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Hello guys, Badger here. I hope you are doing well, I know I am. I've been a writing machine the last few days. For the first time in a while, I've been able to write so much, since University has been mellow the last few days. I'm slowly but surely updating my ongoing stories and, at some point, I plan on posting the first chapter for three story ideas I have, so keep an eye out for new stories.

But enough of that, you probably want to read the new chapter, so, read on, enjoy and I will see you at the end.

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Chapter 5

Having A Blast In The Potions Classroom

"I'm sorry, you…you want to what?" Harry asked, wondering if he heard James correctly

Harry had only been in Juvie for a day, serving his second sentence, and already James had a plan in mind, to prank, not just the staff, but all the other children currently serving a Juvie sentence. However, when James told him what his 'grand plan' was, Harry's eyes widened, to the point they were almost popping out of his skull. He shook his head, unsure on if his ears were playing tricks on him, or if James did say, what Harry thought he said. James' grin merely grew bigger.

"You heard me!" James replied "I want to put a bunch of laxatives in the soup the kitchens are serving tonight, for dinner…"

"But…why?" Harry asked, whilst he enjoyed pranks as much as James, he failed to understand the reasoning for this one

"Harry, Harry, Harry, Harry…my young Apprentice…does there have to be a reason?" James chuckled, lightly, shrugging his shoulders "Besides, you've seen the slop they serve and claim to be soup…I've been dying to do something like this for a long time, now…"

"Okay…how are we going to do this, though?" Harry asked "The cook is making the dinner now, you won't be able to put the laxatives in the soup, without her spotting you"

"That is where you come in, my young Apprentice…" James smiled as he placed a hand on Harry's shoulder, gently "You, are going to distract the cook…and when she's distracted, I'm going to sneak in behind her and put the laxatives in the soup, when her back is turned…you just have to keep her distracted long enough, for me to put the laxatives in…now…go on, show me your moves…"

Harry was slightly nervous as he made his way into the canteen area of the Juvenile Detention Centre, where the cook was currently preparing the dinner for night, in the connected kitchen. Harry leant against the counter, being mindful of the heat. The cook noticed Harry's presence and moved away from the ovens, approaching Harry, to see what it was he wanted, leaning against the other side of the counter, eyeing him curiously.

"Can I help you, kiddo?" She asked

"Yeah, I was…I was wondering if…you could tell me what we were having for dinner tonight…"

With the cook distracted by Harry, James, quietly and carefully made his way into the kitchen, behind her, moving slowly, to not make any noise. Smiling when he saw the pot that held the slop that was to be tonight's soup, he made his way over. Taking a moment to check that the cook was still distracted, James then opened the small jar of Laxatives, before pouring the entirety of the contents into the soup.

With that done, James quickly and quietly, made his way back out of the kitchen, unnoticed. Job done.

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Harry had a smile on his face, as he snapped out of his reminiscing, as he made his way to his first lesson. Potions. He remembered that day well. How could he not. The smell from the aftermath is something he would never forget, no matter how much he wanted to. That night, at dinner, after James had been able to put the Laxatives in the soup, the two of them sat next to each other on a table, eating everything besides the soup, as they waited for the fun to begin. It took a few minutes before it happened, one by one, other kids in the canteen started to….to put it bluntly, shit their pants. The staff at the Juvenile Detention Centre, quickly figured out that Harry and James were the ones responsible for the prank and they were punished severely for it.

But, for Harry, it was worth it. Smiling, as he made his way into the Potions Classroom, along with the other students, sitting down next to Michael Corner, at the back of the classrooms, giving his back a few friendly pats.

"You alright, Corner, you git?" Harry said, in a friendly tone, an amused smirk on his face

"Potter" Michael greeted, with a grin "Decided to bless me, with your presence, you prat?"

"Nah…I don't know anything about Potions, but you got sorted into Ravenclaw, so you must be intelligent" Harry shrugged "So, I figured if anyone can help me with this class, it would be you"

"So you're only using me, for your personal gains, I must say, I'm offended, Potter" Michael laughed, evident that he wasn't serious and that it was in jest, "I'm afraid to say, you're barking up the wrong tree, there…word of mouth around the older years, is that Professor Snape is very biased against any student that isn't a Slytherin and takes House Points off any other House for petty things, like breathing too loudly, or for having horrible hand writing"

"You are being serious?" Harry said, his eyebrows raising slightly "Well, I can tell this lesson is going to be a fun one…"

Their conversation was interrupted, as a door opens wildly, as the Potions Professor, Severus Snape enters the classroom, the door slamming behind him. His long, black cloak, billows behind him, as he walks to the front of the classroom, quickly spinning on his heel, as he looked at the classroom, his eyes narrowed, as if the very sight of the students in the classroom, made him angry. Harry already knew he was going to hate this man.

"There will be no silly spells, or foolish wand waving in this class!" He said, in a stern and unfriendly tone, as he paced back and forth, "I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion-making, you may think that Potions is an inferior aspect of magic…however…for those select few, who possess the predisposition and talent…I can teach you, how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses…I can tell how to bottle fame, brew glory…even, put a stopper in death…"

Snape removed his wand, as he turned. With a quick flick on his hand, writing appeared on a blackboard, in white chalk, with diagrams and instructions. Above the instructions and diagrams, in large, bold letters, in white chalk was: CURE FOR BOILS. Snape put his wand away, as he turned back to face the students, placing his hands on his desk, as he looked at each of them, eyes narrowed, sternly and dangerously.

"The Cure for Boils" He said, voice smooth and harsh "A simple concoction to brew, yet it can have horrible side effects if brewed incorrectly…now, get to it!"

Immediately, students began to move to get the ingredients needed, and begin brewing their potions, the horrible stench of ingredients mixing together, filling the air. At the back of the class, Harry and Michael looked at the instructions, on the blackboard, as well as the instructions in their potions book, for several minutes, before they decided to ignore the instructions and just put the ingredients in, randomly, without a care, their potion turning into a thick, green goop, instead of the runny and pink concoction it was supposed to be. At some point, as they continued mixing the ingredients randomly, Michael turned to Harry, a small grin on his face.

"How about we make this more…interesting?" Michael asked

"How interesting, are we talking?" Harry replied, raising an eyebrow, intrigued

"Salamander Blood" Michael smirked, as he pulled out a vial, which he smuggled from the potion's ingredient shelves "If mixed with crushed Snake fangs…well…there is a booming side effect!"

"A boom?" Harry asked, excited "How big of a boom?"

"I suggest ducking under the desk, before it blows" Michael replied "Unless you want to get caught in the crossfire, of the blast…"

Harry grinned, before he took the vial from Michael and poured the Salamander Blood into the cauldron, causing the concoction to begin to smoke a bit, in the cauldron. Harry then quickly hides the empty vial, as Snape suddenly appears, at their desk. He takes one look into their cauldron, before his face turns into a massive scowl, and looked like he was restraining himself from either strangling the two boys in front of him, removing his wand and blasting their cauldron to pieces, or both, in that order.

"How useless are you, at following simple instructions, Potter" He snapped "I expected you to be a dunderhead, like your damn, good for nothing father, but even he could follow instructions so simple, you are such a…"

Snape was cut off, as the cauldron began to shake and rumble, the smoke getting worse by the second. Before Snape, or anyone else in the classroom could do anything, Harry and Michael, quickly ducked under the table, just as the the cauldron exploded, with a loud bang, causing the classroom to shake violently, as thick, green goop to covered, the walls, floors, desks, as well as Professor Snape and other students, unfortunate enough to get caught in the crossfire. Harry and Michael then peaked out from under the desk, both of them laughing slightly, as they looked at the carnage around them, in awe.

"Bloody hell!" Harry said "You didn't say the explosion would be that big, Michael!"

"Potter, Corner!" Snape yelled, after processing what had just happened "50 points from Gryffindor and Ravenclaw and two weeks detention, for the both of you….now everyone…out…out of my classroom now!"

Harry and Michael wasted no time in grabbing their things and quickly ran out of the classroom and ran down the corridors, laughing as they went. Both of them, happy with the result.

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Elsewhere in the castle, Professor Quirrell, was pacing back and forth in his office, as he thought about his orders, given to him by his Master. His Master was getting more and more impatient, as the days went on. He still wasn't happy with Quirrell's failure in trying to obtain the Stone from Gringotts. All that hard work and effort, only to find out the Stone had been removed from the Vault, already and moved elsewhere, before the alarms went off and Quirrell had to quickly flee the scene before he was caught. The Goblin Prison Mines were brutal, so brutal people consider life in Azkaban to be a preferable punishment.

However, his Master was displeased and the pounding Quirrell felt in the back of his skull was evident to that fact that, his Master was, still, not happy with his failures. If the Stone had been removed from the Vault in Gringotts, prior to Quirrell breaking in to use it, on his Master, then that means someone had to of moved it. Dumbledore. The ancient Headmaster was a constant thorn in his Masters side throughout the war, it's more then likely the old fool had the Stone removed from Gringotts and, most likely, hid it somewhere within Hogwarts. And Quirrell had an idea, as to where it could be. The Third-Floor corridors. The old fool had mentioned during the Welcoming Feast that the Third-Floor was out of bounds to all students. There was no other place the Stone could be. However, Quirrell had to be smart. He couldn't just go wandering about there. Dumbledore may be an old fool, but he wasn't stupid. The ancient Headmaster, most likely, had guards, as well as defences set up to protect the Stone.

Quirrell was going to have to cause a distraction within Hogwarts, to keep all the staff busy, whilst he sneaks up to the Third-Floor to find the Stone. When he did, he will return his Master to his former glory and, the whole Wizarding World will kneel before his Master, as he goes through and gets rid, of all those who defied or wrong him in any way.

Starting with Potter.

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And that is Chapter 5. I hope you guys enjoyed.

I know this chapter was, a little, shorter than previous chapters, so far. I didn't mean for it to be this short, I expected it to be longer. Oh well. Guess I was wrong. I guess I could have added some extra stuff to fill the chapter up a bit more, but that would include a lot of filler, which I try not to include in my stories for the sake of it. Besides, this chapter included everything I wanted to include, so there wasn't much a point adding filler anyway.

Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed. If you have a story idea you would like to request, let me know in my PM's. But that is all for now, I will see you next time, in whatever story I see you in.

Badger Out

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