How To Correctly Break Rules
By NefariousImp
AN: Thanks for all the reviews! I might miss getting a chapter out tomorrow, I have an appointment.
Chapter: Having Fun In Potions
They had two months before March twentieth arrived, announcing Spring. The five friends would separate for an unknown length of time. Harry and Ron staying and finishing as much school as possible before Voldemort confronted them.
Draco and Hermione were graduating early, they were the Heads and therefore had the best grades in school.
Ginny still had one year left. Dumbledore had agreed that if school was resumed next year, then Ginny would not only be Head girl, but she wouldn't even have to make up what she missed this year by leaving early.
All of the Legilimency that the five had practiced on each other had brought them very close together.
They had all seen a piece or two of each others lives and had grown to understand each other in ways other friends, or even reletives, couldn't fathom.
Ginny and Harry had at somepoint gotten together.
There were rumors, that were totally true, floating around.
Apparently, Ginny had finally had enough and had thrown Harry against the wall right after lunch, knocking his glasses askew, and had snogged his surprised face off, much to Harry's obvious delight. Obvious meaning he had to walk all the way from just outside the Great Hall up to Gryffindor Tower with a noticable hard-on.
Draco had told everyone that in order to get to Hermione he would have to pretend to be friends with her friends, so he hung out with them often.
It was the end of February when Hermione came running up to the others.
"I did it!" She squealed throwing her arms around Draco.
"Did what?" Draco asked squirming out of her octopus grip.
"I actually did it! I made..." She stopped and looked around. "I think I'll tell you later. Guess how many hours it took me to make it?" They shrugged. She grinned pulled out her wand and wrote the number twelve in the air.
They opened their eyes wide as they realized that it must be something very important to call Dumbledore to their room at midnight. It meant utmost secrecy.
Harry caught on first.
"It took you twelve hours to make it?" She nodded through the lie. It had taken her since Christmas break to make it. It was the main spell she had been working on since Draco had given her the book that could teach her how to make them.
"Was it that potion that if you drink it makes the iron rod in your ass disappear?" Draco grinned. Hermione's mouth dropped in outrage and she smacked him. He just smirked.
"No, but you just said the magic words to make sure it stays there longer." Hermione grinned at him and turned away. Harry and Ron were laughing as Draco chased after her.
"Sweetheart, you know, I was just joking. I didn't really mean it..." Harry wiped the tears from his eyes as the two Heads walked around the corner.
"Do you think she'll give in to him?" Harry whispered.
"Of course not, I don't think Draco's gonna get any for a long time, now." He said with a pleased grin. He lowered his voice so all of the people who had been watching the scene couldn't hear. "Plan or not." Harry nodded and they walked to their next class, Potions.
By the time they arrived Draco had taken a seat next to Hermione, leaving Ron to sit with the Slytherins. He wasn't very happy. Harry sat on the other side of Draco, who kept leaning over and whispering to Hermione.
Harry grinned as she ignored him.
Snape came in the room and almost tripped on his robes as he saw the unusual seating arrangement.
"Open your books to page 264. Today we will be making a Shrinking Solution." He said standing in front of the blackboard. He narrowed his eyes as he saw Draco trying to get Hermione to talk to him. "Twenty points from Gryffindor for lack of attention, Miss. Granger." Her eyes, that hadn't even left him since he walked into the class, grew wide.
"But, I've been looking at you the whole time, Sir." He grinned nastily.
"Perhaps, but I could see the glazed over look in your eye that appears whenever Mr. Malfoy is in your presence. It clearly wasn't me you were thinking of." Hermione got pissed. And whenever Hermione gets pissed, we get entertainment.
She stood up abruptly and knocked over her chair.
"Professor, I was thinking of having sex with him. Are you suggesting that I think of having sex with you instead?" She asked with a sweet smile.
Snapes eyes bugged out and he took an involutary step backward, stumbling as he hit the foot of his flippable chalkboard. He flailed his arms to get his balance, but hit the bottom of the board making it flip over and his arm and upper body following its progress.
By the time everything stilled he was bent over the wooden bar that holds up the board. And the chalkboard itself had come all the way around and had given him a solid 'THWACK' on his upturned ass.
No one moved, no one made a sound, but everyone fought the urge to laugh.
Hermione fought the urge to run.
'I've just spanked the Professor. And not just any Professor, but Snape! God, I'm glad this didn't happen last year. He would have killed me.' She thought.
Snape slowly untangled himself and straightened his robes before turning to face the class.
He glared into her eyes for several minutes.
'What kind of punishment do you give a girl, that's humiliating enough, for inadvertantly spanking a teacher?' Snape thought to himself. 'Taking house points affects the whole group. She is the main target. Detention, yes, but what to make her do for detention.'
Just as he was about to make a decision, the door to the classroom opened.
Dumbledore, who had been watching the class on his video surveillence, had finally managed to get the lemon drop out of his throat where he had choked on it from laughing so hard, and had come to rescue the poor Gryffindor.
"Ah, Professor Snape." Dumbledore tried his best to keep from laughing and managed to let loose a small chuckle, to which Snape glared at him. "I am in need of Miss Grangers services. She will miss the rest of the class hour."
Hermione, realizing that she had been saved, didn't need to be told twice. She gathered up her books and rushed for the door.
"Miss Granger." Snape said smoothly. She froze just beside the Headmaster and turned slowly, holding her breath.
"Yes, Professor?"
"You will report for detention, the hour before lunch today."
She knew she'd regret asking but she had to know.
"Just one, Sir?" He smiled evilly.
"One is all I'll need." He said. Draco, whipped his head over to Harry and whispered.
"Did that sound like an innuendo to you?" Harry stifled a laugh, not answering. Draco slouched down in his seat and grumbled. "Sneaky Slytherin bastard better not be hitting on my girlfriend." Snape heard him and turned to look at his godson with a smirk on his face, which only made Draco more paranoid. Hermione and Dumbledore had left and Snape turned back to his desk.
"Now, as I was saying, turn to page 264. We will be making a Shrinking Solution." He turned and straightend the blackboard.
Meanwhile, Hermione was walking down the hall beside Dumbledore who had been chuckling non-stop since the Potions door had shut behind them. He even snorted a time or two amidst his laughs.
"Headmaster, may I ask what's so funny?" Hermione asked, wondering whether the old man had finally lost his marbles.
"My dear, Miss Granger. I do believe that you have just become my most favorite student of all time. I was watching on the telly." Hermione finally understood and blushed deep red.
"Sir, thank you for saving me. I know he's..., well, I know who Snape really is, but he's still very intimidating."
"I was also saving Professor Snape. He didn't know what to do with you." He chuckled again. "If he was who everyone thinks he is, he would probably find some way to injure you or come close to that. But this way he can give you a punishment that is fitting for the crime, and let everyone else wonder what exactly it was."
"He's not going to just let me get off scott-free. I SPANKED him!"
"True, but if you want my honest opinion, Miss Granger, I do believe that he finds the situation rather amusing."
"Ok, now I know you've lost your marbles!" she muttered. He heard her and looked askance at her. She blushed again.
"I believe I saw a certain number earlier in the hallways, which was why I was watching you. Let's go to my office and you can tell me about what has you so excited." He said.
A few minutes later they were seated in his office. He put a silencing and sealing spell on the room. He nodded to her to begin.
That night, the seven people gathered in the Heads Common room to listen to Hermione explain what it was she had created.
Besides the five teens and Dumbledore, Snape was now a part of the meetings. Draco had looked him in the eye as they were leaving the room and had passed on a message with the new Occlumency technique that Harry had showed him.
It had taken others years to master the Arts of Legilimency and Occlumency on their own, but it had taken the seven of them only a month to not only master them but find new loopholes in them.
They had three, who were Masters already, to teach them.
Harry was gifted with more powerful magical abilities since he had part of Voldemorts powers as well as his own powers, which were amazing in their own right. He caught on fast once he actually believed in himself, and was the first to be able to create his false memories, not just cover up the ones he didn't want anybody to see.
Hermione had an amazing knack for noticing things that others wouldn't, not to mention combining the knowledge that she had accumulated over the years. Combining Muggle and Magical knowledge to polish off the rough edges of pre-existing spells.
Ginny, unlike Ron, had a knack for quick thinking and a sharpness of mind that gave her Ravenclaw-like attributes, but her courage shone brighter, which correctly marked her as Gryffindor.
Ron...well, (Ron's our loyal comic relief! He's about as quick-witted as a potatoe, as hot-tempered as a blast-ended Skewrt, and him puking up slugs first year made everyone of us gag. But he is a loyal friend who'll risk his life for anyone he cares about. And that's why, despite his just sad panting over Hermione in the books we love him.) Ron is Ron.
So, Hermione, who was the only one still standing, began pace and talk excitedly, waving her hands, gesturing.
"You all know the Killing Curse is unblockable by any shield or spell known to the wizarding world. But I got to thinking what if we combined the Killing Curse with a shield. What if we made a shield OUT OF the Killing Curse?" She looked at the assembled group expectantly. Snape and Dumbledore had looks on their faces of complete astonishment.
"Have you already made the spell?" Harry asked. Hermione nodded excitedly.
"Yes, but the only problem is there is absolutly no way to test it without using the Killing Curse. And what if it didn't work? So, I'll teach you the spell, but there's no guarantee that it will do what we hope it will."
"Which is?" Ron asked. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Hopefully it will simply absorb the Killing Curse thrown at you. And if we're lucky, it will refresh the shield, not hit it and then it's all used up and disappears."
"Miss Granger, I believe, I'm thouroughly impressed with you." Snape said with a smile.
"This might work! Will the shield let other spells through, or even a Killing curse that the one with the shield throws out? Or will the shield absorb it too?"
"It would probably absorb it too, but it will let other curses through, however, seeing as how the killing curse means 'let the thing be destroyed' it would probably weaken other curses, or maybe even destroy them. It's untested. We'll only find out when we cast it. Also, if someone were to touch the shield it would probably destroy them and the shield, being used, would drop."
"We stand a chance! We actually stand a chance! Hermione, I could kiss you!" Harry stood and grabbed her in a hug, lifting her off the floor and danced around with her giggling.
"Alright, let's get to work. Could we practice on animals?" Ron asked.
"Ronald! Of course not!" Ginny smacked his arm.
"Not even on blast-ended skewrt's?" He asked.
The seven looked at each other.
It was an idea, and nobody really liked those mean things.
TBC...
AN: Hope everybody liked this chapter, I had alot of fun writing it. I think the Plot Fairy smacked me upside the head this weekend. Course, I think so did the Snack Fairy! I'm Hungry! Hey, I need ideas for punishments so if anybody can think of one that fits the crime.Heehee, let me know.