Lily Black

Chapter 44: Potions

When I woke the next morning Hermoine was staring at me.

"What do you need?" I asked getting up.

"What did you say to George?" She asked me.

"A Lot why?" I asked.

"I heard that they are planning something for the OWLS. I think you spared it on." Hermoine said.

"Hermoine I honestly don't care." I said walking into the bathroom.

"Do you mean that?" She asked.

"Yes." I said.

"Ok then. I am guessing you're not coming to lunch so see you in potions." She said walking off.

I gave a sigh as I pulled my long straight black hair into a half up half down look. When I slid off my pajama top I looked in the mirror. A small tear rolled down my face. My body I once loved was covered in black and blue spots that did not go away with the potions. They had potions for a lot but none for getting rid of bruises and healing potions healed the insides not the outside.

I put on my robe fast, but carefully pulled it down so that it covered the bruises. I grabbed my potions book and walked down to the dunges. I dreaded this class because It was with Snape who hated me for who my dad is. I also dreaded it because it was a class with the Slytherins. I walked to the class to find most of the kids standing there. They all looked at me of course. Harry beckoned me over and took me into a little group they had.

I turned over my shoulder to look at Draco. He looked down at the ground. The door flew open and Snape beckoned people in. I walked to a cauldron by Hermoine and Ron as well as Harry.

"Today we will be trying to make the potion of healing." Snape said, his eyes looking over the crowd. They stopped at me.

"I see Miss.Black finally decided to join us." He said. "I had heard a rumor you were back but now I see it with my own eyes. Did you have a nice holiday?" He said with a smirk.

I said nothing.

"It's rude to not talk to your professors, you know that right?" Snape sneared.

"Professor, I don't think that is appropriate." Harry said.

"Yeah you know where she was." Ron said.

"Talking back Potter and Weasley are we? 20 points from Gryffindor for your rudeness. I like whatever happened to you Black. You're no longer rude like your father was. It should happen more often." He snickered.

I let out a small whimper. He knew full well what happened to me.

After a lot more explanation about the potion Snape finally let us do it on our own. I picked up the glass vial and it shook my hand. I poured it in and returned the glass to its holder. I took another ingreat and it shook in my hands too. This one slipped out of my hands. It fell to the floor with a crash. I looked up to see everyone turned to look at me. I looked down at my hand covered in blood.

It looked like Snape's face broke for a minute. All it took to make him feel was to be tortured for a few days and then breaking a glass. His face turned back to stone in an instant.

"I am so sorry Professor I will clean it up right away." I said my voice was breaking.

I took my wand in my nonbloody hand and moved it in an S motion and said "Scourgify." The mess and glass were gone in an instant.

"Try to be more careful Mrs. Black." Snape said, returning to what he was doing.

"Hermoine, can you help me?" I asked, showing her my bloody hand.

"Yes of course." She said, pulling out her wand. "Episkey." She said moving her wand in a down word line.

"Thanks." I said as the cut healed and the blood disappeared.

"No problem." She said returning to her potion

I looked down at the potion. It looked black just like how I felt.