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"Speech"
'thought'
' Past'
ch 4 : The infamous potion class
He returned to his room after dinner at great hall. He knew he was forgetting something but couldn't place finger on it So he decided to search his trunk for any lead. The trunk was a four chamber custom trunk he bought from China . His first compartment contain school supplies and second contain wardrobe. His third is library which can accommodate 300 books and had a table and chair for reading inside if needed. Fourth and his favourite compartment is his own private potion laboratory with a potion cabinet. It has a magical signature lock and several enchantments not even Dumbledore couldn't break.
He liked chemistry and cooking so he loved experimenting the reaction between potion ingredients and improving the potion. His favourite subjects is potion. He could brew any Potions up to his 3rd year.
While he was searching he noticed a letter in his school supplies inside the 1st year potion textbook addressed him from parents. He forgot about the letter that given to him from gringotts he felt so stupid forget something valuable as it is. He opened the letter to read. Inside was a letter written in the same flowing script in which his name was written on the front of the envelope.
My Dearest Harry,
If you're reading this letter it means I wasn't there to help you grow up; and I'm really sorry about that. You have to know writing this letter is the most difficult thing I done in my life we told sharpclaw to give you these letters at 11th birthday, how I wish to simply watch you grow but we are in war so I believe it wouldn't possible.
Your father and me decided to put our journal, our previous Hogwarts text books and my mastery books for you to study. I hope it will be helpful for you because as a muggle born to understand the concept better I pinpointed some references on the book. It will be on our vault along with Marauder Grimoire.
I hope by the time you read this you've grown into a wonderful young man and lovely boy under the care of either your godmother, Lady Alice Longbottom, and her husband, Lord Franklin Longbottom or Sirius Black, if dear Alice and Frank weren't able to take you in. If you've grown up with the Longbottoms then you would have also grown up alongside young Neville, a boy who is only a few hours older than you. If you were raised by Sirius (you used to call him 'Pa-foo') then I hope you're not getting into too much mischief with pranks.
No matter who raised you I hope your life to the day you read this letter has been a happy one, and that it will continue to be so. Know that your father and I love you and will continue to love you from 'The Great Beyond'.
You are my darling baby boy.
Your Mum,
Lady Lily Potter
After reading the letter, and not knowing whether to be happy to have read a letter from his own mother, or sad he didn't grow up as mother said.
Picking up the second envelope he already guessed it would be from his father.
Hey Prongslet (yes, that's you, Harry),
I solemnly swear I am up to no good
If you're reading this letter it means I wasn't there to help you grow up; and I'm really sorry about that. However, I hope you still have had a happy childhood with the Longbottoms or one of the other magical persons we specified in our wills with whom you were to be raised .
I'm sorry to inform you this but there is a betrothal contract for you. It is an ironclad I checked so don't need to fret over it. its an ancient magical contract. I sighed in relief when I heard about the contract since they have no girls at My time but that can't be say to you because I heard it from Sirius a girl was born for the Greengrass. yeah you heard me right you are betrothed to the daughter of Greengrass. If the daughter looks like when she grows up, are anything like her mother's, then I hope you won't regret the contract that much.
There is a copy of the betrothal contract in the Potter heirloom vault in the filing cabinet and Greengrass heirloom vault. I heard they are neutral in the war. You probably know we don't got opportunity to enjoy our life as war thrashed into our shoulders. We will try to stay alive out of the war and watch you grow up.
Try to live a life with love and to fullest. Love is a simple yet powerful thing harry so treat it gently. You are a heir of ancient and noble house of potter so respect people as they deserve.Live your life and while living try to enjoy it as much as you can
Once you turn eleven you can take the heir ring of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Potter. You will also take up your Lordship at the age of 13.when you are of age or are legally emancipated, whichever comes first you can be seated in Wizengamot. Potter is a very old wizarding House that traces its roots back many, many centuries. It's something for you of which to be very proud, as am I.
I asked Sharpclaw to deliver the letter on your eleventh birthday so you will have time to adjust to this news. Plus, you will need time and training to learn what it means to be the Head of such an Ancient House. Your guardians and Sharpclaw (or his successor) will be able to help you with this. There is a invisibility clock we potters passed on to their sons on the 11th birthday. When Dumbledore asked me to give him the clock for a check up I gave him and had a unbreakable vow with him to return when you or Lily asked.
Now that the scary official stuff is out of the way, I want you to know that I love you with all my heart. I want you to have a very happy and long life and have lots of sons and daughters of your own, so you can experience just how much we love you.
You are also the son of a Marauder, so I expect to be watching you pull lots of pranks. I will be laughing with you when you pull them. We made a Marauder Grimoire for future Marauders, it is placed in potter vault you can access by telling sharpclaw. use it and make us legend.
Mischief managed
Your loving father,
Prongs James 'Dad' Potter
A single tear break from his eyes flew through his cheeks when he finished the letter. ' will.. huh I have to check that out during holidays. Oh shit... I am betrothed to Daphne. Fantastic now I have to write a letter to lord Greengrass informing the betrothal if he didn't know about it and invisibility clock that passed on for ages he don't know how to think about that.' he thought.
He closed the curtain and slept that night happily knowing that his parents loved him. Next morning when he woke up, he felt refreshed. He completed his morning rituals and run around lake before going down for breakfast. He has double Potions with gryffs that day, he was quite excited to learn Potions.
They decided to go early not to displease the head of house anymore than they have to. Harry took seat next to Daphne and Tracy seated with Blaise. After a while Draco Malfoy came with his two bodyguards, when he saw harry seated with Daphne he seethed inwardly and decided show his superiority to potter since it is potion class he can do whatever he want because the professor is his godfather. He stopped in front of potter
Hello Potter" He drawled
"Hello Malfoy" Harry drawled right back "can I help you? If you're not sure where to sit then I'd advise one of the empty chairs, preferably one of the ones away from me"
"Shut it Potter, do you think you're funny?
"I am actually not funny I'm just mean and people think I'm joking" he replied in a straight face then ignored Malfoy for returning the book
"Are you deaf Potter? Don't you know one should turn around to listen to his superiors?" Malfoy drawled
"Find them first" harry replied casually
"How dare you" Draco sneered "I am heir of ancient and noble house of Malfoy"
Well, I congratulate you for being born" Harry said dryly "though I must say I pity your father, he must have it bad when his son's only form of accomplishment is existing" he replied and decided to ignore the blonde ponce again hoping he would take hint and leave.
Didn't your mother teach you to not to ignore when superiors speak to you?" Draco sneered before laughing "Oh yeah, forgot you don't even have one." everyone who was in the class watched, wondering what Harry would do. What they did not expect was him to smile.
he said "And if having living mothers means having failure sons like you, I am more than happy to have a dead mother who still taught me how to value things in life."
Don't disrespect me and my mother Potter ,You think you're so important, you know what I think you are nothing but a stupid half-bloods that came from a filthy Mudblood" Malfoy spat out the last word with disgust.
"I don't care what you think of me Malfoy, I don't think about you at all" harry said in a sharp tone
"..." Malfoy growled again bringing his wand between Harry's eyes, inches away from his face. This was meant to look threatening but to Malfoy's surprise, Harry smirked.
"Poor little Malfoy" Harry began in an innocent voice, "Not knowing how games are played and claiming himself to be the biggest player alive." He shook his head in mock pity before speaking again "Say Malfoy, why do you think I didn't subdue you the moment you opened your mouth? Let me tell you why." He leaned back a bit, completely assured that he was having the blonde idiot's full attention.
"Because I knew that would come off as me attacking you, and I for sure won't want that. But, if its you who attacked me first then I can easily subdue you and claim that it happened in pure self-defence ." Harry's smirk widened simultaneously with Malfoy's eyes, he knew his words were having a profound impact on the blonde idiot.
"I am warning you potter, you are threading in a dangerous path by antagonizing the heir of ancient and noble house of Malfoy". He sneered even though he was intimidated inside at the sight of Avada kedavra green eyes filled with power hoping his godfather will came and gave punishment for potter.
"Malfoy are you always so stupid or is today a special occasion" harry said in a exasperated tone.
What" Malfoy snapped
"Let's start a history lesson shall we" Harry began and leaned back a bit to get comfortable, for he knew this might be his first and hopefully last long talk with the Malfoy heir.
"House Malfoy, a house that originated about 400 years ago in French colonies. your first witch was a muggleborn about whom no one knows." Harry saw Malfoy's face tint a bit pink
"Not possible. You are lying through your teeth Potter!"
"Am I? Dear Merlin, I would've thought that someone who puts as much stock in blood as you do would at least look up your family history, nearly any book on old magical families can tell you the same thing Malfoy.
One of your forefathers, namely Armand Malfoy who was a who was a farmer came over to England. Then they gave birth to a squib who married another squib and produced a child named Septimus Malfoy."
Harry chanced a glance around himself, only to find each and every eye on him as everyone was literally drinking his words, this was why he never spoke much but he had started it and so it was his duty to finish today's assembly, "This also forced you towards British isles under the guidance ofMr. SeptimusMalfoy about 250 years ago." He finished with finality in his words and grinned as he saw Malfoy's pink turn slowly into red.
"You don't know what you are saying Potter. My father will hear all about this. Then we will see where that smirk vanishes." Malfoy growled though he don't know how his father would look at the confrontation. His father told him to befriend the Boy Who Lived and when he did instead of proud of being a friend of Malfoy he refused. There is a problem with slytherin as well if he have regain the prince of slytherin he'd have to put potter in his place.
It was in 1860s that Mr. Septimus Malfoy caught the then Lord Arthemius Weasley red handed giving Wizengamot secrets to Italy and Spain. Giving rise to the Weasley-Malfoy blood feud, The Weasleys were stripped off their lands and titles while the Malfoys were given all of that making them receive the title of a noble house makingLordSeptimus Malfoy the first of his kind." Harry continued ignoring the defence of Malfoy and knew his words hit home when he saw Weasley go red.
"So, as I was saying Malfoy, there's a slight correction. House Malfoy is noble, yes. But anAncienthouse? Go clean your messed up brain." Harry sneered in a perfect Slytherin way.
Malfoy is at loss of word, Not only he hadn't befriended potter but also lots of information about Malfoys are exposed. Father will not be happy about this.
Noticing a chance, Harry inched forward and grabbed him by neck and whispered in ear " choose your friend closely and choose your enemy wisely" with that said he sat down
Draco couldn't help but back away and take a seat on the other side of the classroom, as far away from Harry as he could get. He knew one thing he hated potter. The other students looked at Harry with a sense of respect and surprise, except Hermione who was glaring at him for making a scene.
After that dramatic speech class become quiet until doors opened and The doors closed with a 'BANG' and Severus Snape glided in the dank potions room, his black robes billowing behind him. He reached his table and eyed each and every student, his eyes stayed a while longer on Harry but then moved on as if speaking to the boy was just wasting time.
He began taking the roll call, and as he reached Harry's name, he paused and said softly "Ah yes. Harry Potter. Our new celebrity." He said with hope the boy would take the bait and get himself in a detention, unfortunately for him the boy kept a neutral face without any emotion that the boy kept during occumelency practice. Everyone is now curious that, will potter confront Snape too but disappointed when he didn't take the bait.
The class was silent. Everyone had heard stories about how mean Snape could be. After he finished calling out names, he began. "You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of Potion making. As there is little wand waving here many of you would find it hard to believe this is magic. I can teach you how to bottle fame, blew glory, even stopper death-if you aren't as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach."
Granger girl was on the edge of the seat no doubt hoping to prove she wasn't a dunderhead. Like Snape would care- from he heard the man despised 99% of Gryffindors and he could tell her attitude would not go down well with him.
Pop quiz time Potter! Tell me, what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" He sneered as Harry stood up ignoring Hermione Granger as she thrust her hand up into the air but everyone with few brain cells can tell Snape was intentionally ignoring her, he didn't like the way his head of house had picked him out. He knew the answer, it was child's play for him.
The other Slytherins were mildly surprised that Snape would suddenly put one of his own Slytherins on the spot, after all it was known that he favoured all Slytherins. Though they didn't act too surprised, all he was really doing was asking a few questions that members of Slytherin house would be expected to know. But Draco looked very smug about insulting potter.
"Say something Potter, we don't have whole day to see you state me like the fool you are." Snape spat out like Harry was his worst enemy. Confusing the boy even more.
"Draught of the living death, sir." Harry said in a monotone voice, he saw Snape's eye twitch a bit but it was momentary. A lucky guess won't save you ." Snape sneered again "Where Potter, will I get a bezoar?" He again prodded the teenage mage.
"Stomach of a goat, sir." Harry was getting confused now, what had he done to receive this? Hermione raised her hand even higher and leaning in her seat, her hand waving about like a frantic 3-year-old.
"Child's play. Let's try again, what is the difference between monkshood and wolfsbane ?" Snape was smirking now as if he had just showed Harry his place.
nobody likes a know it all. And sit down! You foolish girl" He snapped at Granger who had stood up, she ducked her head and sat down.
"They are the same plant sir, no difference." Harry knew something was off, was it because Snape's punishment had been renounced the first day? Was that the reason he was receiving this? Maybe, but Harry saw Snape clench his fists behind his table and that smirk was nowhere to be seen.
"How many drops of Veritaserum is to be given to get the recipient under control?" Snape was for sure not going to back down and now all of the class is confused and watching the little ping pong game played between the professor and potter.
"Three drops in the middle of their tongue."
"What will I get if I added lacewing flies, powdered bicorn, shredded boomslang skin and Fluxweed ?"
"The polyjuice potion, sir."
"Squill bulb, murtlap tentacle, Occamy shells and tincture of thyme are mixed, what's the result?"
"Felix Felicis also known as Liquid luck."
Snape couldn't believe it, this was plainly impossible! The boy was blatantly cheating and showing him off. This was preposterous!
"How many more turns are needed to turn a boil cure into a healing salve?"
"Five clockwise and thirteen anticlockwise, but this has to be done before adding the porcupine quills or one will create an itching potion instead."
"20 points to Slytherin, why Don't you all write down it?." Snape seemed pleased to give his house points and displeased at brat for answering all questions.
Now, instructions are on the board. Begin."
Snape had set them a simple potion to cure boils- one Harry had made quite a few times before. He went around, complimenting the Slytherins and leaving a few competent lions alone.
Just as he was showing everyone how perfectly Draco and his partner Pansy Parkinson had stewed the horned slugs, there was a loud hissing in the room. Weasley and his partner Finnigan somehow managed to melt their cauldron they and Neville Longbottom were drenched in the incomplete potion which had caused boils to sprout everywhere.
"Idiot boys- I suppose you added the porcupine quills before taking the cauldron off the fire? Off you go to the hospital wing."
He then rounded on Hermione and parvati, who had been working next to them. "Why did you not tell them to not do it? Thought it would have made you look better, Granger? That will be 5 points from Gryffindor."
Harry and Daphne worked together to make perfect boil's cure. Professor never commented on their potion and simply ignored it even though he noticed the professor giving him some subtle glance.
He liked potion but with this teacher he don't know if he will start to hate Potions. Potions are one of the dangerous fields of magic, if you don't take precautions seriously, a blow up of a cauldron can cause serious harm even death. That's why he always use a apron and glass used in his chemistry class during brewing potion.
He frowned at the unprofessionalism and bias shown by professor and lack of safety of children. He didn't need to be a genius to connect the dots and realize how much Hogwarts's standard has fallen.
When he walked out of room after class, he couldn't help but think ' why Snape hate him? Is this going to a trouble during his stay for 7 years.'
When he arrived at the great hall for lunch, Gryffindor are openly gawking at him and other houses also looking at him with a curious gaze. He knew from these looks his confrontation between Malfoy spread around the school like a fiendfyre. He also noticed from a corner of eye headmaster giving a curious gaze. He ignored the looks and completed his lunch and went into next class which is history of magic. After class is over he started to explore the castle himself. He kept his exploration to first two levels. From 2nd floor he discovered a easy passage to corner near great hall.
