❝𝐈 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝.❞
Jupiter Black has been isolated from the outside world her entire life up until the age of thirteen. During a duel with her mother, Jupiter tragically witnesses her death and flees from h...
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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 4
I MAKE MY WAY THROUGH THE CORRIDOR AND TOWARDS MY ADVANCED POTIONS CLASS. A line of students stand outside and I wait there beside Hermione. I tap my dark nails against my book with an exhale.
"Nice hair, Black." Malfoy smirks out, nudging his head towards my short curls. I rub my fingers underneath my tired eyes with an eye roll. "Thanks." I mumble out and blink my tired eyes. "Didn't think you were smart enough for this class, Malfoy." I sneer out to him and he chuckles.
"You'd be surprised, Black." He snaps back with a slight smirk before turning towards his friend. I move back to Hermione and she frowns at me, her eyes flickering between me and Malfoy. "What was that?" She asks me and I exhale with a slight chuckle.
"It was nothing, seriously. I genuinely can't stand him." I say and the door of the Potions classroom opens. Professor Slughorn stands there with a polite smile on his face. He says hello to each person individually as we walk in.
His eyes lock me and I can see a glint flicker beneath them. "Hello, Professor. I'm Jupiter Black, it's wonderful to meet you." I say politely. "A b-black. And a Hartshorn?" He stutters out, intrigued and I nod. "Ah, I have high hopes for you, high hopes indeed." He mumbles to himself and I move over to stand beside Hermione.
I hold my mother's copy of the class inside of my hands as everyone gets theirs. Everything is annotated by her, and most spells I have already done. As Slughorn begins to speak, he gets interrupted by Ron and Harry who walks inside.
"Ah, Harry, my boy, I was beginning to worry." Slughorn turns around to look at them and his eyes move from Harry to Ron. "We've brought someone with us, I see." He mumbles to himself. "Ron Weasley, sir." Ron introduces and takes in a breath. Lavender Brown, who stands beside Hermione gapes at Ron.
"But I'm dead awful at Potions, a menace, actually. So I'm just gonna—" Slughorn cuts him off. Hermione shoots Lavender a look before giving me a confused glance. "Nonsense, we'll sort you out. Any friend of Harry's is a friend of mine. Get your books out." Slughorn turns back to us and Harry speaks up.
"I'm sorry sir, but I actually haven't got my book yet. And nor has Ron." Harry points out, and Slughorn waves a hand. "Not to worry. Get what you want from the cupboard." Slughorn moves over to us.
"Now, as I was saying. I prepared some concoctions this morning. Any ideas what these might be?" I look at the potions and raise my hand, Hermione does the same. "Yes, Miss Black." He motions me towards the table with the potions. I look over the first one.
"That one there is Veritaserum." Slughorn motions me to continue. "It's a truth-telling serum. And that would be Polyjuice Potion, it's terribly tricky to make and it allows you to transform yourself into someone else." I move onto the final potion.
