Potions I

[Neisa Málbrindal]

"Ain't that the truth," Pip muttered under her breath, stirring her Aging Potion.

Against her will, she destinctly remembered two boys turning her nose into a pig snout... and then having to face many children laughing at her for quite a while. Humiliating.

Suddenly, Snape was beside her. "Miss Thropp," He said cooly. "You're potion is supposed to be lavender."

"Yes, Professor," She said, meekly.

"Then why is it green?" Snape said. "You forgot the fly wings. Your potion is completely useless. Evanesco," The potion disapeered, leaving a spotless cauldron behind. "Do it again, and this time, try not to get distracted with your petty love life,"

[Lessien Thurgood/Sáralondë]

When Snape walked off Lessien glared at him and handed Pippa some of the ingredients she had used up, "Here Pip." She tilted her head, "You okay?"

[Neisa Málbrindal]

"Thanks, Les." Pippa said quietly. "Yeah, I'm alright. I'm just a little cheesed off still about what happened in the Common Room..." She waved her hand, as if trying to blow the memory away from her head, and returned to her usual cheery smile. "It's not important."

Pippa leaned over to look Lessien's cauldron. Perfect color!

"God, how do you DO it?"

[Lessien Thurgood/Sáralondë]

She shrugged, "Beats me. Here try using this instead of the green one." Lessien handed Pippa the purple fly wings.


OOC: I'm going to pretend there's more than one color since we have no clue what goes in the potion. Lol.

[Míriel Málbrindal]

Gemma gripped her wand behind Snape's back and totally was about to stand up with it before Lessien and Pippa grabbed both of her arms and hauled her back to her seat. Gemma muttered angrily, throwing the ingredients into her caudlron. Along the way, it turned a bright lemon yellow that nearly blinded her.

"I wonder if there were to accidentally be a hungry wolf around..." Gemma sighed, looking to Pippa. "DOn't worry about Garron-he's an arse, just like every other guy. He'll be...sweet when he wants to." She grimaced at the last part, looking into her cauldron at the yellow mixture. Right now he's about as sweet as a lemon.

[Lessien Thurgood/Sáralondë]

"Umm, I think you're missing something because it's not supposed to be yellow Gem. We don't have much time left so you'd better hurry."

[Míriel Málbrindal]

Gemma sniffed at the potion and smiled. "Just about done. I let it boil to long, I think." she took a small wad of a black widow's string, and flicked it into the cauldron, she smiled as it soon started to bubble lavander. "I knew all that studying would help," she said, thinking of all the all-nighters she'd pulled.

[Lessien Thurgood/Sáralondë]

Lessien smiled as Gemma fixed her potion just as Snape turned around.

"Time." He stated and went about checking each student's potions.

Lessien crossed her fingers that Telery was able to get her potion to become lavendar even though she knew Snape made everyone thing it had no color. Closing her eyes she refused to look as Snape drew closer.

[Nessa Erugenel]

Nessa slipped in the back and sat down waiting patiently. She was late, she was so friggin late. She wanted to laugh, she could not get in trouble though. She had a teacher's note from McGonagall. Thank heaven for that. Snape would be down her throat in seconds when he noticed her, and then she would give him the note and he would back off. No man wanted to deal with the problems of a young woman.

[Lessien Thurgood/Sáralondë]

Opening her eyes slightly when she heard the someone sit down she turned around slightly and saw Nessa, "Where were you?" She mouthed silently.

"Later," was the only reply.

She didn't have time to ask anything else and Snape came up to her table and darkly looked over the potions.

[Míriel Málbrindal]

Gemma watched as Snape peered at her potion. His dark eyes flickered to hers, and she met his stare determined and proudly. He looked like he wanted to spit in her cauldron, but moved on. When he wasn't paying attention, Gemma looked up at Nessa, raising a wry eyebrow.

Nessa grinned at her.

She shook her head, turning back around.

[Mininirime]

Telery's potion had turned into lavender just before Snape reached her, but he didn't have much attention for it though, because right at the same moment he noticed Nessa, with an empty cauldron standing beside her.

"I see" Snape sneered, "Once again the rules are beneath miss Nessa. Since you have missed the whole class I think it is time for you to become even better acquainted with the one classroom that you do seem to visit regularly. This means detention!"

[Lessien Thurgood/Sáralondë]

Lessien smacked her face with her hand knowing that Nessa had some kind of way to get out of this, but hoping that her friend would not blow up at Snape. Suddenly a loud bang could be heard and most everyone looked over at a cauldron that had exploded. Neville Longbottom's cauldron to be exact. I saw that potion and it was right. What.... Lessien's thought process trailed off as she saw Draco's smirk. With a roll of her eyes and a flick of her wand, the mess was cleaned up and Neville had the correct potion brewing in his cauldron. Glancing at Nessa she saw her friend pocketing her own wand and smiled knowing she was responsible for the potion. Snape turned around and glared at her opening his mouth.

[Nessa Erugenel]

Nessa smiled pleasantly knowing very well he understood that she was in fact upset. She only set off cauldrons when she was. She handed him the note.

“Here you are Professor. McGonagall has seen fit to excuse me.” She told him. Snape red the note and a very faint tint of red washed over his face, but it quickly disappeared. He cleared his throat and grumbled something no one heard.

“All right Miss Charles. You are excused- this time.” Nessa smiled and nodded her head.

“Thank you professor.” She said her voice chipper.

[Mininirime]

Snape turned around, obviously angry and annoyed, and continued making his round through the room, judging the students in a much harsher manner than before. Telery felt sorry for them, but couldn't help but be relieved that hers had been checked already. After he had checked all cauldrons, Snape moved back to the front of the room.

"Everyone hand in a flask of you potion for extra examination. And for next weak write an essay on how to correctly make an aging potion, and, he said with a vile smile, "its counterpotion." The students all looked shocked, they'd never even discussed the counterpotion, how could they write an essay about it. "Two scrolls of parchment, next week on my desk at the beginning of class. Class dismissed!"

Telery growled, that would mean night work again. "Snape is trying to give us all nervous breakdowns." She muttered.

OOC: Is it ok to finish the class?