Die Again Another Day: Multi-Fandom Fanfic

Chapter 5: I Almost Blow Up

Potions- The next day
I look to Harry, Ron and Hermione for help. They just look at me and shrug their shoulders because Snape is moving his eyes between me and them. He even separated us for this. Bollocks, what am I supposed to do now? I forgot how to brew Cure for Boils. I already have Dried Nettles, 6 snake fangs, 4 horned slugs, 2 porcupine quills, Pungous Onions, Flobberworm Mucus, and Ginger root but I don't remember the next ingredient. Was it Shrake spines or Wolfsbane? Bloody hell. I look to Hermione, then at Professor Snape, who was glaring at me intently, back to Hermione, then to my cauldron.

    "Let's go Delano," I hear Draco Malfoy snicker from across the room, in the Slytherin section of the classroom. I look up just in time to see Snape shoot a glare at Malfoy. I successfully hide a grin as Snape looks back to me. Neville Longbottom, however, was not as lucky as I. As Snape was bringing his attention back to me, Neville had not quite stopped chuckling to himself.

    "Mr. Longbottom. What do you find so amusing?" Snape was not very happy, but then again, when is he?

    "Nothing, sir. Nothing is amusing at all, sir," Neville says as his head hangs low. I'll have to remember to thank Neville later for buying me more time. Because in the time he distracted Snape, I had held up both items I wasn't sure about and looked to Hermione. She motions her head towards the Shrake spines. Now I'm ready for when Snape refocuses his attention on me.

    "We don't have all day Mr. Delano. Continue."

    So I look back to my cauldron and put in the pickled Shrake spines, stirring gently, so as not to over excite them, add a glug of stewed horned slugs, and some more porcupine quills. And then to finish the potion I wave my wand over the cauldron.

    A minute passes by with nothing happening. I'm starting to worry. Another minute gone. Then two, then three, then four. Finally a puff of pink smoke starts to drift from inside the cauldron and then starts streaming out.

"Congratulations Mr. Delano. Your potion has earned you a B+. You may leave now."

"Thank you, sir," I say with a slight bow of my head as I return to my seat.

I grab my materials that are in my spot next to Hermione and give her a quick smile. "Thank you so much. You're the greatest."

"Of course, what are friends for?" she says with a grin as we walk out of the Potions dungeon.

"I can't believe you got Hufflepuff mate," Ron says to me from next to Harry.

"Yeah, neither can I. I would've put a thousand dollars on it that I would've been a Gryffindor or at the very least a Ravenclaw. But Hufflepuff? I never would've guessed that in a million years. Oh well, hopefully it won't be too bad. So far it's not. I mean I have Cedric Diggory to talk to, and he's taken me in pretty nicely. He's actually been trying to convince me to join the Hufflepuff Quidditch team because he's seen me practicing on my broom during Flying Class and he says I've been doing pretty good and that I have the potential to be a great player. He also says he doesn't know what position I'd be but that we'd figure it out at tryouts. Do you guys have any idea when those are? I forgot to ask him."

"Yeah, they're after classes tomorrow. We can go together. I'm going to try out for the Gryffindor team as well," Harry answers.

"Okay, sweet. Because I don't want to show up as one of the only first-years out there."

We all walk into the Great Hall together where I wave to them because I have to head to the stupid Hufflepuff table, where I find a seat next to Cedric.

Dinner was as amazing as it sounds in the books. I grab whatever I see that looks good and place it on my plate. Needless to say, I wasn't hungry afterwards.

I walk with Cedric back to the Hufflepuff dormitory where he tells me the password to the door and shows me to where I'll be sleeping. 

I fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow.