The next day Harry Tracey and Ron were standing there laughing at first years a little thinking about their trouble looking for everything.

"History of Magic is upstairs,

ladies, not down. Mr. Davis, Mr. Davis, that is the girls' lavatory." McGonagall said.

Then looked and saw Harry and Ron.

"Potters."

"Oh this can't be good." Harry said.

"Enjoying ourselves are we?" she asked.

"Oh we had a free period Professor." Tracey said.

"So I noticed. I would think that you would want to use it with potions. Or do neither of you wish to be an aurar?"

"Well Professor Snape wanted an outstanding." Tracey said.

"So you did Ms. Potter. And Mr. Potter got an outstanding. When Professor Snape was the teacher. As for Professor Slughorn he accepts students with just an Exceeds Expectations."

"Alright, good. Well we'll go there straight away." Harry said.

"Good, and Potters, take Mr. Weasley with you. He looks far too entertained."

So they headed to class.

"I don't wanna take potions. There's quidditch trials and I need to practice." Ron said.

"Suck it up Ron. And besides, Harry is the captain now." Tracey said.

When they got there they heard Slughorn talking about a potion.

"Attention to detail in the preparation is the prerequisite of all plan. Harry, my boy, Tracey my girl. I've been beginning to worry. You two brought someone with us, I see."

"Ron Weasley, sir." Ron said. "But I'm dead awful at Potions. A menace, actually so. I'm probably just gonna-."

"Nonsense, we'll sort you out. Any friend of Harry's is a friend of mine. Get your books out."

"I'm sorry, sir, we haven't actually got our book yet and nor is Ron."

"Mum wanted to make it quick and safe for us. And I don't know why Ron doesn't have one though." Tracey said.

"Not to worry, get what you want from the cupboard. Now as I was saying, I prepared some concoctions this morning. Any ideas what these might be?"

So they headed to grab a book. There were three books. Ron grabbed one first, then Tracey and the last one Harry.

Then Hermione raised her hand.

"Yes, Miss...?"

"Granger, sir. That one there is veritaserum. It's a truth-telling serum. And that one- It's terribly tricky to make. This is Amortentia. The most powerful love potion in the world. It's rumored to smell differently to each person according to what attracts them."

Then she walked over to it and sniffed it.

"For example, I smell... Freshly mown grass and new parchment and... Spearmint toothpaste."

"Now Amortentia doesn't create actual love. That would be impossible, but it does cause powerful infatuation or obsession. And for that reason,

it is probably the most dangerous potion in this room." Slughorn said.

"Sir, you haven't told us what's in that one." someone said.

"Oh yes. What you see before you, ladies and gentlemen, is a curious little potion, known as Felix Felicis. But it is more commonly known referred to as-" Slughorn started.

"Liquid luck." Hermione finished.

Yes, Miss Granger. Liquid luck. Desperately tricky to make, disastrous should you get it wrong. One sip and you'll find that all of your endeavours succeed. At least until the effects wear off. So this is what I offer each of you today. One tiny vial of liquid luck to the student who in the hour that remains, manages to brew an acceptable Draught of Living Dead. Recipes for which can be found on page 10 of your books. Issue one doubt, however. Only one set of student manage to brew a potion of sufficient quality to claim this prize. Nevertheless, good luck to you all. Let the brewing commence!" he said.

When they got the ingredients they opened their book and started.

Harry saw on the side saying,

'This Book is belongs to the half blood prince.'

So he opened it and saw different ways to make it.

When he got to the cutting part he saw it say crush it. So he did that and Tracey and Hermione were shocked.

"How did you do that?" Hermione asked.

"Crush it don't cut it." he said.

"No, the instructions specifically say to cut." she said.

"No really." he said.

While they tried to make it Harry did as the book said.

When it was his turn for Slughorn to check it he was shocked.

"Merlin's beard! It's perfect! In fact if we even touched it it would kill us all!" he said.

"Like I promised, one tiny vial of liquid luck. Use it well." he said.

Then everyone started clapping and Tracey was smiling.

'I had a feeling you were going to get it. Or at least close because mum was helping you.' Tracey said.

'Thanks.' Harry said.