Chapter 19: Don't Spill the Ink Bottle

Later on the evening, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Jane were in their study hall doing homework. It had grown dark outside and was getting darker, every lasting minute that passed by, even every second possibly.

Jane dipped her quill pen in her ink black inkbottle trying hard not to spill. She had not written with a quill pen before so it was quite difficult for her to do.

A couple times already before, she had spilled her inkbottle and had gotten ink all over her homework. Unfortunately, the homework she was doing at that time was none other than potions.

When Professor Snape found out about what happened, he was not surprised and as a punishment he made Jane redo the homework, plus subtracted 5 points from Gryffindor. And, to make sure she didn't do it again, he also added that every time that it happened he would add 5 points, so it would go 5, then 10 and 15.

Jane hated Professor Snape very much when he issued that little rule. She guessed that he had had enough of the ink blotches that were on Jane's homework.

Jane looked at Harry who was sitting next to her, doing his homework. It was dark outside, suggesting that it was about 7:30 or 8:00.

"Ugh," Jane thought in frustration. "What are the ingredients for the wiggenwell potion?" Her quill pen was down on the table, while her fingers started tapping rapidly.

"Jane," whispered Hermione. "Could you please stop that? I'm trying to concentrate."

"Oh sorry," Jane apologized while she stopped drumming her fingers against the brown wooden table.

Suddenly, Harry got up from the table. His papers rustled under his hands as he gathered them.

"Where do you think you're going, mister?" Jane asked quietly.

"I'm going back to the common room," he answered. "So, I will see you back there."

Jane looked at her brother with a worried looked but nodded to agree with him.

Hermione and Ron both nodded their heads in agreement as well.

After Harry left, Jane went back to work, but somehow she couldn't concentrate on anything because she was worried about Harry, yet she knew he had courage and bravery within himself. Plus, there were so many unanswered questions that Jane didn't know the answer to, who is the heir of Slytherin? She knows it can't be Harry, but Harry, Hermione, and Ron seem to think that it is Draco Malfoy.

"But how could he be the heir of Slytherin?" Jane wondered. "How? I guess Harry, Hermione, and Ron are going to find that out when they do the Polyjuice potion."

Jane couldn't really concentrate on the work at hand, so she got up and told her friends that she was going to go back to the common room as well. She grabbed her potions homework, but then before she could catch it, her inkbottle feel over and some of the ink got on her homework.

"Grrrr," she growled in a low growl. "Great, now Professor Snape will subtract 20 points from Gryffindor."

Jane quickly grabbed the rest of items and headed towards the common room without another sound.

When she got to the Gryffindor common room, she went straight towards her room. She never stopped to see if Harry was there or not, she never cared at that moment. At that moment, Jane was very frustrated at herself and believe it or not at her teacher, Professor Snape.

"Ugh!" groaned Jane. "I can't believe I did it again! Now, what will he think of me! Even more, what will the Gryffindors think of me!"

She through herself onto her bed and stared up at the top of the poster bed.

"Maybe I just need a break," thought Jane.

Suddenly, she got an idea! Jane got up and pulled out her blue and black suitcase. She looked in the dresser that was hers and started to grab clothes that she would need for her Winter Break. It was coming up, so she decided to start to pack for it.

"I think it is this coming Friday that it is the big feast?" Jane said to herself. "I don't remember what the teachers told us. But, anyways, at least I'm ready for it."

Soon after Jane was done packing, she found herself getting tired, so she got herself into her night owl pajamas that were brown and got into bed. She took off her glasses, and blow out the candle that was on the table. Jane closed her eyes thinking that the next day would just come by fast just like this day, but couldn't help, but forget something that she didn't do that she needs to do for tomorrow, except she forgot what, though. So, she just went to sleep.

AN: I don't own Harry Potter. The only characters I own are Jane, Sarah, and any other characters that I made up. (Last edited 3/20/17)