Parseltongue in Potions (DRARRY)

Parseltonge

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Harry's POV

"Not wormwood, Mr. Potter. You need to add the flobberworm puss first, then take your cauldron off the burner." Professor Snape snapped at me. "Ten points from Gryffindor," he added snarkily.

My face was undoubtedly pink at his words, while the Slytherins were snickering. I thought I was doing it correctly, guess not then. Or maybe that was Snape's attempt at humiliating me in front of everyone. It's even worse that Malfoy heard. I've had a crush on Malfoy since third year, thats almost two years by now. At this point, I had started to drift into my own thoughts, working on the potion in a robotic manner. I was shaken out of my thoughts when Parkinson started screaming.

"SNAKE! SNAKE! THERE'S A SNAKE!" She then continued to jump on her chair and knock her scalding cauldron off the table. The contents of said cauldron began to spread over to an oblivious and unsuspecting Neville sitting at the same table as Parkinson. The bubbling potion made it to the boys arms, he understandably started crying out in pain as boils found their way up to his elbows.

"Miss. Parkinson, calm down immediately. There is absolutely no need for dramatics. I can assure you there is no such snake in my classroom. Now, come with me Mr. Longbottom, lets get you to the hospital wing. I expect all of you to keep working diligently." Snape sneered while looking directly at me. He proceeded to clean up the potion with a sharp flick of his wand. After a swirl of robes, he stormed out of the classroom gripping poor Neville's elbow.

As soon as he left Parkinson started up again, "I'm serious, I'm not making this up. I swear I saw a snake just over there!" She pointed in the general direction of a cluster of Slytherins.

At this, Goyle decided to check his bag and sheepishly looked up, "Ummm.... Pans, the snake isn't in my bag..." He tried to whisper, but his increasing panic got the best of him.

After a lengthy silence, Parkinson whacked Goyle with her potions book. "How could you let a severely venomous snake find its way out of your bag? Or maybe I should be asking where your brain was when you chose to bring it in here?" she said in a deadly whisper, practically seething.

Goyle rubbed his arm while Malfoy jumped in to stop Parkinson from injuring Goyle further. "Pans, we need to find that snake before Professor Snap returns."

I realized with a start that throughout the argument, students began to stand on their chairs out of fear of the snake. Everyone except me. I was too busy watching Malfoy to notice the movements in the rest of the classroom.

Everyone must have come to the consensus and agreed that we would try to look around for the snake. I was snapped out of my daydream as people started moving around.

Hermione came over to me, "Harry, I know you like Malfoy, but if you don't want everyone to get a clue, maybe don't stare at him for a whole ten minutes." She said playfully. "You want to look for the snake together, Ron's looking with Seamus and Dean?" She added.

"Sure. Let's just hope that it doesn't try to kill us." I laughed while we chose to start searching by the potions cabinent.

"Stupid wizards...ugly little bitch...I just want to take a nap... keep interrupting me..." came a small whisper from across the room. I was confused and asked, "Hermione, did you hear that?"

"No, what are you talking abo—Harry you're a Parselmouth! I bet you heard the snake! Try talking to it!"

"Hermione you're a genious!" I then kissed her cheek in a brotherly way. When I pulled away, I saw an envious look flit across Malfoy's face. As soon as it was there, it was gone. I just chose to ignore it becuase it couldn't have been about Hermione and me. Almost everyone in our year knew I was gay. I started to walk to the middle of the classroom and people stopped to watch what I was going to do out of curiosity. A few  had a look of realization flicker over their faces as they figured out what I was about to do.