylow, and the mark was visible- but only for a minute. But she knew Liz saw it and tried to kill her."
"How do you know?" asked Ron in equally hushed voice, eyes wide. "Maybe it was an accident. I mean, defense against the dark arts teachers rarely attack students- right?"
Miri snorted slightly. "You should talk. Lookit what's happened to Harry, fer god's sake. I waited for her after that class (Liz had been asked to stay after) and after a few minute Liz came running out as fast as she could and a jet of green light came flying out after her..she just grabbed my hand and we ran as fast as we could. This was before we knew Maya or Ela or Margie, it was just us and Alena and Sarah. It was scary! We were nine, too, and she still wasn't over her parents or her brother."
"Brother?" asked Ron, and Harry leaned over, but they had arrived at potions and had to split up to get seats. Harry went with Liz, who was still glancing worriedly at Hermione.
"Whats wrong with her?" Harry whispered in her ear, getting out his cauldron.
"I don't know!" She hissed back, sounding panicked. "But it's scaring me- she looked like she's gonna be sick, but she was fine at the stairs!"
"She's never done this before." Harry whispered, glancing at his friend. Hermione was indeed way too pale, and her eyes looked rather glazed. She was gripping the desk, and her mouth was slightly open. "She looks like she's.. wilting; like she's gonna faint. Or maybe-"
"Much as I hate to interrupt your conversation, Mr. Potter, I require your attention for the bloodroot poison- I very complex potion that only works on vampires or vampress's, so kindly leave Miss de Lancre alone." Harry looked up into the sneering face of Snape and glared.
"Yes, Professor."
"Thank you. Now that Mr. Potter has decided to join us- WHAT, Miss Ranatar?!" (*I changed Maya's last name a bit. sorry.*) Maya now was much paler than Hermione, (who now looked as though she might really faint) was waving her hand wildly in the air.
"I- I don't think I can make this potion, Professor," she said quietly, shrinking away from him as he stormed down the isle to glare at her. Ela glared right back. Harry was confused- Maya had always been the sarcastic, confident, evil girl that he had met at Diagon ally. Now she looked scared, and unnerved. Maya was scared.
That scared him.
But why of a potion? It made no sense. None at all. He opened his mouth to ask Liz, but she was tense, glancing from Snape to Maya to Snape and then to Miri. Liz looked, almost, helpless.
Miri, on the other hand, reminded him of a tiger waiting to spring; or maybe a panther- some kind of powerful cat. A lion, perhaps? Either way, she was growling softly. He turned his attention back to Snape. He was glaring full force at the cowering black haired girl before him. "And why not?" he snarled.
"I- I."
"That's no answer."
".."
"Talk- dammit!"
Miri and Ela both exploded at the exact same time.
"WHAT PART OF 'SHE JUST CAN'T' DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND!!"
"SHE'S ALERGIC TO SOME OF THE INGREDIENTS, OKAY!! LEAVE HER ALONE!!"
"ITS NONE OF YOU'RE BUISINESS WHY!!!"
None of the other Angels were really reacting. Margie had clapped her hands over her ears, and Liz had winced, but Alena was perfectly calm, not even ruffled. The yelling continued for another five minutes, until finally, even if Alena hadn't had enough, Sarah clearly had.
"ENOUGH!!!" roared the blond, getting to her feet. All of a sudden, the quiet, reserved, blue eyed beauty that Harry had known for the past few weeks disappeared and was replaced with some person he didn't know. Sarah's blue eyes, normally sweet with a hint of laughter in them, were blazing with a fire. Her hair, strait and previously hanging down her back, was whipped around and flying. She stood straight and proud, glaring down the potions teacher as though she were a thousand feet tall, and Snape seemed to shrink. At the same time, a tremendous sense of power filled the room, radiating from the figure that stood in the center of the room. For a flash Harry saw not Sarah, dressed in Hogwarts robes and normal shoes, but a dazzling elf maiden in a blue dress (*think arwen in movie 2*) with light emitting from her, a crown on her head.
"You will not question any of my friends any further, nor will you bring this matter to the headmaster. You will permit Maya to leave the room and skip this class, and will not count it against her. You will not take any points away and will forget this matter completely. Understood?"
Snape gulped and returned to his full height. "Yes," he said tightly.
"Good." Sarah sat down and flipped her hair over her shoulder. Maya all but ran from the room and Snape returned to his desk. The sense of power vanished and Sarah was normal again. Liz (as Sarah was sitting right behind them) whispered "You have got to teach me that trick of looking down your nose at people." Sarah just smiled.
(Liz's POV)
As Alena continued to add ingredients to the cauldron, Liz took out a small, plain, leather bound book with a small set of angels wings set in the front. These were the angels note books and allowed them to talk to each other just by writing and no one else could read the books. They came in handy. Clearly this wasn't her idea. There was already a conversation in place.
^Sorry guys...^ Maya had written. ^ I didn't mean to cause trouble.^
^Oh stop it. ^ snapped Ela back. ^I wanted to give that guy a what for anyway. ^
^yeah. ^ said Miri. ^Our pleasure- really! ^
^You took a risk though, Sarah. ^ came Alena's neat cursive. ^Letting your power out like that! ^
^You're lucky I didn't make a tidal wave! Maybe you can sit and watch that but I can't! ^ Sarah's writing was quick and agitated. ^Besides. Someone's gotta do it! ^
^you go girl. ^ Liz added.
^Lizabelle! ^ wrote Margie, using her favorite nickname for Liz. ^Finally decided to join us have you? ^
^Yup. Maya- where are you? ^
^en route to south tower. ^
^roof? ^ Ela guessed.
^Right on. ^
^you can write and walk at the same time? ^ asked Margie, clearly fascinated. ^I can't even read and walk.^
^Its one of my many talents.^
^snort. ^
^Shut up Elanora...^
^don't you dare.^
^ Oh shut it both of you!^ snapped Sarah. ^Liz your potions boiling. ^
And it was. Hurriedly, Liz added a few ingredients and stirred a bit. She was about to go back to the conversation but was interrupted.
"Yes, Miss Granger?" asked Snape, clearly still sore about the incident with Sarah.
"Professor? I- I'm not feeling so good. May I go to-"
"YES! Get out of my sight!" The greasy haired teacher turned back to the papers he was reading.
"Thank you." She whispered, slowly and unsteadily rising. Hermione managed Three or four wavering steps to the door before swaying, "Professor, I-" and she fainted dead away.