Olivia Rose - Harry Potter/Weasley Twins Fanfic

Chapter 25

Olivia couldn't believe how quickly that her first day at Hogwarts had passed - she had just come back from dinner, and was sitting in the common room in front of the fire with Alicia, Angelina and Annabel.

'But, I don't understand!' Angelina exclaimed. She was sitting on one of the chairs around the small, round table, in front of three matchsticks.

'Neither!' Exclaimed Annabel, who was doing the same.

'Well, I... Sort of do...' Alicia had two matchsticks, and one had turned silver, but was still a matchstick.

'You just... Visualise the matchstick turning into a needle, and say the spell, and it sort of... Does...' Olivia had transfigured all three of her matchsticks on the first try. They had thought that it would be better to get it done tonight, rather than wait until tomorrow night and risk not being able to do it, but it seemed as though that would be happening, anyway.

The other three tried it again, but it didn't work.

'Oh, whatever.' Angelina muttered.

'Yep.' Annabel and Alicia agreed simultaneously. The girls picked up their matchsticks - Olivia picked up her needles - and put them in their dormitories. They looked at the time - it was only eleven, so they sat and bitched about Professor Morehouse for a while.

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Nothing much happened in the next few weeks at Hogwarts. Herbology homework from Professor Sprout to read a few chapters.

And another teacher to bitch about.

Professor Snape, the Potions Professor, was as bad as, or even worse, if possible, than Professor Morehouse had been.

And the fact that Amy, Alyson and Scarlett were in Olivia's potions class really did not help her at all.

They weren't exactly arch enemies...

But that would have been better than the sarcastic friendship thing.

The Potions room was in the dungeon, so they had to walk through the cold, stone corridors underneath the school.

A tall, dark man with greasy hair and a crooked nose swept along and ushered them into the classroom.

Everyone was immediately silent. 'Welcome to Potions. Here, you will fin that it is possible to bottle fame, create love and even stopper death. But, your tiny, ignorant little minds will be too stupid to take in the complexity of potion brewing, and to appreciate the beauty of the simmering liquids.'

Everyone was staring at Snape intently, brushing the insult aside.

'First of all, who can name the twelve uses of Dragon Blood?'

Nobody knew.

'Well, then you'd better write this down.'

Everyone scrambled for a spare sheet of parchment and a quill, and Snape told them the twelve uses.

He then had them practise brewing a cure for boils.

Professor Snape gave no help - he just told them to open their books, and to simply brew the potion.

As Olivia was crushing her snake fangs, she could clearly see Snape watching Amy, Alyson and Scarlett.

Snape had his nose in Amy's cauldron.

He made an appreciative noise.

'Oh, Olivia!' Amy exclaimed as soon as Snape was gone. 'I didn't see you there, you were being so quiet!'

'Yeah,we haven't seen you in days!' Scarlett added.

'We have to catch up!' Alyson chimed in.

Why were they acting as though they hadn't seen each other in years.

'Oh, be careful with those fangs!' Scarlett gasped. 'You really don't want to grind them up too much!'

Olivia smiled back at her in sarcastic thanks, and Scarlett, Amy and Alyson mimicked the mock-friendly gesture.

Whilst Olivia was waiting for the potion to boil Professor Snape came over to Olivia, Angelina, Alicia and Annabel's table.

He peered down his long, crooked nose at Olivia's cauldron.

'Prepare your porcupine quills,' was all that he said, before telling Angelina that her Snake Fangs were not properly crushed, telling Alicia that her potion was over-boiling and telling Annabel that hers was just plain wrong - she added the powdered porcupine quills instead of the crushed snake fangs.

'Well, he certainly is a ray of sunshine,' said Annabel, once they were out of earshot of Snape after the lesson.