Ginny sat in her Defense Against the Dark Arts class, right by Colin, both waiting for the new teacher to arrive. It's already December and they still couldn't find anyone to fill in for the job. They had to hold off the class as much as possible, but, as the luck was running out, someone called in for the occupation.
Ginny was twirling one of her straight red strands in her, thinking about Draco again. It's been a week since the incident in the hall. She's been so busy with work, she totally forgot about her meeting with her three best friends. It didn't matter anymore; she was happy. Or that's what she convinced herself everyday.
Ginny hasn't really been eating much, always busied herself in her work and essays. It's enough she has to deal with the stress of being a teenager, but now she had a load of work and a almost broken friendship with Neville, Colin and Hermione.
Hermione has been avoiding Blaise all week. He would sneak up on her when she was alone, but all she did was stun him then walk off. His actions spoke much louder than all his mushy gushy words about loving her. Hermione was thoroughly pissed off, and nothing would be able to change that.
Colin, however, has been trying to catch Dean's attention. Every single day in Potions, he would purposely blow up his cauldron, so he could take a few good minutes to ogle at Dean Thomas' handsome face. Ginny noticed this, but didn't press the matter, for this was Colin and it was his decision to tell them about his sexuality or not.
Neville has been pretty off lately. He's always coming to dinner either flustered or blushing. All three friends knew he was getting a little something on the side. Lavender Brown would occasionally wink Neville's way, causing him to choke on his food and blush a very crimson color. The trio put two and two together.
Ginny gazed longingly outside towards the lake, where she once was, crying her heart out for Draco. As if on cue, the blonde haired boy came strolling out, his robes billowing in the background. Ginny squinted her eyes, wanting to catch a glimpse of his beautiful silver eyes. "Come on, Draco. Look at me. Look at how much you hurt me." she whispered deathly.
As if he heard her, his head snapped up, now meeting Ginny's eyes. She threw daggers at him threw their eye contact, wanting him to know how much pain and hurt he put her through. And then .. There was something in his eyes. Guilt? An apology? Ginny's thoughts didn't stray any further, for a tall, muscular man stepped in front of her. "Miss Weasely, I believe you missed my introduction." he said smoothly. Lifting her chin up, he looked her straight in the eye and said, "I'm Professor Bloom. Orlando Bloom."
Her breath caught in her throat as she looked at the attractive man. He couldn't be anymore than twenty five years old. His hair was a dark brown color, the curls cut short. "Uh .." Her voice, for some odd reason, didn't seem to want to come out. "Hi?"
Snickers were passed around throughout the room, the Ravenclaws and Gryffindors whispering about her little charade. "I'd like to please pay attention, if that's alright with you of course?" he asked sarcastically, amused by the lack of tonage in her voice.
"Yeah .. Sure?" she said uncertainly. Professor Bloom walked up to the front of the class, while Colin nudged Ginny in the ribs. "Ow! Colin!" she whispered harshly, rubbing the sore spot. "Bloody hell, it burns!" Ginny completely forgot about Draco outside by the lake, so she didn't look back. It was too bad, for he was trying to get her to stray her eyes over there.
"He is one hot piece of .." Ginny raised an eyebrow. "Uh .. He is one hot piece of teaching skillfulness." finished up Colin, laughing uneasily.
"Right." drawled Ginny, smirking her way to Slytherin. "He's one hot piece of ass is what he is." she muttered, taking out her Potions textbook and opening it to the correct page.
"Okay, Class. I'd like to introduce a Potion I like to call, The Blood Vein." Taking out a huge stick and pointing to the blackboard, he continued, "I'm sure none of you know what this potion is, for it was only invented these past two weeks. It's been tested for years, being proven perfect. It's sister, The Rose Dew, is the antidote for this.
"The Blood Vein is a very powerful brew, consisting of unicorn hairs and werewolf blood. The combination itself is quite deadly, but this potion is meant to help, not hurt. Dabbing a small amount of the potion on your eyes, you see into the far future.
"You may all think this is a very great advantage, but The Blood Vein has one condition. In exchange for a sight of the future, the brew ill take your sight, causing you to be blinded for life. The Rose Dew has not been approved yet, for the person who was tested with it, died of a rather .. Unhealthy death.
"The Rose Dew is meant to heal the complications of The Blood Vein, curing your eyes and getting your sight back. These two potions are now the most complex in the wizarding world. If anyone can tell me why, I will award 20 Points to that certain house."
Looking around, Professor Bloom grinned. "No one at all?"
Ginny timidly raised her hand, awaiting for the Professor to call on her.
"Miss Weasely?"
Clearing her throat, Ginny announced, "The ingredients to The Blood Vein may only be two factors, but each have to be prepared in their own way. Only five pieces of unicorn hairs are allowed in the brew, each strand only being burned half way with fire. The fire, however, must be from a Dragon's mouth. Only the inferno from the creature could be used if you want to see into the future clearly.
"Now, for the werewolf blood, you will need at least three cups. The blood must be frozen cold when poured into the cauldron. This speeds up the 'seeing' process while you are on the journey to the forthcoming.
"The Rose Dew is a different story. Each ingredient is pure and simple. All you need is a pure red rose petals and the dew that falls from the sky on the fourth of every month. It's not as easy as it sounds. The rose could only be picked during the full moon of every Wednesday in the winter. This certain rose only grows in Rome, Italy during the cold weather. The dew can be retrieved in The Garden Of Love in Hogsmeade. The water that pours onto the lawn is a strange substance, but very useful in our world." Taking a huge breath, Ginny smiled, loving the surprised, but please look on the Professor's face.
"Very well done, Miss Weasely. I will award forty points to Gryffindor for the very great description." Many of the Ravenclaws in the class groaned, while the Gryffindors smiled themselves silly.
"Damn, Ginny. How much did you study last night?" teased Colin, wiggling his eyebrows.
"I like studying, thank you very much!" she snapped back.
"Whatever you say .." Colin batted his eyelashes. ".. Miss Weasely."
A/N: I know .. pitiful chapter .. well .. it'll get better .. i have the ohter chapter already .. well anyways .. btw, dean's gay .. just letting you all know .. & Neville and Lavender .. heh .. you'll just have to wait till the next chapter .. thanks for the reviews .. i love you guys !! :)
by the way : I made up the two potions up there .. The Blood Vein and The Rose Dew .. iunnoe just wanted to make something up .. lol .. it'll be needed later on in the story .. :)