Silence Is Music? [Stopped Writing]

Chapter 6: Potions & Payback

All in all, I wasn't to bad at anything, except astronomy. That professor was to annoying for me to concentrate at all. I experienced a lot of pitiful looks and people offering to carry my books, showing me the way and sitting next to me, trying to help me. It was either that or they avoided me or stared at me. At least they weren't trying to bully me. Malfoy flinched every time I walked by him and I would flex my fingers and grin evilly.

People had payed for that first day, 6th year Hufflepuff Boris Kempt woke up with his face covered in pink makeup that wouldn't come off and 3 2nd year Griffyndor girls who were always bothering me ended up with great long beards, one ginger, another platinum blond and the last shocking pink with a large moustache that curled out to a foot on either side of her.

I spent my lunch times with Raven. She helped me prank the astronomy teacher. He was using an innocent looking telescope, which he favoured and used with great care, when it came to life and lectured him on his college results and his improper use of telescopes. This happened in the Great Hall ( he was using it at lunch) and the whole school saw it. The telescope then flew out the window saying it was going to live wild in the Forbidden Forest.

It was good to have fun, especially since we were going to have double potions with the Slytherins.

On Friday we headed down to the dungeons where potions classes were. Snape started the class with the register and when he said my name I handed him the slip of paper. He sneered, looking round at the class.

" This, I am sure you all know is Harmony Chord." his lips spat out my name like it was poisen. " She, as I'm sure you all know, can't speak. She will most likely hold you all up in advancing in potions she can hardly be of any help." The Slytherins sniggered.

He looked at Hḗp. " And what is this creature called?" he asked. I raised my wand but he spoke again.  "Weasley. What's it's name and what type of creature is it?"

" Hḗpaistos s-sir. He's a phoenix." Ron stuttered.

Snape's lip curled." Correct. Well, at least we won't run out of feathers. I will permit it to stay as long as it stays quiet." Oh, I really hated him right now. " Sit down." He ordered.

Snape continued with the register, and paused again at Harry's name. " Ah, yes. Harry Potter. Our  new...celebrity." Harry went red as Malfoy and his cronies snorted. I was on the verge of jumping out of my seat.

He finished the register and started talking I calmed down enough to listen to the last bit. " ...I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death... If you aren't as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach." His gaze flickered toward Crabbe and Goyle.

I silent growled I was better than Bill and Charlie at potions. I couldn't wait to see Snapes face when I made my potions.

" Potter." Snape said." What would I get if I mixed powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" Whao, that was not first year work. I knew it and by the looks of it Hermione did, but everyone else looked stumped. I raised my hand.

" I don't know sir." Harry answered.

" Tut tut, fame clearly isn't everything." He ignored our hands.

He asked Harry where he could find a bezoar. My hand instinctively went up higher. This time Snape looked at me.

" Put your hand down girl. It's not as if you could answer it anyway." I was shocked.

I immediately went into a daydream where Snape was surrounded by fluffy bunnies and greasy hair cream. They were dancing around him singing ' I know a song that will get on your nerves, get on your nerves, get on your nerves, I know a song...' I was snapped out of it when Snape told us to make a cure for boils. Easy! Now i'll show him who's dumb.

I had the potion finished in a matter of minutes. I turned to Dean who was sitting next to me and tried to help him. Snape came over and peered down his long nose at my work.

" Thomas. Don't help Chord do her work. She needs to learn to do it by herself."

Dean tried to protest and I stood  up.

" Don't answer back, 2 points from Gryffindor. Chord, sit down. Make another cure for boils. on your own this time." The Slytherins sniggered.

I made another potion. But Snape merely ignored it and turned to Malfoy. Stating quite loudly that his slime-like potion was amazing work for a first year. I mentally made a note to steal a bucket of it and see what it actually would do.

Suddenly a loud hissing sound was heard and clouds of Slytherin green smoke filled the dungeon. Nevilles potion had gone wrong. Very wrong. It was seeping across the stone floor, burning everyone's shoes and by the time it reached me everyone was one their chairs I scooped up some into one of my phials a moment after, my foot was burning and covered in boils. I scooped up some of my potion (the right one) and was about to drink it when Snape intervened.

" Idiot boy, clumsy girl. Take them to the hospital wing." He spat at Seamus.

We walked out of the classroom, well, hobbled out in my case. I stopped them when we were out of sight. I held out my cure for boils and drank a bit. My foot instantly started healing. I showed it to them, and after a few moments of hesitation, Neville gulped it all down.

I smiled, we had an hour of free time, but first, we went to the hospital wing. Just in case. Madame Pompfrey said that we were better than ever although we were suffering from the shock. She told us to relax and read a book or go outside. I inwardly whooped but managed to look pale when we smiled and left.