Warnings: Because of the time skips it's a bit choppy
Extra: Sorry for the wait, I've been busy with finishing up Gods and Monsters. Enjoy!
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Second Year
"Hi, (Y/n). I'm-"
"Hermione Granger, I know," I smiled kindly. I looked to the boys behind her, "Nice to meet you two as well. Is there something you need?"
"We need your help brewing a potion," Hermione explained, "Neville told us that you're the best potion maker in Hogwarts, besides Snape of course."
"What kind of potion do you need made?"
"A polyjuice potion," Ron spoke up, "I've heard it's wicked difficult to make."
"It is a difficult potion," I closed my book, standing up from the bench I was sitting on, "If you can get me the ingredients I need then I can make it for you."
"You aren't going to ask why we need it?" Harry asked, confusion evident.
"You're the Golden Trio," I giggled, "I'm sure whatever you need it for, it's for a good cause. Probably related to stopping these attacks anyways. Send me an owl when you have what we'll need. Lovely meeting you three."
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"Why exactly are we in a girl's bathroom?"
"Because no one ever comes in here," I set a cauldron down on the floor, "Well, no one except for Luna and me. It's because of Moaning Myrtle. She's out and about now, debating on whether or not she should move bathrooms. She never does. Do you have what I asked for?"
Hermione held out a small bag of items. I peeked inside, nodding. Nearly everything I needed was in there. I took out the Lacewing Flies, preparing what I needed so I could stew them.
"This potion is going to take around a month to make," I stated calmly.
"A month?" Ron exclaimed, "We don't have that much time!"
"You'll have to make the time. Unless you want this potion to do poorly. I can't tell you what will happen if it does end up going wrong. The Polyjuice potion if hard enough to brew already."
"I'm sure you can do it," Harry encouraged, watching as I dropped the flies into the cauldron, "You're one of the smartest girls in our year, not just because you're a Ravenclaw."
I flushed with pride at the compliment, "Thanks Harry. The um, the flies need to strew for twenty-one days. After that, I can finish up the rest of the potion."
