A/N: Thanks for the reviews! Due to school and well, school I could only reply to people who wrote more than 'Wow! Update soon!' Still writing that Philosophy essay for those of you who know what I'm talking about. Got an extension! This chapter isn't too long because it's marks for University month and I'm busy until next weekend with my last reports. The break is a-coming!

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Making Potions With A Master

Snape blinked at Harry in total shock and confusion, which would have been endlessly hilarious if the Gryffindor didn't want to be taken seriously. Snape gave himself a small shake and sneered at the Elemental Veela.

"Potter, what makes you think you of all people have figured out the mystery of the millennium? You've barley passed any of my classes and must have bribed the Ministry for that 'Outstanding'. Better Potions Masters than you have failed in this area."

Harry rolled his eyes. "First off, my only problem with Potions stood at the front of the class and yelled at me for breathing, SECOND-"

Harry had to raise his voice as Snape opened his mouth to interrupt.

"-I understood Potions better when Hermione explained it was a bizarre mixture of cooking, Chemistry and Biology and lastly those Potions Masters never had Elemental Veela blood to work with."

Snape raised his eyebrows in shock before glaring at Harry again. "And just how would Elemental Veela blood work in a Potion for werewolves?"

Harry smiled, which unnerved Snape, and quickly walked over to the Professor's desk, grabbing a piece of parchment.

"The Wolfsbane Potions only works with the symptoms of being a werewolf, lessening the pain and weakening the control of the wolf over the wizard's mind. Elemental Veela blood is pure. As I was explaining to Hermione just minutes ago, there are no hybrids of Vampire and Elemental Veela or Werewolf and Elemental Veela because 'tainted' blood is forced out of the body and replaced with clean blood. It should also work with Werewolves."

Snape actually looked thoughtful before frowning.

"What of it's down sides? Side effects? How do you know this won't turn that wizard into another magical being or even kill them?"

Harry scratched his chin and began to think out loud. "Well, we wouldn't use a lot of my blood, just a few drops? And to become an Elemental Veela you have to already have the genes. A Werewolf might pick up some of the characteristics of an Elemental Veela but it would be impossible to actually turn into one."

"What if you kill them? A werewolf is not just part-werewolf in blood, the disease taints all." Snape was actually taking this seriously. Harry bit his lip thinking about how his book explained his pure-bloodedness.

"Well only wizards or witches can be werewolves and Elemental Veela blood is only compatible with them, sort of the same way lycanthropy attaches to the magic in a wizard's blood. We'd just need it to be compatible with a Potion that makes more wizarding blood."

Snape suddenly grabbed a book off his desk and ruffled through it, muttering to himself until he stopped at a page far in the back.

"I'd have to experiment with it but if we add a few drops of your blood to this Blood-Replenishing Potion, which has a Pain-Relief Potion included in it's recipe we could have a cure. I would need a test subject, however."

Harry's eyes widened. "We're not using Remus. I don't want him to even know about this unless we're going to him with a vial of the cure! Couldn't you just use some blood?"

Snape rubbed his face wearily. "It is possible. I could make the potion and use the dirty blood as a test run but I will need a real live subject to test it on before it can be approved. I must ask for a second opinion. WINKY!"

A CRACK later and Winky the House Elf stood before them.

"Master Snape is asking for Winky?" She bowed low. Harry thought she looked alright for some who accidentally killed a professor a few weeks ago.

"Yes Winky, will you please tell both Lucius and Draco Malfoy that I would like to speak with them right away. Tell them that no one may know they are coming and not to be seen."

Winky nodded and disappeared with another loud CRACK!

There was an awkward silence as both wizards realized they had talked cilvily for the last half an hour. Harry cleared his throat.

"Do you think they'll agree with us on this?"

Snape shuffled his papers about, not really looking at Harry.

"Perhaps. Or they may point out something we have missed."

Harry smiled and shook his head. "I think they will be most surprised we actually thought this out without killing each other."

Snape actually shrugged. It must be the shock. "Stranger things have happened since you came to this school."

Harry took a deep breath. Here it goes. "Like finding out where your wife was buried all these years."

Harry saw the Potions Master's hand shake slightly.

"I wonder when you would confront me about that."

Harry was the shocked one this time. "You're not angry at me? Not yelling? Screaming? No throwing of books and students?"

Snape sighed. "Rachel-" he swallowed before continuing. "She was your aunt, your blood. You have every right to ask about her. I doubt Black and Lupin even talk about her to you."

Harry nodded and looked down at his feet. "I didn't even know I had an aunt until Professor Dumbledore showed me the graves. I had to yell at him and destroy his office before that to even know where they were."

Snape made a strangled noise and Harry looked up quickly. The Potions Master's mouth was twitching and he had a funny look on his face.

"You destroyed Albus Dumbledore's office?" his voice sounded strange.

Harry nodded, totally confused. "At the end of last year when he told me about the Proph-" He stopped suddenly, hoping Snape didn't catch his slip up. Unfortunately the man wasn't a spy for nothing.

"He told you the contents of the Prophecy the Dark Lord was trying to have stolen last June? Dumbledore knew what it said? He told you?"

Harry huffed but inside felt scared. "Of course he told me. It's about me, how else do you think I could touch it at the Department of Mysteries? But that doesn't matter now, Voldemort can't get into my head anymore since I became an Elemental Veela. Besides he wouldn't want to and I could sense him now if he did."

Snape lent forward in his chair. "You're hiding something Potter. Albus wanted that Prophecy kept safe badly last year. Not even Black and Lupin knew its contents and the Dark Lord was willing to send his best to the Ministry to get it. Why would Albus want to keep something that 'didn't matter' safe?"

Harry clenched his jaw. "It's nothing for you to worry about. I've got it under control and it's my life! Just drop it."

Snape stared at him for a moment. "You haven't told them yet. You're friends, Granger and Weasley or Black and Lupin. Why would you not tell them if it was nothing to worry about?"

Harry let out his breath in a silent huff. "I just don't want them to worry and they will. It's safer this way, easier. Now can we stop talking about this!"

Snape narrowed his eyes but Harry could practically see the wheels turning in his head. Crisis averted for now. They needed to get back on somewhat stable ground.

"Listen, if you ever want to visit, you know, her grave. Just tell me and I'll try to get the magic to let you in without me by your side all the time."

A moment passed between them then. It felt like the approval of someone had lifted the burden of hate off their shoulders in a common remembrance of someone they had both lost to Voldemort.

Snape broke the silence by nodding his head to Harry and saying in a steady voice "Thank you."

Harry nodded back just as the door to the classroom opened to reveal two Malfoys. Lucius came in and looked at them both in suspicion.

"Severus I will not be your second in a wizarding duel against Potter." He said suddenly making both men raise their eyebrows.

"We were not arguing Lucius. Mr. Potter and I have an idea."

Draco smirked. "That does not comfort me." Snape sniffed at him.

"It wasn't meant to."

Harry watched the scene unfold but Snape made no move to ask about the Prophecy in front of Draco. The Elemental Veela sighed. He'd have to be more careful in the future.

A/N: Yes short and not much going on but I lost my plan for this chapter and I'm getting new glasses next weekend so that should help. There won't be such a big break between chapters now so no worries. Just read and review please.

I'd also like to comment on a reviewer that deemed Ginny and Blaise being Soul Mates cheesy. Well isn't all romance a bit cheesy? It's all been done before and I was actually planing that with whoever she ended up with be it Blaise or Matt Flint. Later I'm thinking of writing Lily and James' story as Lily being an Elemental Veela and the Rodolfe and Helena story so sorry if it ruined the story but as Creon once said "Do I rule this state, or someone else?"

I really can't please everyone so I only strive to please myself.

S.Tangerine