The Slytherin Mudblood: Book 2

Chapter 14

THE POLYJUICE POTION IS READY

While in study hall, we were working on the assignments the teachers had assigned. Professor Flitwick assigned a ten-inch essay on the use of the levitation charm. Respectfully, there wasn't much for its use. Professor Snape assigned a fifteen-inch essay on the use of asphodel, for he was known for giving out the longest of essays. Professor Sprout gave homework for today's lesson on shrivel-figs. I occasionally helped Daphne with her herbology homework because she forgot a few things during the lesson. Sometimes she gets so bored that she forgets what she's doing and her mind trails off. But, it's okay since I managed to fill her in on a few matters like the main uses of shrivel-figs are potion-making and medicinal purposes.

As I helped Daphne with her homework, I occasionally glanced at the Gryffindor trio to check up on them. They disappeared after Defense Against the Dark Arts class and they haven't talked to me at all. I was still wondering a lot about Harry's hissing noises when talking with the snake. I was hoping they would tell me this afternoon. Everyone looked over to see Harry stand and storm out of the room, clearly aggravated by something.

I finished with my work and over the next few days, word had gotten out that Harry had petrified two people, a ghost and a student. Justin Finch-Fletchley, a Hufflepuff, specifically the same Hufflepuff who supposedly Harry set the snake on. And Nearly-Headless Nick, who was the Ghost of Gryffindor Tower.

While Harry was gone somewhere, Hermione, Ron and I went into the girls' bathroom to talk about the recent events. I started off the conversation, "Okay, can someone please tell me what is going on with Harry?"

Ron answered, "Harry, we discovered is a parselmouth. That means he can talk to snakes, and apparently he was telling that snake not to attack Justin."

"So does anybody know why he can talk to snakes?" I asked, knowing that not many, if anyone at all, could do that.

Hermione answered, "None of us know, but, Salazar Sytherin could talk to snakes—"

Ron interjected "So, everyone now thinks he's related to him! Like a great-great-great grandson or something."

"Wait, wait, wait! Salazar Slytherin could talk to snakes? That's wicked! So that's why the symbol is a serpent, it makes so much sense, but if Harry can talk to snakes, then why isn't he in Slytherin?"

"We don't know. Only Harry and the Sorting Hat knows," Hermione informed.

"So, let me get this straight. Harry can talk to snakes and he didn't even know this. And people think he's a great descendant of Salazar Slytherin because he could also talk to snakes, but he's actually not."

Hermione interjected, "We don't know that for sure. He lived a thousand years ago, so it's possible. By the way, we have a plan to officially get Harry and Ron into Slytherin House. The Polyjuice Potion should be ready during the holidays. We will transform and you can get us into the Slytherin common room where we can talk to Malfoy. Most people will be gone, but Malfoy seems to be staying so this is practically our only chance. The only thing left to do is for Ron and Harry to get Crabbe and Goyle's hair."

"Sleeping draught?" I suggested.

Hermione smiled, "That's perfect! I'll whip up a quick potion."

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The next day, we ran into the bathroom with our potion ingredients and made a simple sleeping draught. Hermione used a syringe and injected most of the draught inside two tiny muffins. We ran to the Great Hall for dinner to inform Harry, I couldn't be seen with them so instead I went to the Slytherin table with Draco. I wanted to talk with Daphne but I couldn't since she had gone home to spend time with her family. 

Draco and I talked with Crabbe and Goyle about Harry's stunt. Draco spat, "I think Potter is going to get expelled for all this."

I just looked at him angrily, "Really? You need to stop obsessing with this! Like seriously! I understand you hate each other, but it's giving me a migraine!"

I look behind to see the trio dashing off and Hermione gives me a nod. I understand that as, Getting Crabbe and Goyle's hairs plan starts now! I look at Crabbe and Goyle not even paying attention, "You guys aren't even paying attention to Draco's and my conversation, why don't you just go into the kitchens? There are extra pies in the back. If you want them, be sure to get them before the first-years do."

They gave wide smiles and dashed off, now Harry and Ron could get the hairs. Draco just looked at me, "What was that for?"

"They're idiots and you know it. Besides they don't even pay attention, all you have is me to listen to every stupid thing you spit out," I state.

Draco thinks for a moment, "While yes, you are right. I had something important to tell them, about the recent events that had been happening."

"Well, whatever it is. I'm sure you can tell them tonight in the common room." I said, rubbing his shoulder. "Doesn't matter how important it is. However, I gotta go. See ya, Draco."

He just smiled at me as I left. I skipped over the bathrooms to check if everything was going according to plan. I walked in to find Hermione prepping the potion. She was at the sink pouring the muddy, thick, gray concoction that was the Polyjuice Potion into three large beakers. It looked so disgusting! I wanted to hurl just looking at it. Hermione informed us, "We'll have exactly one hour before we change back into ourselves."

"Make this count, everyone," I said, watching in anticipation.

She handed them each a beaker and they added the hairs, Ron snarled, "Uggggh! Essence of Crabbe!"

I tried to power through the thick smell of Crabbe and Goyle, "Think of it like medicine, tastes disgusting, but helps immensely. Now, bottoms up, everyone!"

They slowly drank the thick potion and tried not to throw up. I could tell by their faces, I did not want to drink that. All three of them dropped their glasses onto the floor and they crashed with glass shattering everywhere. They rushed over to one of the stalls, Ron said, "I think I'm gonna be sick!"

Hermione followed, "Me too!"

Just watching them drink that disgustingness, I felt sick to my stomach, imagining if I drank that. The thought of drinking it was enough to make my stomach churn again, so I leaned over the sink for support, shutting my eyes closed. After a few deep breaths, I looked back up to see Goyle in glasses. Harry looked exactly like Goyle! "Harry?" I asked.

"Victoria, it worked!" Harry cheered.

Ron came out from one of the stalls looking exactly like Crabbe, "Harry?"

Harry said, "Ron."

Ron looked at Harry, now turned Goyle, in surprise as he had never taken Polyjuice before. He was utterly stunned, "Bloody hell!"

Harry realized, "We still sound like ourselves!"

I know Crabbe and Goyle best, so I gave a few tips. "Crabbe sounds deeper than that, and he has this grunty like personality, and Harry, make your voice sound less cute and squeaky."

They spoke again to test their new voices, "Excellent!" Harry complimented.

Ron, concerned, asked, "But, where's Hermione?"

She spoke in a sort of distress, "I-I don't think I'm going. You go on without me."

"Hermione, Are you ok?" Harry asked.

"Just go, you're wasting time!" She shouted.

I ushered Harry and Ron out, "Come on, let's go! We have to make it past the prefects, we should be in our common rooms, right now."