"Hey Hermione," said Harry.
Hermione looked up from her book. "Hey Harry." She closed her book and put it away.
Harry and Ron sat down across from her. Ron opened his bag and pulled out the book. He handed it to Harry and Harry immediately opened it started flipping through it.
"What are you looking for?" asked Ron.
"Nothing really," said Harry, not looking up. "Just flipping through it."
"Most people at least glance at the spell titles," said Hermione.
"I am," said Harry. He turned the page and found the spell. He scanned the text, looking for the counter spell. At the bottom of the page, he found what he was looking for.
Counter spell:
Twisted Psychosis has no counter spell. There are two ways to remove the curse. One is for the victim to conquer his/her fear. The second one is to wait three days. The spell will wear itself out, and the victim's thought will be clear.
Harry sighed. 'Shit.'
"Something wrong?" asked Ron.
"No," said Harry, closing the book and looking up. "I just feel a little sick. I'm going to lie down. I'll see you later."
"Maybe you should eat something," said Hermione. "You haven't eaten all day."
"No thanks," he said.
"Harry," said Hermione in a demanding tone. "Eat."
"Hermione-" started Harry.
"Now."
Harry sighed. He grabbed an apple and took a bite, "Happy?"
Hermione rolled her eyes and Ron grinned.
He took his book and left, still eating his apple. He went back up to the dorm and sat down on his bed. For the rest of the day, he sat in his dorm, waiting for that night.
