Welcome to chapter three of "Life Is One COMPLICATED Riddle!" Thanks for your reviews! Sorry for the long wait. School is overwhelming. High School applications and such. I'm probably gonna continue writing this story, because I know exactly where it's going. Review and stay tuned!
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Life Is One COMPLICATED Riddle - Chapter 3 -
Dylan followed the path that Min had told her about, and found the Potions classroom, looking exactly like in the movies. She walked up and sat at a table, and pulled out her textbook, skimming through until she found what she was looking for. Draught of Living Death.
Then, she pulled out a quill and revised the instructions, circling "Cut one sopophourus bean, and add juice to cauldron." and wrote the alternative, "Crush with flat side of silver dagger, releases juice better." She then wrote "Add a clockwise stir every seventh counterclockwise stir." next to the book's instruction.
After a while, she heard someone come in. She looked up, and saw Tom walk in, flash her a curious look, and walk to his table before Dylan could respond. After a few minutes of sitting in silence, the only sound being the light scratching of Dylan's quill against the paper of her book, she glanced up, instantly meeting Tom's eyes from across the room. She raised her eyebrow, and went back to revising her book.
Soon, students started piling in, and Charlus, thankfully, took the spot that blocked her from Riddle's view.
"So, how was cozy time with Riddle?" He asked, smirking.
Dylan raised an eyebrow, "Cozy time? We stayed at different tables and I revised my book." She said, closing the textbook on her desk.
"What was he doing?" Charlus asked.
"I don't know, and I don't care. Happy?" She replied.
"Okay, no need to get snappy." He said, pulling out his book.
Dylan sighed. "Sorry, alright? I just very much dislike him."
Charlus looked back up. "Really? Why?" He asked.
"Called Jude a mudblood the other day at Flourish and Blotts." She muttered.
"But aren't you two half bloods?" He asked.
"Yes. He's so judgy." She hissed, glaring at Riddle's head over Charlus' shoulder.
"Judgy?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "That's not a-"
"Yes, I know it's not a word." She whispered as Slughorn walked into the room.
"Good morning, sixth years!" The man said, walking to the front of the room.
The class replied with a groggy, "Good morning Professor Slughorn..."
"Today, I will be showing you a few potions I have whipped up for you to view. These are each potions that you will be able to brew once you have taken your N.E.W.T.s." He said pulling the lids off of four cauldrons sitting at the front of the room. Dylan then immediately realized where this was going.
"Does anyone know what this is?" He asked, motioning to a clear potion.
Dylan, deciding to be a Hermione, raised her hand immediately.
"Ah, yes, our transfer student! Go ahead, Miss Hamilton." He said.
"Veritaserum, a colorless, odorless potion that forces the drinker to tell the truth." She said, sitting a bit straighter and ladylike in her seat. Thank God she knew these lines by heart.
"Very good, Miss Hamilton! Now, can anyone tell me what this is?" He continued, moving behind a cauldron boiling a gross looking, mudlike substance.
Dylan's hand flew up once more. "Polyjuice potion, sir." She stated, glancing over to the Slytherin table, where Riddle was staring at her like she had just stolen his spotlight in the school play.
"Brilliant! Now this one, here... yes, my dear?" Asked Slughorn, seeming highly impressed as Dylan's hand shot up once more.
"Amortentia. The most powerful love potion in the world. The steam rising in characteristic spirals is supposed to smell differently to each person, according to what attracts us. For example, I smell oil paint, my favorite perfume, and..." She blinked, her brows furrowing. "I'm not sure."
Slughorn ignored her last remark, and grinned widely. "Amazing! You're quite the sharp one, my dear."
Then, he moved over to the last cauldron, where a golden liquid sloshed around happily. "Now, I hope you know what this is, Miss Hamilton." He said.
Dylan grinned. "Felix Felicis, otherwise known as Liquid Luck. It gives you incredible luck, and all your endeavors succeed, until it wears off."
Slughorn grinned. "I believe that answering every question correct calls for twenty points to Gryffindor!" He said, and the Gryffindor table glanced at her, grinning, and Charlus gave her a hi-five.
"Now, that," He pointed to a small vile of Felix Felicis on a stand, "Is what you will be competing for today. Whoever can make the best Draught of Living Death will earn a vile of liquid luck. You will find all of your ingredients in front of you. Begin!"
In a millisecond, Dylan was slicing up her valerian roots with speed that only six years of Home-Ec could get you, and had it in her cauldron within another. Then, she glanced down at her book and grabbed a sopophorous bean, crushing it immediately with her knife. She looked around the room at everyone else's potions, seeing no one as far as she was except for Tom, who was rapidly catching up.
Her eyes widened, and she began scooping the bean's juice into her cauldron, and it immediately turned the perfect shade of lilac. Giving her book another glance, she stirred her potion counterclockwise several times, and added a clockwise stir. She continued, staring in awe as her potion quickly approached the clear liquid that the book had described. Then, after about seven clockwise stirs, it was done. Just in time, as well.
"Time is up! Please stop stirring!" Professor Slughorn announced, walking around the room in silence, only saying "Very well done, Tom!" When he passed the Slytherin table. Dylan anxiously watched as he finished looking at Charlus', which was the color of red vines. When Slughorn's eyes landed on Dylan's his eyes practically bulged out of his head.
"Merlins Beard..." He said, giving her potion a stir. "It's... it's perfect! So perfect that I daresay one drop would kill us all!" (A/N I couldn't help it...)
"Thank you, sir." She said, smiling.
"You're very welcome, my dear! Well, class, we know who the clear winner is, eh?" Said Slughorn, walking over to the front table and picking up the vial of Felix Felicis. He returned to Dylan and handed it to her. "Use it well!" He said happily, and began clapping.
Of course, only the Gryffindors joined in.
After class was dismissed, she picked her bag up and swung it over her shoulder, but before she could make it to the door with Charlus, Professor Slughorn stopped her.
"Dylan, my dear, could you please come here first?" He asked from his desk.
"Of course, Professor." She said. "I'll meet you at lunch later, Charlus." She said, walking backwards.
"Sure." Charlus said, grinning.
"What was it you wanted to speak to me about, Professor?" Dylan asked, sitting at the chair in front of his desk.
"Yes, Miss Hamilton, well, I occasionally have a small get-together with some of the best students in Hogwarts, the Slug Club, and we're having a beginning of year dinner tonight. I was wondering if you would like to attend. Of course, Miss Manchester can attend as well, if she shares the same potions talent as yourself." He said.
YES! She yelled in her head. "Of course, sir. I would be delighted to attend." She said, trying to be as ladylike as possible.
"Excellent, I must remind you, it is a formal dinner. Please dress accordingly. It will be at seven o' clock sharp in my office, right across the hall. Now you may be on your way. I trust you do not know where your next class is?" He said. Dylan responded with a nod. "I have Transfiguration." She said.
"Alright, well, you go the same way you came from the Great Hall, right past it, and walk up the stairs to the revolving staircases. Make sure you take the one to your right, then take the normal staircase up, and turn right." He instructed.
"Thank you Professor Slughorn." She said, standing up and leaving.
The rest of the day went quite smoothly, and when Care of Magical Creatures came, she met up with Jude outside the Potions classroom. When everyone dismissed, she noticed that Jude was taking longer than the others. She shrugged it off, and after about a minute, Jude came out, smiling.
"Hey!" Dylan said as Jude came up next to her.
"Hey, guess what!" Jude replied as they walked up the stairs.
"What? Did Slughorn ask you to go the the Slug Club meeting?" Dylan asked.
Jude nodded.
"Awesomeeeee!" Said Dylan, giving her cousin a hi-five.
After Care of Magical Creatures, which was rather boring, they walked back to their common room. After getting into their dorm, as if on cue, both cousins collapsed face-first onto their beds. Dylan was the first to submerge from the sea of blankets.
"Hey, Jude?"
"What?" Jude asked, sitting up as well.
Dylan glanced around and jumped onto her cousin's bed, nearly landing on Jude's leg.
"Eep! What?" Jude hissed.
"Since this is sixth year, and Voldy was sixteen when he opened the chamber, wouldn't that mean he has yet to find it?" Dylan whispered.
Jude's eyes widened. "You're right. We should check it out. You know how to say open in parseltongue, right?" She asked.
Dylan rolled her eyes. "Yes, I can say open in parseltongue. But how can we be sure that it will work?"
Jude smirked. "We can always check. Since the invisibility cloak was passed down through the Potters..."
Dylan's eyes widened. "Charlus! Do you think he has it?" She exclaimed, jumping off the bed.
"Possibly." Jude said. "Let's get ready for the Slug Club meeting, and ask Charlus if he's in the Common Room when we leave."
Dylan nodded, and they went off to their trunks, finding their opposite outfits from their aunt's baby shower. Jude's outfit was black and silver, Dylan's was white and gold.
"Wanna have a dress rush?" Dylan asked, slipping the white fabric of her dress between her fingers.
Jude nodded, grinning. "Three, two, one, GO!" She yelled, and both girls rushed to change and put on makeup. (Appearances/Makeup/Clothing on my profile.)
After about roughly five and a half minutes, Jude was done. About a second later, Dylan was done.
"Fuck." Dylan hissed. "Well. We look good." She continued, grinning.
"I don't understand how you change your mood so easily." Jude muttered, blinking.
Dylan shrugged, and slipped her wand into her purse.
"You're bringing your wand?" Jude asked.
"Of course! Little Voldemort is gonna be there." Dylan muttered.
"Fine, I'll bring mine too." Jude said, slipping hers into her clutch as well.
"Well, let us leave, my dear cousin." Dylan said, motioning for her cousin to hook her arm with hers.
Jude intertwined their arms, ad grinned. "Indeed. We are off!"
They walked down to the common room, seeing Charlus talking to his friends.
"YO, POTTER!" Jude boomed, causing Dylan to swat her.
Charlus looked up, seeming a bit startled, but walked over to them anyway.
"What's up, Jude, Dylan?" He asked.
Jude cleared her throat and scratched her nose, a sign for Dylan to continue what she says.
"We were wondering-" Jude started.
"If you happened to have-" Dylan continued.
"An invisibility cloak on you." They both said in unison.
Charlus blinked. "Yes. But how did you know?"
"No time to-" Dylan started.
"Answer that-" Jude continued.
"Right now." Dylan finished.
"Just let us borrow it." They both said.
Charlus sighed, pulling said cloak out of his bag, which was at his shoulder, and handed it to Dylan. "There. That should fit in your purse." He muttered.
Dylan grinned and stuffed it into her purse. "Thank you, Charlus!" She exclaimed, hugging the boy.
When she pulled away, she could see his face tinted a slight pink.
"Erm- you're welcome." He managed to get out.
Dylan smiled. "Alright, see you later!" She said, tugging Jude toward the portrait hole.
As the cousins walked down the revolving staircases, Dylan stopped. Jude turned towards her cousin.
"What?" She asked.
"Do you know occlumency?" Dylan asked.
"Um, I'm not sure." Jude muttered. "Why?" She asked.
"Because little Voldy can find out about us. I found out I know ligillimens and occlumens this morning. Lemme try it on you." She said.
"Fine." Jude muttered.
"Okay, just, try to block it." Dylan said, looking into Jude's eyes and penetrating her mind, only to see nothing.
"BOO YA! You know occlumency. Let us continue." Dylan exclaimed, walking ahead of Jude. "Oh, and remember. If little Voldy tries ligilimens on you, block it. Or just don't look at him. Oh, and be in polite mode, and unison mode. Remember to act with the times too." She said as they continued down the stairs to the dungeons.
"Yup" Jude said, popping the p.
When they got down to the dungeons, they knocked on the door of Professor Slughorns office, and after a moment, someone opened the door.
Tom Riddle.
He stared at Dylan for a moment, and Dylan had to bite the inside of her lip to keep from cracking.
"Tom, m'boy. Who it it?" She heard Slughorn ask.
"It's our new students, sir. Dylan and Jude." Riddle said, still staring intensely into Dylan's eyes.
Dylan gave him a challenging look, and he frowned. Tom fully opened the door, allowing the two inside.
"Thank you." Dylan and Jude said politely in unison, both girls giving Riddle a small curtsey.
"Good evening, Professor." They said, smiling.
"Good evening to you both as well. Come, come! Sit!" Slughorn said, grinning proudly and gesturing to the two open seats in front of him.
They sat down, and annoyingly, Riddle was in the seat right next to Dylan.
After a moment of awkward silence, another knock came from the door, and Riddle went to open it.
Once he opened it, a group of students came in, three Slytherins, two boys and one girl, four Ravenclaws, two girls, two boys, and two Hufflepuffs, one girl, one boy. For the Gryffindors, there was Min, and some other guy they hadn't met yet. They were all dressed up in dresses and suits, since it was the first meeting of the year.
"Alright, well, I think that would be all of us!" Professor Slughorn said, clasping his hands together.
Minerva went for the unoccupied seat next to Jude, seeing as the seat next to Dylan was occupied by Riddle. The other Gryffindor sat down next to Minerva, which was probably the seat farthest away from the Slytherins as possible.
Dylan glanced up at Riddle, who was staring at her intently. Immediately, she turned her head towards Jude, and poked her for something to do while not looking at Riddle, and drowning out Slughorn's voice going on about the wonderful use of Unicorn hair in potions.
"Will you stop poking me?" Jude whispered.
Dylan frowned. "I'm bored." She whispered back.
"Then listen to the conversation." Jude hissed.
Dylan rolled her eyes. "Fine, mom."
Dylan turned back to the table to see a glass of butterbeer there. In fact, everyone had butterbeer, including Jude, whose glass was already half empty. Her eyes widened at the sight of the magical drink, and she stared at it for a moment, before picking it up and taking a sip, grinning as she put it down.
For the rest of the meeting, nothing interesting happened, especially nothing about Horcruxes. Though, Dylan knew that the topic would come up eventually, and she realized, What if I can stop that from happening?
Alright, that concludes this chapter! It took a while, because I got a bit of writers block in the middle of writing it.