At breakfast Harry whispered to Ron, "I'm going to go to the room tonight. Do you want to go or play interference?"
"We're all coming with you." Ron answered, "The twins are going to make a ruckus about me needing girl advice from them after dinner. We'll disappear from the common room and meet you there. How are you going to do it?"
Harry grinned, "I'll let you know the plan later."
Harry notice Neville and Hermione arriving and bumped Ron's shoulder. He grinned up at them and waved as the two of them sat across from Harry and Ron.
"Morning." Neville greeted them.
"Morning." Harry replied and jumped right in, "Neville am I reading our herbology book, right? Are Monkshood and Wolfsbane the same plant?"
"They are." He agreed, "The plant actually has a third name, aconite."
"Why do we have three names for the same plant?" Ron asked, "It's just confusing."
"Muggles do it all the time." Hermione pointed out, "We have the name it's generally known by and then the scientific name that designates is Genus. A third can be a nickname or one of foreign origin."
"Oh." Ron blinked, "That makes… sense, I guess."
"It will be time for class soon." Harry interrupted, "We better finish eating."
"What do we have first?" Neville asked.
The day started well enough but Harry knew potions was going to be a nightmare and not only because he was going to get a detention. They arrived at class and Harry sat with Neville while Ron sat with Hermione. It was different from last time and Harry hated to include Neville but he couldn't sit alone.
"Potter our new celebrity." Snape drawled, "Tell me what will I get if I add Powdered Root of Asphodel to an infusion of Wormwood?"
Harry was about to answer when he realized Snape was possibly talking about more than a potion. Asphodel was a type of lily and wormword was bitter. Is he bitter that I'm Lily's child or is he bitter about losing her?
"No answer?" Snape started to enjoy the torture.
"Sorry I had to think for a moment to remember." Harry grimaced, "That is the Draught of Living Death."
"Very well." He nodded once and tried again, "Where would you look if I tell you to find me a Bezoar?"
"First I'd try the potion ingredient storage area." Harry tried not to smirk, "But if it wasn't there, I'd have to get it from the stomach of a goat."
"One point from Gryffindor for cheek and an incomplete answer." Snape snarked, "It will save you from the most poisons, is the information you left out. Now what is the difference between Monkshood and Wolfsbane?"
"We were talking about that over breakfast." Harry smiled brightly, "They are the same plant and Neville told me it also goes by the name of Aconite."
"Well what are you all waiting for write this down in your notes, its important information." Snape snarled at the rest of the class.
When it came time to brew Harry and Neville were doing well until Neville put in the quills without taking it off the fire.
"Potter detention for not catching that dunderhead doing things wrong." Snape growled and vanished the mess, "Now take him to the infirmary."
Ron moved to their table and packed their bags while his and Hermione's potion was at a place where she could spare him. He sat them by his bag and continued with their potion. Harry felt terrible for not stopping the incident but he needed that detention to carry out his plan. Neville had been covered in the potion last time, but Harry was able to pull him out of the way to stop most of the potion from hitting him. This time he just had some on his face and hands.
"Boil cure exploded I'd say." Madam Pomfrey stated as Harry led Neville in.
"Yes Ma'am." Harry replied, "We forgot to take it off the fire before we put the quills in."
"Don't worry I'll have you fixed in a jiffy." She smiled at them as she fixed Neville, "This happens at least once a year. He really should emphasize that as a problem."
"Thank you." Neville sighed with relief as the pain lessened.
"Any on you dear?" she asked Harry.
"No, I had dropped my quill and bent down to pick it up." Harry replied, "I'm pretty sure I avoided it."
"Let me give you a look." She waved her wand. She looked confused at the results and ran them again, "You've been seen by a healer recently?"
"Yes Ma'am." Harry answered, "Accidental magic took me to Diagon Alley and a healer fixed me up."
He'd have to write to Kingsley during lunch although they were expecting Dumbledore to ask sometime soon. Harry and Neville were excused to go to lunch and they met Ron and Hermione carrying their bags. The rest of the day was fairly quiet. When dinner ended, they began to leave and Harry was wondering how he'd get away from Hermione and Neville.
"Hermione would you minding helping me with my potions homework?" Neville asked, "I'd ask Harry but I think he's had enough of me and potions for today."
Harry laughed as Hermione agreed. The two of them headed off as the twins caught up with Ron and Harry.
"Too bad you have detention." Fred began.
"I was looking forward to getting into the room." George shook his head.
"We have time." Harry grinned, "Detention doesn't start for about an hour. Hermione and Neville are sidetracked so we're ready now."
"Let's go." The twins grinned.
The two younger boys led as they made their way up to the seventh floor. Harry paced in front of the wall and the door appeared to draw itself out of the wall. He opened the door when it appeared and shooed them in. The twins stopped just inside the door.
"Merlin's pants." They chorused together.
"I was expecting something smaller." George was looking around with wide eyes.
"I have one bit of bad news and three of good news." Harry grinned.
"Bad news?" Ron asked.
"I don't know exactly where it is." Harry chuckled at their groans.
"And three pieces of good news?" Fred asked with trepidation.
"It's down the main row that has a stuffed troll." Harry explained, "It's off to the right and it's within fifty feet of the troll."
"We'll be here for hours." George huffed.
"We have three." Harry began to walk down aisles looking for the troll.
"But you've got a two-hour detention in one hour." Ron pointed out.
"I've put a ward on a broom cupboard down near potions, within sight but not in the main corridor." Harry explained, "No one will see or think of that cupboard until I take it off."
"What good will that do?" Fred asked.
Harry put a pained look on his face, "Professor someone knocked me out and I woke up in that cupboard."
"Gred?" George pretended to wipe an eye as he grabbed onto his brother's arm, "I've never been so proud of little Harrikins."
"Me too." Fred joined in wiping his own eyes.
"Gits." Ron chuckled and they began to search in earnest.
After two and three quarters hours they hadn't found anything. They marked off the rows they'd been searching and headed for the door. Fred pulled out the map and checked for people nearby. When no one was found they turned themselves invisible and headed for the dungeon. A quick check of his wards proved no one had been near. He cleared off his magic and started to enter the cupboard.
"Ok Ron, lock me in using something from sixth or seventh year." Harry instructed.
"And clear my magical signature, I've got it." He agreed, "Just shut the door when you're ready and don't forget to be visible when they open the door."
"Then head back to the common room." Harry said, "You can tell them Fred and George came to escort me back from detention and that you went back alone not wanting to be near Snape if you don't have to."
"We'll give you five minutes." Fred told him.
They heard voices coming down the corridor so they fell silent. Ron patted George as he left. He was already down the hall when a few seventh year Slytherins trouped by the invisible twins. About five minutes later the twins returned to the visible spectrum and went to the potions classroom door and knocked.
"What?" Snape tore the door open.
"We just came to escort Harry back to Gryffindor." Fred offered.
"He didn't show up to his detention." Snape began to close the door.
"Wait a minute." George yelled, "We walked him half way here, we know he came."
Harry heard them talking and began to beat on the door.
"What is that noise?" Snape asked.
"Help!" Harry yelled, "I'm locked in."
The twins and Snape moved down the side hall and found the broom cupboard with the noise, "Potter?"
"Yes! Finally!" Harry yelled, "Get me out!"
Snape tried several spells on the door before it clicked open, "What were you doing in there?"
"I came down for my detention and someone grabbed me, shoved me in and locked the door." Harry sat shakily on the floor outside the door, "I didn't see who it was. I tried Alohamora several times but I must not have done it right."
"The charm that locked the door was a seven-year spell." Snape pinched the bridge of his nose, "Alohamora wouldn't have unlocked it. You two make sure he gets back to his dorm without causing any more chaos."
"Should we take him to Madam Pomfrey?" Fred asked concerned.
A quick wave from Snape's wand and he replied, "No need, he has no injuries."
"Come on Harry." George reached out to help him up, "Let's go."
"Thank you, sir." Harry grabbed the hand and stood with his help.
"Harry you do not need to call me sir." George huffed.
"Idiot." Harry chuckled and gave him a small punch.
"Directly back to the common room." Snape's order followed them up the hall.
Ron was waiting in the common room, "How was detention?"
"I never made it." When Harry answered the common room went silent.
"What happened?" Ron stood looking concerned.
"Someone locked him…" George began
"…in a broom cupboard " Fred added.
"…just down from…" George continued.
"…the Potions classroom." Fred finished.
"Snape had to unlock it." They said together.
"Do you know who the twins need to prank?" Oliver asked.
"No clue." Harry shrugged, "Snape said it was locked with a seventh-year spell."
"Good thing they decided to walk you back." Ron sighed with relief, "Who knows how long it would have taken to find you."
"I suggest that any first through third year who has a detention in potions gets escorted all the way there and back." Percy spoke up.
"Good suggestion Percy." The seventh-year male prefect said, "Firsties stay in groups, run if confronted by older students, especially Slytherins and inform a prefect if you've got detention so we can provide escort."
Harry was a bit shocked at the new requirements. He didn't think that would have ever happened in their previous time line. He wondered if they had changed things that much or because it was Harry that had been hurt that spurred it. At any rate he thought it was a great suggestion.
"When is your next detention Harry?" Percy asked.
"Next one?" he asked confused.
"To make up for the one you missed tonight." Percy explained.
"He didn't assign one." Harry shrugged, "He'll probably tell me tomorrow but I'm not going to go ask."
"Smart lad." George patted his head.
Harry swatted at him again.