A/N :Ok, I've done some research, and the ingreidents that you are going to be seeing making an appearence in the next few chapters are what usually is considered in making love potions.
This chapter is longer and I hope you like it. I tried to make it longer and get you to a place before Harry is going to work with Malfoy.

LibranQueen103: Don't read if you don't want a sort of spoiler! You asked a question and I'm here to answer it a tad. It's not a signifigance that Snape is having them make a love potion, however, the fact that they are making a love potion is vital to the plot here. There are LOTS of clues as to what is going to happen in later chapters, so look for those and see if you can figure it out! I hope I explained it enough not to give anything away, but enough to explain what you asked.

Harry awoke with a start on Monday morning, partly because he was hit square in the face with a pillow. He jumped up from bed and looked around, only to find Seamus stiffling giggles on his bed. When Seamus was beside himself with laughter, Harry took this opportunity to throw the pillow back. Seamus was sitting far too close to the edge of the bed, however, and when he was hit with the pillow, he was knocked off the bed with a loud 'thud.'

Harry got dressed while Seamus was stile laying on the floor,he finally got up, spoke something of revenge and went down to breakfast. When he reached the doors, he came to the realization that the mail had already arrived. Hermione was sitting there with Ron as usual. Harry couldn't help but wonder if there was something more between those two that he was not yet aware of. He shook his head and walked to his usual spot at the table, only to find a beautiful owl sitting there, letter clutched tightly in it's beak.

When Harry got closer, he noticed it was an eagle owl, a very rare breed and only availble to someone who was able to afford that kind of money on a pet. "Oh Harry! I'm glad you're here!" Hermione squeaked out as he sat down,"You were upstairs when the mail arrived and she just sat down. I tried to take it from her, I told her I would give it to you, but she bit me! Whatever it is, it must be rather important for her to keep!" Hermione looked at the finger this mystery owl had bitten.

Harry made slowly and stroked the owl. Seeming to know that this was the person she was to give the letter to, she dropped the parchment envelop into his hand. She called to someone loudly and flew off through the Great Hall and out the window. "Those owls are right expensive, it could only belong to one person." Ron said throwing a look over to the Slytherin table,"I swear, if he's that low, where he's got to start sending owls to make insults, he's going to get it." he continued.

Ron didn't notice, but Harry caught the dirty look Hermione threw him. He tore open the envelop and unfolded the letter. He knew at once who it was from, just by looking at the handwriting.

Potter,

Project tonight. Meet me in the 3rd floor storage room. Bring 3 apples, one of each color: green, red, and yellow. I have the other supplies ready to go. 8:00, as we mentioned before.

Malfoy

"So, was it from Malfoy?" Ron asked looking about as he was to kill him.

"Yeah, it was, but don't go doing anything, as it was just about our potions project."

The day had gone by a lot faster than Harry would have liked. Before he knew it, he was at lunch, sitting with Hermione and Ron who were fighting over how they were going to make their potion,"I'm telling you, we have to do it this way!" Hermione said,"It will only turn out if we do it that way!"

Ron rolled his eyes,"'Mione, I am sure there are plenty of different ways to do it, and it will still turn out." Ron seemed pretty sure of himself.

"Ron, do you really want to do it your way? I mean, your ways don't always turn out like they should." Harry seemed to have struck a nerve as Ron put down his fork and thought for a moment.

"You know what, I believe you're right."

"So Harry, you haven't told us what you and Malfoy are making." Hermione said now pouring over a potion book.

"It's some sort of love potion. I can't remember the name right now, but I know it's a love potion."

Hermione watched him,"If I was Snape, I wouldn't give students love potions as projects, those things turn out to be very dangerous if proper precautions aren't taken."

"Yeah, well, this is Snape, he doesn't like me, and I don't think he cares what happens to his students."

Hermione continued with her lecture about love potions,"I'm being serious Harry, some of those things you have to watch. I mean, one little slip up, and that's it. Just by getting some of that stuff on your hands, well, it can cause serious problems Harry. With your working with Malfoy, I'd be extra careful. I wouldn't put it past him to purposely spill something on you."

After lunch, Harry and Ron made their way to the Divination Tower and Hermione left to take her Muggle Studies III class. Trelawney was walking around the room slowly,"Class, today, we are continuing our work with Tarot cards. Get out your decks and begin reading for your partners. Once you feel you have progressed enough, read for someone else in the room."

"What a load of rubbish." Ron muttered pulling his deck of tarot cards from the drawer under the table. Harry's deck was already out and he was shuffling the cards.

"As long as we pretend to see something," Harry said leaning over the table now,"we won't have any problems passing this class."

Professor Trelawney was talking to Lavendor Brown now, telling her about her love life, as from what she was seeing from her partners cards. Ron had just dealt a reading for Harry when she found herself behind him, reading over his shoulder.

She put her hands to her chest and groaned,"Oh Harry dear." she said tutting,"This is not good. I sense danger. Working on a project with someone, aren't you? Oh it does not look good. Oh dear oh dear!"

Harry and Ron exchanged looks, but Harry was intrigued, knowing that she only got a handful of predictions right, and she did seem pretty close with this one, he decided to ask her about this further,"What do you see?"

"Oh it's terrible. You will be put through trials my boy, trying your strength and character. Oh dear, and you'll get hurt in the end. No, wait, oh I'm seeing mixed messages here. Be careful." she tapped Harry on the shoulder and walked off to the back of the room.

"She's mental, that one." Ron said.

Even though Harry didn't trust everything Trelawney had said, somewhere, deep inside of him, something she had said, did not sit well with him. He felt that maybe this was one of these times that she could actually be right.

The rest of the day had gone by fast, and Ron kept wondering why Harry was in such a bad mood now. Hermione even asked him at dinner, he said that nothing was wrong, and ate a few helpings of what he liked and then left the table. He still had to collect the apples for the potions project.

He pulled his cloak around him tightly and walked down the stairs outside the Entrance Hall. He walked along the side of the castle and ran smack dab into Hagrid who had just gotten done chopping wood," Alright 'arry?"

"Yeah, sorry Hagrid. I'm just on my way to get some apples for a project."

"Oh, you'll 'ever be able to get those you'self. You'll need some 'elp." Hagrid said walking off. Harry had to run to catch up with him.

"I need a red one, a yellow one and green one."

Hagrid had just pulled a red one down from a tall tree,"Making a love potion?" He said eyeing him suspicously.

"Yeah, end of the term projects for potions."

"Oh, I got you." He said handing Harry the red and yellow apples. He stepped over to another tree and pulled down a green one,"You watch yourself 'arry. Those love potions can be horror."

"Thanks Hagrid, I'll be careful." he said and walked back off to the castle. Why was everyone warning him?