Chapter 14:::In Class Discussion
"Ah, wonderful Miss Potter, another perfect concoction!"
Emily smiled politely. "I try my best Professor Slughorn."
"Yes you do my dear, and your work shows for it. Lucky day when you were sorted into Slytherin, lucky day!"
Emily looked up at her Potions professor and Head of House with a wide smile and elbowed Regulus in the ribs as he laughed silently. "It sure was."
Slughorn let out one last chortle, patting her shoulder as he passed her to go check the rest of the classes' potions.
Once out of earshot Regulus laughed. "'I try my best Professor Slughorn.'" He mocked.
"Tell me love, how does it feel to be the teacher's pet?"
"Tell me darling, how does it feel never being invited to any of Slughorns social events and knowing your head of house doesn't think you're special?" She retorted, bottling her finished potion.
Regulus pouted. "I'm special."
Emily smirked and glanced into his cauldron. The potion inside was dark purple, it was supposed to be light green. "Oh yes, you're very special."
"Don't insult me Emily." He said sourly.
She rolled her eyes. "Merlin, you're so easy, you hardly fight back."
He rolled his own eyes. "It's juvenile to participate in such silly banter."
"Yes…juvenile." She muttered sadly, pretending to be engrossed with the color of her potion.
Regulus noticed her look and tried to change the subject. "I don't know why you even care about getting invited to his stupid meetings and parties, they're pointless."
"Yes, Slughorn introducing me to some of the most important people in the wizarding world who can give me some of the most rewarding jobs after I'm out of Hogwarts is very pointless." She said sarcastically.
Regulus stared down at Emily perplexedly. "Why do you care about that? We already know what we're going to do after Hogwarts."
"Yeah, and what's that?" She asked distractedly as she cleaned her silver knife that was covered with green goop.
He glanced around before leaning forward to whisper to her. "We're going to join the Dark Lord's righteous fight."
"What?!" She yelped, startled, but ended up letting out a howl of pain as her cut herself deeply with the goop covered knife.
"Emily!" He cried, grabbing her upper arms as she dropped the knife and cradled her bleeding hand against her chest, covering herself in blood.
Slughorn rushed forward and pushed Regulus aside to look at Emily's injury. The green goop had soaked into the cut and the wound started sizzling. Emily whimpered in pain and tried to hold back her tears.
"Oh dear, it seems as though the spider venom and beetle juice has entered the wound. Hurry to the hospital wing Miss Potter and have Madame Pomfrey look at it immediately."
Emily nodded and rushed out, avoiding her boyfriend's gaze.
Emily stared at the cast on her right hand and forearm and sighed. "How long do I have to wear this?"
"For the fifth time Miss Potter, you will where that cast for one week. The poisonous mixture will leave your blood stream through your pours and soak into the cast as long as you keep it on and don't fiddle with it. You're lucky you got here when you did or that venom would have reached your heart and it would have been fatal," the older woman scolded, ushering her towards the door. "Now you're free to go and don't come back until the end of this week, unless pain flares up and is unbearable, then come to me immediately."
"Alright, thank you Madame Pomfrey." Emily reached to open the door, but it suddenly flew open, hitting her square in the face.
Emily fell back with a scream and landed roughly on her back. She could feel her back and face screaming in pain and a warm liquid streaming out of her nose. She reached up with her good hand and touched her nose, wincing as she did, and looked at her now blood covered left hand. She sighed, trying to ignore the pain, and let her arm fall to her side.
This just isn't my day!
"Madame Pomfrey!"
Emily almost groaned.
I know that voice.