( Three Months later)
Burning Basilisk skin
(used to poison the enemy)
•Basilisk skin is very unstable, and needs to be crushed into a very fine powder before being added to the Potion.
1. Take a small cauldron, and add 4 parts of powdered Basilisk skin, along with 1 part of Horn of Bicorn. Mix together slowly and carefully.
2. Take out your fireproof cauldron, and carefully pour your powdered mix from your small cauldron into it.
3. Add two cups of dragons drool to the mixture.
4. Wearing gloves, add a flame of dragons fire to the mixture. Carefully bottle the mixture for later use. The burning basilisk skin has a shelf life of two years.
Harry finished bottling his potion, stepping back and admiring his work.
He was ridiculously proud of himself, though it was quite a simple potion.
Smirking, he threw on his heavy winter cloak, and set out to Draco's shop, shoving the potion into his pocket.
He arrived at the shop a little past 7 PM. He was delighted to see that snowflakes were beginning to fall around him and Diagon Alley. He loved winter. It was so cold, yet so warm. Everything was always lit up, always decorated so perfectly. People always seemed so... happy. Even if they were just pretending.
"Potter!" A sharp voice called, pulling Harry from his thoughts, "Are you going to come in, or just stare at the sky all day?"
Harry shook his head, and walked towards the polished wooden doors.
"Sorry. I was just thinking about Winter. Holidays and whatnot."
Draco rolled his eyes.
"Yes, that's wonderful. The best time of the year!"
Harry frowned slightly. He knew that Draco had been having some family troubles lately, but did he really have to be so bitter about the holidays? He had friends to spend them with, after all.
The two men entered the Potions shop, and Harry shrugged off his cloak.
Draco eyed Harry appraisingly.
"I see you're wearing the new robes I suggested that you buy."
Harry shrugged.
"Well, you were right. I did need some new robes. And I don't really mind green. I just didn't want to wear it at Hogwarts."
"Pity. You could've had girls swooning over you. You look absolutely dreadful in red."
"Gee, thanks."
"I'm giving you a compliment, Potter, take it. Green makes your eyes stand out. It's rather stunning, actually."
"Ummm...." Harry flushed slightly, shifting around awkwardly.
Draco watched him in silence, eyebrows raised.
"Oh!" Harry finally exclaimed, figuring out how to break the awkward silence. "I brewed Burning Basilisk Skin today! I thought maybe you could add it to your stock."
Draco wrinkled up his forehead as he glanced at the vial in Harry's hand.
"I suppose I could look at it...." he began, "And if it looks okay, I'll put it in the stock room."
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