Black Soul- George Weasley

The One With The Advanced Potion

Astraea walked the next day to the library.

"Hello Madam Pince", she smiled.

"Hello dear", she replied quitely.

Astraea walked towards the shelves searching for books on Grindylos since even she believes now that Lockhart is a fraud. She was searching when she heard some voices in the Restricted Section, she followed to see Harry, Ron and Hermione.

"Please tell me you have permission to be here", she smirked.

"Oh yes from Lockhart", Hermione said excitedly.

"Of course", Astraea chuckled. "Stay out of trouble"

She was about to leave when Hermione stopped her, "I could use your help"

She looked at the three who were smiling sheepishly, "What now?"

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"Out of literally everything I have ever done, which includes sneaking out to Knocktown Alley at 12 in the morning, this is the most dangerous thing", Astraea whispered yelled in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom.

Hermione opened Moste Potente Potions carefully, and the four of them bent over the damp-spotted pages. It was clear from a glance why it belonged in the Restricted Section. Some of the potions had effects almost too gruesome to think about, and there were some very unpleasant illustrations, which included a man who seemed to have been turned inside out and a witch sprouting several extra pairs of arms out of her head.

"Here it is," said Hermione excitedly as she found the page headed The Polyjuice Potion. It was decorated with drawings of people halfway through transforming into other people. 

"This is the most complicated potion I've ever seen," said Astraea as they scanned the recipe. "Lacewing flies, leeches, fluxweed, and knotgrass," she murmured, running her finger down the list of ingredients. "Well, they're easy enough, they're in the student store-cupboard, we can help ourselves. . . . Oooh, look, powdered horn of a bicorn — don't know where we're going to get that — shredded skin of a boomslang — that'll be tricky, too — and of course a bit of whoever we want to change into."

"Excuse me?" said Ron sharply. "What d'you mean, a bit of whoever we're changing into? I'm drinking nothing with Crabbe's toenails in it —"

Hermione and Astraea started talking as though they hadn't heard him. "We don't have to worry about that yet, though, because we add those bits last. . . ."

Ron turned, speechless, to Harry, who had another worry."D'you realize how much we're going to have to steal, Hermione? Shredded skin of a boomslang, that's definitely not in the students' cupboard. What're we going to do, break into Snape's private stores? I don't know if this is a good idea. . . ."

Hermione shut the book with a snap.

"Well, if you two are going to chicken out, fine," Hermione said. There were bright pink patches on her cheeks and her eyes were brighter than usual. "I don't want to break rules, you know. I think threatening Muggle-borns is far worse than brewing up a difficult potion. But if you don't want to find out if it's Malfoy, I'll go straight to Madam Pince now and hand the book back in —"

"No don't", stopped her Astraea, taking the book and looking through it.

"I never thought I'd see the day when you'd be persuading us to break rules," said Ron. "All right, we'll do it. But not toenails, okay?"

"How long will it take to make, anyway?" said Harry as Hermione, looking happier, joined Astraea again.

"Well, since the fluxweed has got to be picked at the full moon and the lacewings have got to be stewed for twenty-one days . . . I'd say it'd be ready in about a month, if we can get all the ingredients", said Astraea.

"A month?" said Ron. "Malfoy could have attacked half the Muggle-borns in the school by then!" But Hermione's eyes narrowed dangerously again, and he added swiftly, "But it's the best plan we've got, so full steam ahead, I say."

"Wait wait", Astraea came to realization. "Malfoy? My cousin? Heir of Slytherin?" Astraea laughed loud.

"Why are you laughing?" frowned Harry. "All facts check in"

"He got scared when I showed him a fly once, it wasn't real!"

"Just to make sure", Hermione said and Astraea shrugged.

"You should come", Hermione added excitedly.

"Thank you but no", Astraea chuckled.

"You won't have to drink, you can morph!"

"I have a month to decide right?"

"You would say no?" Harry looked worried.

"Would you let me keep this book for a while if I say yes?" she raised her eyebrows at Hermione.

"Yes", Hermione smiled.

"Deal", Astraea grinned scanning the book again.

"I did not know you loved Potions", Hermione said.

"Potions is art", smiled Astraea. "And I plan on being a Healer".

"That's new", Hermione smiled. "I never heard anyone say that"

"That's why I chose it"

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