Being a Greengrass after all should sound pretty serene.
But befriending "the Emeralds" should not, especially when hearts become entangled with the infamous Regulus Black.
Goodness, lawfulness, or evilness. Which path will they tread?
I guess you...
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October 6th, 1976
"Pair up!"
Slughorn calls out and motions for one last time for the students to pair up in class; apart from the less popular extra subjects where students from all houses learn together due to the class size, potion and astronomy are the only classes in which Ravenclaws and Slytherins are paired up, so Avery finds herself matched with a Ravenclaw girl named Teresa Oracle she knows quite well. She looks around the room to see the other pairs: Regulus with Henry, Barty and Dorcas each with another boy and girl from Slytherin, and last but not least, Pandora with Evan.
Avery walks up to Teresa and smiles politely as she sets her things onto the desk, "Hey, ready to get started on our potion?"
Teresa looks up, returning her smile warmly.
"Yeah, sure. Do you want to handle the ingredients, or do you want to brew the potion?"
She moves a few things aside, creating space for the both of them to work comfortably. Her hair is pulled back into a neat bun, though a few strands have escaped, framing her face.
Avery considers the options for a moment before settling on the ingredients, because she'd rather analyze and measure the ingredients than do the cauldron stirring.
"I'd prefer to handle the ingredients if that's alright with you."
"Of course, that's fine with me. I'm more comfortable with the brewing anyways."
Avery nods back, already turning her attention to the array of ingredients laid out on the workstation. She studies the list of what they need and starts gathering the necessary items, putting them in order for easy access.
Teresa glances over at her as she works, "How are you so organized? I always seem to be losing my eye of newt or my lacewing flies somewhere."
Avery smiles as finished measuring the syrup of hellebore.
"It drives mad when something isn't in its proper place."
"You'd never survive a day in my room, then. Would probably have a heart attack at the sight of the mess."
"Horror of horrors. But in all seriousness, maybe one day I'll venture into your room and bring some order to the chaos."
Teresa chuckles, "Oh, you're more than welcome to try. But I warn you - once you step into my room, all hope is gone."
Avery glances at her as she works through the ingredients, shaking her head slightly.
"Never underestimate the power of a determined neat freak."
She smiles, replying a "I'll keep that in mind" before continuing to prepare the cauldron got brewing the potion.
After 30 minutes of random chatting and comfortable silences between as they concentrate on the project, she finishes the potion brewing. As they're about to present a vial to Professor Slughorn, a loud boom fills the classroom.
