Chapter 11

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Today is Tuesday. That means I'll get a slightly different schedule. Hopefully I won't die or anything. As long as that fog doesn't come back, I'll be grateful.

Albus and I walked to Double Potions and sat at a table in the back. Slughorn was going to teach some interesting things to us.

"Today we will create a sleeping drought."

I perked up, I had this feeling, like I've created it before. No that's crazy, I just read the series and I know the prize is Felix Felisis. That's got to be it.

"Whom ever gets the closest to the real thing will receive this potion."

Slughorn held up a potion, I knew that it wasn't the liquid luck. The potion in the professors hand was different.

I wonder what it is.

"Does anyone know what it is?" Slughorn asked chuckling.

No one raised their hand. Even Rose was confused. Slughorn's grin grew.

"Good. This potion is of my own creation."

What. He made a potion, one that didn't exist before. I want to know what it does! I look at it and I see me and my mum. I notice Albus is next to me, laughing.

Tears fill my eyes as the scene changed to my dad hugging me, smiling. He was actually happy and loving me. I turned my head down, it isn't real. It will never  be real.

I wipe my eyes only for more tears to fall. At least I know what the potion does. My mum died, my dad is a murderer, and Albus is only a friend. The classes weren't that interesting.

In flying class, I hovered an inch below everyone. I hadn't talked to anyone until lunch, when Albus approached me.

"What's wrong?!" He demanded.

I shrugged, poking at my food.

"This isn't you!" Albus yelled.

"Maybe you ought to know me better." I stated before biting into an apple.

He stared at me, a cold dead stare. This wasn't like him either. Then again, we've only met at St. Mungos. I gave him a dead stare back.

Both of our faces were emotionless. I sighed and turned back to my food.

"I haven't been having a good day, Al." I told him.

His expression softened, and Albus sat down.

"Why not?" He asked.

"Slughorn's potion is a lie, sort of like the Mirror of Erised." I finally replied.

I finished my food and started to walk to my next class before Albus could ask even more.

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