"So, what did you two," eyebrow roll thingy from Ron, "do last night."
"We went over some random objects and the first chapter of Magical Drafts and Potions." I reply, ignoring the eyebrows. Harry looks appalled by the eyebrows of Ron.
"Sure, sure." Ron says sarcastically.
"C'mon Ron!" Harry says in an attempt to make Ron believe we are not a couple. "You were probably listening over the balcony the entire time."
In fact, Ron was. I saw him out of the corner of my eye when we started reviewing. We couldn't waste our time on Ron though; I had to drill him in the questions Snape was supposed to ask. I also drilled him in most of the ingredients and what you can make with them. The extra drilling was incase Snape decided not to go by the book and ask Harry different questions.
We heard an owl call. It was either Hegwig or Aglaia; they were to close to tell. Aglaia dropped something on my empty plate and Hegwig on Harry's. I opened mine the same time Harry opened his. Mine read:
Dear Katie,
I know you have a secret and I would like you to see me after your potions class today if you don't mind. I know you know that Harry is going to get a letter from Hagrid. As much as you want to go, will you meet me in my office? Go see Professor Mcgonagall and she will take you to me if you wish to see me. Trust me, you will get time to spend with Ron to teach him your four-move kill. So, would you please meet me in my office?
Headmaster and yours,
Dumbledore
That was weird. How did he know what she wanted to teach Ron? It must be some headmaster skill.
"What does yours say?" Harry asked.
"Dumbledore wants to see me after potions." I reply. "What about you?"
"Hagrid. He wants to chat." Harry says back.
"Tell me how that goes." I say to him.
"Can I come with you Harry?" Ron says. "I'd very much like to meet him."
"Of course." Harry replies.
"Oh, by the way," Ron starts, "We got double potions with the snakes."
"Sad." I say. "Harry, if Snape asks you any questions about anything we reviewed last night, be sure to impress. Okay?"
"I'd love to show the head snake what I know Katie." He says with a smug smile on his face.
"Let's get going." Ron pipes up. "Potions starts soon and I don't want to be late. Especially to this class."
We all left the Great Hall and ran to potions. Ron dropped his textbook a couple of times and Harry and I couldn't help but laugh, making Ron's face turn as red as his hair. When we got to Snape's classroom, we slowed down to a casual walk. Ron had to wipe the sweat off his brow he was so scared.
We were one of the first people into the classroom, Malfoy, his "bodyguards", and Snape were the only people in the room.
"Someone's excited for class." Snape says. His eyes on us as we take our seats next to each other.
"We didn't' want to be late, sir." I say.
"I would assume not," Replies Snape. I notice his voice is almost as slithery as his house. My face hardens at the thought He notices this and asks, "Is something wrong?"
"Of course not!" I say. I make my voice sound astonished. "Why would you think that?"
"You looked," He paused, "pained."
"You must have very good eyes, or you're very observant." I decided to be nice, for I wanted this slithery man on my side. "I appeared pained because of a dream I remember having."
"Would you care to share?" Snape asks.
"Hmm. It was about going to Hogwarts." I say, making something up at the spur of the moment. "There was a three-headed dog and a stone. There was a man. His body was shared with the spirit of you-know-who. The man wanted the stone; he wanted it very badly. Before that, there was a Quidditch match. The seeker almost had the golden snitch when he was nearly thrown off his broom. Another man was trying to save the seeker using a counter curse." The entire time I carefully watched Snape's face. The only subtle change in his face is the change in his eyes but the change is gone faster than it came.
"Miss Katie," Snape starts, "would you care to go into further detail at the end of class? Do you have plans after class?"
"Indeed I do." I reply. His face fills with anger and disappointment. "Dumbledore has sent owl that he wants to see me after this class. If there is time before dinner after I see him, I will come to you. Is that alright?"
"Why not come after dinner?"
"I promised someone a game of wizard chess." I glance at Ron who tries to hide a smile.
"Well, now it is time for class to start." Snape says. I turn and see everybody is here. "Let's start with roll call."
Snape started. When he got to Harry's name he let out a low growl. At the end of roll call, he gave a small speech on how some of us won't believe potion making to be magic.
He then chose that moment to ask Harry a question that he already knew the answer to. "Potter! What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to and infusion of wormwood?"
Hermione's hand shot into the air. I smirked and Harry replied, "A sleeping potion. It is so powerful that it is known as the Drought of Living Death."
Hermione was surprised. She thought she was smarter than everyone. No, I'm the smartest because I knew this was going to happen. Snape's look was the best by far. He was trying to make a point with Harry and his point making had just gone down the drain. I had to bite my tongue to keep myself from laughing. Malfoy's mouth formed a perfect 'o'. The mouth of every Slytherin formed a perfect 'o' in fact. All the Gryffindors except Hermione was smiling.
"Okay," Smape continued, "If you're so smart tell me I might find a bezoar." Hermione's hand shot up into the air, again.
Harry didn't answer for a minute. He just sat there and smiled before he finally said, "The stomach of a goat. I do believe it saves you from most poisons."
Snape growled. "What's the difference between monkshood and wolfsbane?"
"They are the same plant that also goes by the name of aconite."
Snape continued to further question Harry on different ingredients before he had to start class.
We were making a potion to cure boils. I was hoping that potion making went better than any of my other classes. I fail at magic and end up getting Hermione's smart mouth. In potions I really didn't have to do anything. It is much like cooking.
Snape paired us in twos. I got paired with Harry and Ron got paired with Hermione. I felt bad for him.
Harry and I sat next to Neville and his partner. "Watch Neville every once in a while." I whisper. "He might add something wrong and then snape wouldn't be to happy."
"Yes, of course."
Harry and I did pretty well; even I did most of the work. When we took the cauldron off the burner, I looked over to Neville who hadn't but was adding the porcupine quills anyway.
"Neville," I whispered in his direction, "Take the burner off before you add the porcupine quills."
"Oh, thanks Katie." I barely hear it.
The rest of the class is waiting for everyone else to finish. Harry and I finish early. We also went through and started leaning chapter 2 of our potions textbook. Snape didn't seem pleased but he didn't seem upset either. We looked over at Hermione sometime later and noticed that she still didn't finish. I looked like she was having trouble with the last ingredient.
Class was over quickly, but I was stopped before I left the door. "Miss Katie, if you have time after your appointment with Dumbledore, would you please come see me?"
"Yes, Professor." I say then quickly hurry out the door to find Harry.
I find Harry waiting just outside the door, which is nice. "Hey, thought we'd wait for you."
"Aw, that's so sweet." I reply. "I have to go to Dumbledore's so I'll see you at dinner, okay?"
"Okay, and don't forget that match you promised me later!" Ron yells as I run off to find Professor Mcgonagall.
Readers! Thank you for reading. I was very tempted to leave this as a cliff hanger, and I did! Mwahahah! Anyway, I don't have much to say this time so I will just say please review! Thank you for reading… - wolfhound22