Enemies inlove (Hiatus)

Chapter 4: The Potions Master

Hermione.

I woke up and changed into my robes after taking a bath of course, I then walked down stairs to see Padma sitting in one of the couches and laughing with Neville. I smiled. They actually look good together.

I smiled at them and I sat down in front of Padma. "Good morning Granger!" Harry said,  I rolled my eyes but I smiled. "Good Morning." I greeted him and he smiled in return. Just then a number of owls came into the windows. "Good morning Padma, Neville." I greeted them, the two just smiled and greeted me back. It turns out, they were talking about a flying carpet, from India! Where Padma was from.

We walked down to the great hall were breakfast was already done, we sat beside each other, I sat beside Padma and in front of us is Neville and Harry. Harry has been included in our little group ever since he said sorry. He is certainly attracting everyone in this school, especially since we found out that he fence and he knows how to handle a sword.

"Post!" Some redhead yelled. They are circling their owners then dropped their packages to our laps. My owl, Ventel, dropped a letter to my lap. It was for me of course, it was from my mum. It was written with an really good penmanship. I see they were asking me how was everything. I smiled, I turned to Neville, "Neville Can I please have some of your paper?" I asked him, he then nodded. "Here."

"Here." Harry said as He gave me his quill and ink. "I know you're gonna need it. "Thanks."

"Writing letters to your mum huh Granger?" He teased, I rolled my eyes and turned to him. "So what? Atleast I still have one."

His smile turned into a frown. I think that was too offensive. I bit my lip. Not finishing his breakfast he stood up and walked away. Neville and Padma looked at me. I gave them an apologetic look. I know I went to far. Should I follow?

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Our next class was potions, the potions lesson took place here in one of the dungeons it was colder here than up in the castle. Most of us leaned in the cauldron for more heat.  Then Professor Snape burst into the door making a dramatic entrance, he started the class like how Professor Flitwick started the class by taking a roll call. I didn't pay attention actually it was the same name all over again. I just stared at them.

"Hermione Granger!"

"Hermione Granger!" I was taken a back when Professor Snape shouted my name. I raised my hand and said, "Present!" He stared at me with curiosity. The same curiousity Professor Dumbledore showed. "I wonder." He whispered. He looked at his list again.

"Harry Potter!" He said. He paused and walked into Harry who is beside me. " Our new celebrity." He said then turned to everyone else. I looked at Padma who just shrugged.

"You are here to learn about the subtle science and exact art of potion making," He said more in a whisper tone, like professor McGonagall he had the gift of making the class silent without effort.

"I don't expect that you will understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses... I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory and even stopper death." Silence followed when he finished his speech. He has this scary aura that will haunt you at night. That's why our older housemates tells us horrible things about him.

"Potter!" Professor suddenly said, the guy beside me suddebly stood up straight, and looked at him. "Yes Professor?" He asked, "what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood." I raised my hand waiting for the teacher to call me. Padma looked at me as if I was crazy.