The Harry and Rose being struggled to calm them self as they stormed toward the hospital wing. It was difficult, as their feral rage was powerful and currently directed at Professor Lockhart. The Harry half's right arm, which had no bones in it, was a constant reminder of what had happened. As they entered, the nurse, Madam Pomfrey, looked over at them.
"Professor Lockhart decided to perform a little bone removal." The Harry and Rose being stated in cool fury. Madam Pomfrey hurried over and looked at the Harry half's right arm, then held it up, not pleased in the slightest.
"You should have come straight to me, not Professor Lockhart!" Madam Pomfrey said angrily.
"I didn't want him to do what he did, but that's what happened." The Harry and Rose being replied, trying to calm down, though failing at the moment.
Ron and Hermione, who had been walking behind the Harry and Rose being, looked on desperately.
"I can mend bones in a second, but growing them back..." Madam Pomfrey began.
"I assume you can." The Harry and Rose being stated.
"Yes, of course." Madam Pomfrey stated grimly in reply. "But it'll be painful." She handed the Harry half a pair of pajamas and looked assessingly at the Rose half before doing the same. "I suppose given your situation, both of you will have to stay the night."
The Harry and Rose being stepped behind a curtained off bed and the Rose half carefully, but quickly helped the Harry half to dress before doing the same. As they did so, they heard Ron and Hermione talking.
"How can you stick up for Lockhart now, Hermione, eh? If Harry had wanted deboning he would have asked." Ron was saying to Hermione.
"Anyone can make a mistake, and it doesn't hurt anymore, does it, Harry and Rose being?" Hermione asked in reply.
"No, and doesn't do anything else either." The Harry and Rose being snapped. "Honestly, Hermione, anyone can make a mistake? Professor Lockhart doesn't know a thing."
Angrily, the Rose half yanked open the curtain to the bed, the Harry half laying down and getting as comfortable as he could. The Rose half saw Ron, Hermione, and Madam Pomfrey, who was holding a large bottle of Skele-Gro. They all moved toward the bed the Harry half was in, the Rose half standing next to him.
"You're in for a rough night." Madam Pomfrey stated as she poured some of the potion into a beaker. "Re growing bones is a nasty business."
She handed it to the Harry half, who gulped it down quickly, coughing and spluttering as it burned his throat. The Rose half sighed and muttered, "It's all Professor Lockhart's fault."
"How can you call him a professor after that?" Ron asked.
"Because that's what he is, Ron, and as such he still deserves that much respect. But right now I'm really starting to question that." The Rose half stated coolly.
Madam Pomfrey muttered about dangerous sports and inept teachers as she moved off, the Rose half pouring the Harry half a glass of water and handing it to him. As he gulped it down, Ron said, "At least we won. Some catch you made, Harry. Malfoy's face... He looked ready to kill..."
"I want to know how he fixed that Bludger." Hermione stated darkly.
"We'll add that to the list of questions we'll take when we've got the Polyjuice Potion. Which, by the way, I still need to write about." The Harry and Rose being responded, calming a little. "I hope it tastes better than the Skele-Gro."
"If it's got bits of Slytherins in it? You've got to be joking." Ron said.
At that moment, the door to the hospital wing burst open to reveal the Gryffindor Quidditch team, still soaking wet and muddy. As they entered carrying cakes, sweets, and pumpkin juice, George spoke, the team grinning.
"Unbelievable flying, Harry! I've just seen Marcus Flint yelling at Malfoy. Something about having the Snitch on top of his head and not noticing. Malfoy didn't seem too happy."
"I bet not." The Harry and Rose being said as the team gathered around, the Rose half sitting next to the Harry half in a chair.
"So, Harry, how's the arm?" Fred asked.
"It's fine." The Harry half responded. "I'm looking forward to some of that, though."
"And service we shall provide." Katie Bell stated with a grin.
Before they could even get started, however, Madam Pomfrey came over and interrupted them, shouting, "This boy needs rest, he's got thirty-three bones to re grow! All of you accept Rose, out! OUT!"
Everyone left and the Rose half sighed, climbing into the bed with the Harry half and taking his left hand in her right. The Harry and Rose being relaxed at the touch, aware of the stabbing pains in the Harry half's arm but unable to do much to distract them self from it, as they needed rest. After what felt like hours, the Harry and Rose being drifted off to sleep.
When the Harry and Rose being next woke, it was pitch black so they guessed it was some time in the middle of the night. The Harry half's arm felt as if large splinters were stabbing throughout it and they winced in pain. They then became aware of someone using a sponge on the Harry half's forehead and the Rose half stared at Dobby, a tear running down his long, pointed nose.
"Dobby. What are you doing?" The Harry and Rose being hissed quietly.
"Harry and Rose Potter came back to school." Dobby whispered in a miserable voice. "Dobby warned and warned Harry and Rose Potter. Ah sir and ma'am, why didn't you heed Dobby? Why didn't Harry and Rose Potter go back home when they missed the train?"
The Rose half sat up and pushed Dobby's sponge away from the Harry half, the Harry and Rose being feeling their hot rage again. With a snarl, the Harry and Rose being stated coldly, "You stopped us from getting through the barrier."
"Harry and Rose Potter must be kept safe." Dobby responded, his lower lip trembling. "Never did Dobby dream that Harry and Rose Potter would get to school another way."
"Then you are stupid." The Harry and Rose being whispered in deep fury, then the Rose half grabbed Dobby by the shoulders and shook him. "What else did you do, Dobby? Try and kill me with that Bludger, maybe? Or perhaps you petrified the Rose half, did you? Tell me."
"No, sir and ma'am, Dobby would never petrify either of you, sir and ma'am." Dobby said, blowing his nose on a corner of the pillow case he wore. "And Dobby would never kill you, sir and ma'am, his Bludger was only meant to..."
"Yes, you're all about not letting us stay here." The Harry and Rose being stated coolly. "And for what, Dobby? Does the petrifications have anything to do with it? Is that what you're protecting me from?"
"You must go home, sir and ma'am, you must not stay here! History is repeating itself sir and ma'am, the Chamber of Secrets has been opened again!"
Dobby froze, eyes widening in horror. As he made to reach for the water jug, the Rose half yanked him back and glared into his eyes.
"Don't." She stated, and instead, Dobby simply grabbed his ears and twisted them quite hard.
"Bad Dobby, very bad Dobby." He muttered.
The Rose half stared at Dobby wearing his pathetic pillow case, and letting go of his ears that he'd twisted, which had to be quite painful. Despite them self, the Harry and Rose being's anger faded a little.
"Dobby, why do you wear that pillow case?" The Harry and Rose being asked, their voices calmer.
"'Tis a mark of the house-elf's enslavement, sir and ma'am. Dobby can only be freed if his masters present him with clothes, sir and ma'am. The family is careful not to pass Dobby even a sock, sir and ma'am, for then he would be free to leave their house forever." Dobby responded sadly.
"I see." The Harry and Rose being stated. "Well I don't feel very sorry for you right now. I don't appreciate you blocking me from the barrier or sending a Bludger after me. These attempts to save my life are getting out of hand. Stop."
"Dobby must save you, sir and ma'am!" He stated with a determination the Harry and Rose being found irritating. "If only you knew what you mean to us, to the lowly, the enslaved, we dregs of the magical world! Dobby remembers how it was when He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was at the height of his powers, sir and ma'am! We house-elfs were treated like vermin, sir and ma'am! Of course, Dobby is still treated like that, sir and ma'am. But mostly, sir and ma'am, life has improved for my kind since Harry Potter triumphed over He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Harry Potter survived, and the Dark Lord's power was broken, and it was a new dawn, sir and ma'am, and Harry Potter shone like a beacon of hope for those of us who thought the Dark days would never end, sir and ma'am..."
"Yeah, well, I didn't do anything. I was a baby, fifteen months old and I was probably laying in a crib, either sleeping or awake and crying. So I did nothing, and they all think I'm some hero." The Harry and Rose being stated with disgust. "Just because the Harry half blocked the killing curse, and they disregard the Rose half completely, guess she didn't do anything. But oh no, here she is again, a member of a family once dark, the Black's who supported Voldemort..." Dobby gasped and shuttered.
"Speak not the name, sir and ma'am!" Dobby said.
"Oh, please." The Harry and Rose being responded coldly. "He isn't coming. You had better leave, Dobby, because if you don't, I'm going to kill you, I swear." Of course, the Harry and Rose being would never do such a thing, but in their anger, they thought it might scare Dobby.
Dobby smiled weakly and said, "Dobby is used to death threats, sir and ma'am. Dobby gets them five times a day at home."
"I want to know who opened the Chamber of Secrets before, Dobby." The Harry and Rose being stated, the Rose half moving her hands to grasp Dobby's bony wrists. "And I want to know now."
"Dobby can't, sir and ma'am, Dobby can't, Dobby mustn't tell!" He squealed. "Go home, Harry and Rose Potter, go home!"
"No." The Harry and Rose being stated in a furious, cold rage. "I will stay and protect my friends against this threat. I will not leave and you can't make me, no matter what you do. So don't even bother tr..."
The Harry and Rose being stopped talking as they heard footsteps approaching through the Rose half. Dobby heard them as well, his ears quivering as he froze.
"Dobby must go!" He whispered, then vanished with a sharp crack, the Rose half's fists clenching shut on thin air. Furious, the Rose half lay back down and the Harry and Rose being feigned sleep, listening intently and watching the door.
It didn't take long for them to see movement. Professor Dumbledore was backing into the wing wearing a long woolly dressing gown and a nightcap, carrying one end of a statue. Professor McGonagall appeared soon after carrying its feet. Together, they put it on a bed and Professor Dumbledore whispered, "Get Madam Pomfrey."
Professor McGonagall hurried off and the Harry and Rose being lay still, gripping hands and pretending to sleep. Moments later, the Rose half faintly heard Professor McGonagall say, "Madam Pomfrey, we need you in the hospital wing." Her voice sounded urgent.
"What's happened?" Madam Pomfrey asked.
"Quickly, Madam Pomfrey." Professor McGonagall responded, then returned followed closely by Madam Pomfrey, who was pulling a cardigan on over her nightdress. She gasped.
"What happened?" She whispered to Professor Dumbledore, bending over the statue on the bed.
"Another attack." Professor Dumbledore responded. "Minerva found him on the stairs."
"There was a bunch of grapes next to him. We think he was trying to sneak up here to visit Potter." Professor McGonagall stated.
The Rose half rose her head and sat up slightly, staring at Colin Creevey, a ray of moonlight putting his face into view. The Harry and Rose being felt terrible, remembering their own experience being petrified. Colin was only one body, though, so it wasn't likely he would experience what they had. The Rose half lowered herself carefully and quietly back to the bed and the Harry and Rose being realized how stupid it had been of him to try and see them, especially given that the Rose half and Mrs. Noris had already been petrified before. They also felt a deep sorrow, but also a determination to find this attacker, whoever they were, and stop them.
"Petrified?" Madam Pomfrey whispered.
"Yes." Professor McGonagall replied. "But I shudder to think ... If Albus hadn't been on the way downstairs for hot chocolate-who knows what might have..." She trailed off.
The three of them were staring down at Colin for a moment before Professor Dumbledore leaned forward, wrenching the camera out of his rigid grasp.
"You don't think he managed to get a picture of his attacker?" Professor McGonagall asked eagerly.
Professor Dumbledore said nothing, only opened the back of the camera. A jet of steam hissed out and the Rose half smelled the scent of burnt plastic before the Harry half did.
"Good gracious!" Madam Pomfrey said, startled, then added in a tone of wonder, "Melted."
"What does this mean, Albus?" Professor McGonagall urgently asked.
"It means, that the Chamber of Secrets is indeed open again." Professor Dumbledore responded gravely.
Madam Pomfrey clapped a hand to her mouth. Professor McGonagall stared at Professor Dumbledore, then said, "But, Albus... surely... Who?"
"The question is not who. The question is, how..." Professor Dumbledore responded, eyes on Colin.
The Harry and Rose being agreed with that assessment, but it seemed Professor McGonagall didn't understand the reason behind the question Professor Dumbledore had put before them. The Harry and Rose being thought both questions were valid, though. Who was important, since they could possibly put a stop to it if they knew who was opening the Chamber of Secrets. How was also important, the Harry and Rose being remembering the slithering sound and the reflection of a flash of yellow eyes in the flooded corridor. They gripped hands tighter as their heart pounded a little harder, remembering all the sensation that went with the memory. As they thought and remembered, the Professors left the hospital wing in various directions. Madam Pomfrey went back to what was presumably the place she slept after placing the curtain the Harry and Rose being had changed behind the previous night near Colin's bed, blocking it from view. Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall left the room through the door they'd entered, and the Harry and Rose being lay on the bed staring at the ceiling, thinking about the questions. No answers came to them, only further pain to the Harry half's arm. Eventually, they drifted off to sleep again, dreaming of a slithering thing with wide yellow eyes, petrifying people as it moved and stared at them, its form and body in shadow.
The Harry and Rose being woke Sunday morning to sunlight entering the hospital wing along with the Harry half's properly looking, but stiff right arm. The Harry and Rose being sat up and the Harry half struggled to move his fingers a little, the Rose half touching the Harry half's arm carefully. Madam Pomfrey spotted them and hurried over with a breakfast tray before bending and stretching the Harry half's arm and fingers.
The Harry and Rose being ate bowls of porridge as Madam Pomfrey continued to manipulate the Harry half's right arm, and after a few moments, she said, "All in order. When you've finished eating, you may leave."
"Thanks, Madam Pomfrey." The Harry and Rose being replied.
When they finished, the Harry and Rose being left the hospital wing and separated. The Harry half went toward Gryffindor tower while the Rose half went to the Owlery to write the letter concerning the Polyjuice Potion. The Rose half stopped bye the library and borrowed a quill, an ink vial, and got a piece of parchment to use, composing a short letter while the Harry half made his way through the corridors, arriving at the portrait of the fat lady as the Rose half began her trek to the Owlery.
After stating the password, the Harry half climbed through the portrait hole and gazed around the dormitory. Ron and Hermione were sitting at a table and he made his way over, the Rose half strolling through some corridors and up staircases. Catching sight of the Harry half, Hermione said, "Harry half! How's your arm?"
"Doing well." He replied with a smile, noticing Hermione looking at him with a little confusion.
"Where's the Rose half?" She asked.
"Heading to the Owlery, I've written the letter about the Polyjuice Potion." The Harry half responded. "And regarding that, I've made my decision. If we can't get it in time, then I'll help you brew it. Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall carried Colin into the hospital wing last night. He..."
Hermione interrupted, saying, "We already know, we heard Professor McGonagall telling Professor Flitwick this morning." She stood along with Ron as she spoke and the Harry half joined them as they started to move toward the portrait hole. "We've decided that Moaning Myrtle's bathroom's the best place." Hermione continued in a quieter voice so they wouldn't be overheard.
"Right." The Harry half said as the Rose half stepped into the Owlery.
"Hedwig, you here?" The Rose half asked as the Harry half climbed through the portrait hole with Ron and Hermione.
A hooting caught the Harry and Rose being's attention and the Rose half saw Hedwig gliding down toward her. She smiled as Hedwig lightly landed on her shoulder.
"Here you are, girl." The Rose half said.
The Harry half heard Hermione say to he and Ron, "Let's continue our conversation about sensitive topics when we get there, okay? Or at least make sure we're not being heard."
The Rose half continued to speak at the same moment and said, "Wait for a reply if you can. And thanks." She stroked Hedwig's feathers after giving her the letter, which she clamped in her beak before taking off.
"Good idea." The Harry half responded to Hermione as the Rose half dealt with Hedwig.
"When will you know how long it's going to take?" The Harry half heard Hermione ask as the Rose half turned around and started walking from the Owlery to join them.
"Hopefully soon, I'd like to know today, but I'll take a week. Just in case, we ought to start brewing it now, though." The Harry half replied.
"Good." The Harry half heard Ron say as the Rose half rounded a corner, gazing at the portraits lining some of the walls and looking out one of the windows. "The sooner we get a confession out of Malfoy, the better."
"Ron, wait, okay?" Hermione said sharply, but quietly.
Ron looked down sheepishly and the Harry and Rose being felt a bit of excitement along with their hot fury. They would soon find out, within a month, about Malfoy's plots and plans, if he had any. Thinking about Malfoy reminded the Harry and Rose being about Dobby's visit.
"Last night, Dobby came to see me again." The Harry half said, deciding this was likely innocuous enough to talk about. "He told me he was the one that charmed the Bludger in yet another ridiculous attempt to save my life. He also stopped me from getting on the train." The Harry half sighed sharply. "I'm really getting tired of him trying to save me and I really hope he stops."
"I understand that." Hermione responded compassionately. "Was there anything else he said?"
"I'll tell you the rest in a bit." The Harry half said as they headed down the staircases, the Rose half seen by the Harry half a ways up, her long stride quick as she moved to join them. In turn, the Rose half saw the Harry half with Ron and Hermione below her.
The Harry half continued speaking. "One thing was that he spoke about how house-elfs are treated and how they're freed, and how great the Harry half, me, was for defeating Voldemort."
Ron and Hermione gasped and the Harry and Rose being felt a flair of hot rage.
"What?" The Harry half asked as the Rose half came up to them, she joining with the Harry half in speaking. "What is so frightening about that name? It's so ridiculous! And please, the Harry half defeating Voldemort? Come on, the lack of logic in the wizarding world continues to astonish me, and it's so very ridiculous I just want to..."
The Harry and Rose being growled in furious anger.
"Calm down, Harry and Rose being, okay?" Hermione said gently. "And if it's worth anything, I think you've given things a lot of thought."
"Well thanks for that." The Harry and Rose being replied, a little calmer now.
It wasn't much longer that the Harry and Rose being found them self in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom with Ron and Hermione. They proceeded to one of the stalls and Hermione conjured a water-proof fire under one of the toilets, putting a cauldron over it that she was carrying after putting some water inside.
"So, I guess we can talk freely now?" Ron asked.
"Yes, we shouldn't be found here. At least, this is the last place people would think to look for us." Hermione responded.
"Good." Ron said. "My thoughts on Malfoy, I really think he decided to take out his anger about the Quidditch match on Colin."
"And how did he know Colin was headed to the hospital wing?" The Harry and Rose being asked.
Ron looked stumped as Hermione opened a bag and started taking out some of the potions ingredients, placing them within the cauldron.
"Exactly." The Harry and Rose being stated coolly. "Now. The Chamber of Secrets, which Dobby told me had been opened before, and its monster. No one has seen it getting around. I think I heard it but I've got no idea why. What could it be, any ideas?"
"I'm not sure." Hermione responded. "It might not be seen because it can make itself invisible, or maybe it can disguise itself, pretend to be a suit of armor or something, I've read about Chameleon Ghouls..."
"You read too much, Hermione." Ron responded as he opened one of the bags of ingredients and Hermione started to shred what looked like knotgrass. As she did this, the Rose half grabbed one of the other ingredients and put it gently into the cauldron.
Ron turned to the Harry and Rose being, then stated, "You know, Harry and Rose, if Dobby doesn't stop trying to save your life, he's going to kill you."
"Precisely." The Harry and Rose being responded coolly. "That's one of the reasons I want him to stop his efforts. Useless and ultimately harmful to me. Maybe he's realizing that."
"Guess we'll find out, mate." Ron responded as they continued to work with the potion.
As it turned out, the Harry and Rose being did get a response to their letter within the day. It wasn't what they'd hoped. From what they found out, the potion would be ready for purchase after the holidays. They weren't too surprised about this, and after telling Ron and Hermione, they all agreed to continue brewing the potion, as Hermione's estimate of when it would be ready was sooner than the estimate they'd received from the potions store. The Harry and Rose being felt an urgency to verify information, to know for sure if Malfoy was the one who opened the Chamber of Secrets or not. Ron seemed convinced of it and Hermione was walking the line between certainty and uncertainty. The Harry and Rose being made no conclusions on the matter accept what was obvious based on the available evidence. For the moment, that evidence disproved Malfoy as the culprit.
The news about Colin Creevey spread quickly through the school, and by Monday morning, everyone knew about it. Roomers flew and suspicion caused a fearful tension throughout the students in the school. The first years moved around the castle in groups, as if fearful of an attack if they ventured out on their own. Ginny Weasley, who sat next to Colin in charms, was quite distraught. As a result, Fred and George tried to cheer her up by covering themselves with fur or oil, jumping out at her from behind statues. The Harry and Rose being thought this an unwise means of cheering Ginny up, as did Percy Weasley, who shouted at Fred and George in a rage, telling them that if they didn't stop, he would write to Mrs. Weasley and tell her Ginny was having nightmares. After that, they stopped their attempts to cheer up Ginny in that manner.
Hidden from the teachers was a market of talismans, amulets, and other protective devices which the Harry and Rose being thought might be duds, though said nothing. Neville Longbottom ended up purchasing some of them, though was reminded by the other Gryffindors that, since he was a pure-blood, he wasn't likely to be in danger.
"They went for Filch first, and everyone knows I'm almost a Squib." Neville had said, his face terrified. He also gave the Rose half a glance, though before he said anything, she shook her head slightly.
In addition to roomer and speculation by the students, the Harry and Rose being endured hostile glares from the students who believed that, since the Rose half had once been petrified and cured, the Harry and Rose being should make an effort to do something. They made the attempt, but still weren't sure precisely how the Rose half had been healed by the Harry half. When their attempt ended in failure, the students simply scorned them and viciously stated that they obviously didn't try hard enough.
"Do you think I want this!" The Harry and Rose being shouted one evening in the Gryffindor common room, after several students had continued with their name calling and bullying. "If I could do something, I would! I have tried, I have failed! When will it be good enough for you people!"
Some of the Gryffindors looked rather contrite at that, and a large number of them left them alone after that. The only house who didn't do anything harmful to them were the Slytherins, though what they did could have been construed as more harmful in a way. When the Harry and Rose being would walk past, they'd cheer and shout, "Thanks for helping us rid the school of those Mudbloods, and showing how a pure-blood such as yourself can't be defeated by the monster!"
Of course, when referring to a pure-blood, they were talking about the Rose half. The Harry and Rose being were angry about what the Slytherins said, but tried their best to ignore them and say nothing in response.
December 10, 1992.
Being one day after the full moon, the Harry and Rose being were still angry and irritable. They tried not to show their feelings, though. Ron was still typically focused on Malfoy, suspicious that he was remaining over the holidays. Hermione was leaning more toward Ron's side now, but the Harry and Rose being thought about Malfoy and the evidence they had implicating him. At best, they still believed it was circumstantial. They silently raged at the lack of thinking Ron demonstrated, and now Hermione. Of course, they weren't surprised, as they felt that they were more mature than their friends at times, and thought more than they did, too. Of course, given that they were learning things ahead of their peers, that was understandable.
As the Potions class drew nearer, the Harry and Rose being brought up their misgivings to Hermione in regards to stealing the ingredients they needed.
"We'll probably get in a lot of trouble." They began, speaking briskly due to their powerful emotions. "We can't let him find out we're doing anything."
"What we need is a diversion." Hermione responded, her voice also brisk. "Then one of us can sneak into Snape's office and take what we need."
"Yes." The Harry and Rose being responded. "Who?"
"I'll do it. I know exactly what the ingredients look like. Harry and Rose being, you'll be good at creating a diversion because of your ability to use two bodies in perfect coordination, and Ron, you'd be slower at getting the ingredients than me. I'm the logical choice." Hermione responded in a matter-of-fact tone. "All you need to do is cause enough mayhem to keep Snape busy for five minutes or so."
"I can do that." The Harry and Rose being responded, calming and smiling a little. "Finally, someone using logic."
Professor Snape was his usual self in potions, though perhaps not entirely. As the Harry and Rose being had been researching, learning about, and writing essays on more advanced potions, Professor Snape had recently been allowing them to work together in class, which was why Hermione had spoken of them coordinating their diversion earlier. Though he now allowed this, he did so grudgingly and reluctantly, the Harry and Rose being suspecting Professor Dumbledore, or another professor, had intervened in that regard. Whatever the reason, they were glad to be working as the one being they were.
They were brewing a Swelling Solution that potions class. As usual, Professor Snape prowled among the class, making irritatingly degrading and rather unfair remarks to the Gryffindors, the Slytherins snickering. Draco Malfoy kept taking puffer-fish eyes from Ron and Neville. He'd attempted to do the same with the Harry and Rose being, but the Rose half had stopped him by giving him a cold and furious glare of rage. They were lucky he hadn't said anything to Professor Snape, because if that had been the case, they were certain they'd probably be punished rather severely.
As Professor Snape started to bully Neville, Hermione gave the Harry and Rose being a nod. The Rose half ducked down behind their cauldron and pulled a Filibuster firework they'd borrowed from Fred out of her pocket. Casually, the Harry half reached down with his right hand and prodded it with the end of his wand before stirring the cauldron. The Rose half saw the firework starting to fizz and sputter. Straightening, the Rose half tossed it. Mentally, the Harry and Rose being felt glad for a job well done as the firework landed exactly where the Rose half had aimed, in Goyle's cauldron. As it did, the Rose half was casually placing some other ingredients in their cauldron for their potion, the Harry half gazing down into it to ensure it had the proper consistency.
Goyle's potion exploded, showering many students in the class. The Harry and Rose being were among the lucky ones who hadn't received any. Pandemonium broke out, people shrieking as the potion splashed them. It seemed that they now knew one way of testing students potions, the Harry and Rose being thought with amusement as they watched the happenings.
Malfoy, who had received a face full of the potion, shouted as his nose began swelling like a balloon. Goyle was stumbling around, hands over his eyes which had expanded to the size of a dinner plate. Professor Snape was trying to calm everyone and find out what had happened. The Harry and Rose being saw Hermione slip into Professor Snape's office, who rose his voice to get attention.
"Silence! Silence! Anyone who has been splashed, come here for a Deflating Draft! When I find out who did this..."
The Harry and Rose being spotted Malfoy who's head was drooping, nose the weight of a small melon, as he trundled up to Professor Snape's desk. Many others followed with arms like clubs or giant, puffed up lips. Hermione slipped back into the dungeon, the front of her robes bulging with the ingredients they needed. When everyone who needed it had taken some of the antidote, Professor Snape swept to Goyle's cauldron, taking out the twisted, black remains of the firework. A sudden hush fell over the class.
"If I ever find out who threw this, I shall make sure that person is expelled." Professor Snape whispered threateningly.
The Harry and Rose being looked puzzled even as Professor Snape looked at them. Though their heart was pounding, they were glad for their ability to show different emotions, which they'd had practice to do at the Dursley home, due to pranks they'd pulled on Dudley to try and cheer them self up. Ten minutes later when the bell rang, they hurried from the dungeon with the rest of the class, walking with Ron and Hermione as usual.
"He's suspicious of me." The Harry and Rose being said as they walked toward the second floor. "For all I know, he knew I'd done something."
"Relax." Ron replied. "I'm sure he doesn't know anything."
"Sometimes I feel like he can read minds." The Harry and Rose being stated as they reached the corridor with Myrtle's bathroom.
"I doubt he can do anything like that." Hermione said, opening the door.
They entered the bathroom and went to the stall where they were brewing the potion, Hermione throwing the ingredients into the cauldron and stirring it feverishly.
"It'll be ready in two weeks." She said happily.
"Besides, Snape can't prove it was you." Ron stated after a moment, his voice reassuring. "Without any proof, what can he do?"
"Knowing Professor Snape, something thoroughly unpleasant, I assure you." The Harry and Rose being stated, gazing at the bubbling potion.