Re-Sorted Chaos

Re-Sorting Chaos - Seven

After a new class schedule was handed to Ron, he grimaced. The schedule was with every student coming back for the 8th year, but Ron was doubtful they'd let students sit wherever. His chest already had a dull ache of want in it, causing his appetite to cease as he sat with the Ravenclaws.

A few younger years teased him as he sat down. Ron was too focused on Harry and Hermione to care.

"Shut up." He murmured to them, ignoring the frustrated faces. The crowd of Ravenclaws swiftly entered their classes. Ron, along with a few others, had been stopped in order to give first years directions. Despite Ron being the same in his first year he was still irritated. It has barely been half an hour, and he missed Harry and Hermione already. On instinct, he has kept turning to his left or right to make a snark comment to his friends. After a few times doing this routine, he paused and frowned. Sighing to himself, he entered Potions class.

Every 8th year was placed in one classroom, houses weren't sorted as they had been previously for the students. Ron felt a huge weight being lifted from his chest. Hermione was pressed in the back, standing in the corner from her table.

When Ron spotted her, he light up.

"'Mione!" He hollered, earning more than a couple looks of annoyance. Hermione grinned and the pair quickly reunited.

"It's barely been half an hour and I miss you already. I keep trying to listen for your voice whenever someone says something stupid that you'd joke at half heartedly." She whispered as he hugged her. Harry came from behind the group, smiling.

"Harry!" Hermione squealed quietly.

"Stop this ruckus at once!" Snape shouted at the crowd. Immediately, the houses silenced themselves. Even having died in war, the professor was still as cruel as he was when they were younger.

"Who the bloody hell decided they'd bring him back?" Ron whispered, partially pissed. "Bloody git," he murmured before being shushed by Hermione. Snap frowned at him. Looking at him unamused, the professor spoke again.

"Ten points from Gryffindor." He said in monotone. Hermione bit the inside of her cheek to resist smiling. Neville raised his hand, "Professor, sir, Ron isn't a Gryffindor anymore." He informed him.

Snape scowled at his mistake.

"I know that! Make that twenty points from Gryffindor!" A few squeaked but remained silent for the most part. As usual, Snape was taking points away unfairly. Harry wondered what he would do now that he had joined his house.

"Today we'll be making a soulmate potion known as–" Snape's voice faded out as Harry began to let his mind wonder.

What would sleeping arrangements be like?

What about the bed? Where will we go at night where we can all come and sleep?

What's the Slytherin password?

Should I tell Ron and Hermione the password?

Harry had endless questions floating around his head before he was pulled back to reality by Hermione's soft voice and a tug from Ron. Harry shook the thoughts away, looking at the pair. Hermione rolled her eyes half heartedly. "Honestly Harry, I thought you were the responsible one."

Harry did the most mature thing he could think of. He blew a raspberry at her. Hermione gaped jokingly as she began to fill the cauldron with water. Ron laughed quietly as he pulled out a jar of pickled toads.

Harry picked up the knife to his right, watching Hermione as she hummed to herself. Hermione let her hips sway subtly, Ron turning the fire on as he started to hum along. The trio was quietly humming and working. An occasional word from Hermione was the only thing that broke their silence. 

"Don't put those in yet." Hermione whispered to Harry as he tried to place some crushed Lamprocapnos spectabilis in the cauldron. Ron diced some Eros wings as Hermione started to stir. Hermione then nodded for Harry to add the plant.

The potion started to smell like wet concrete, and the color had changed to a dull yellow. 

"It looks done." Harry said to the two. Hermione sniffed and glanced at the potion. 

"Wait, we still need to add the ground Arbutus." Hermione said as Snape snuck behind them. He peered at the group and raised his hand over the grounded up plant without noticing what it was. Harry looked up and Ron stared at the professor.

"If you're doing so much talking, you must be done." He said, releasing the Arbutus and cleaning it up with a swift wave of his wand. He had assumed the ground plant was the students being messy, again. This made him angrier. Hermione grew red and panicked. 

"No sir, we had gotten to the last--" Snape had none of that. The teacher grabbed a bottle and cork. He quickly bottles the potion into three bottles. A sinister smile is on his face before he spells the potion leftover away. He steps to the front of the class and gestures for the trio to follow him.

"Class, it seems we have three idiots who think their potion is perfect--"

"We never said that!" Ron interrupted. Snape frowned at him and sighed. 

"Five points from Gryffindor." He said as he pinched the bridge of his nose. The potions were in his other hand, the yellow color changing into a dark brown. The Gryffindors in the class made little noise. Snape always had it out for the house, so why would Harry, Ron, and Hermione no longer being their change anything?

"For that, all three of you shall drink it." He said with a glare. Hermione froze, Harry gulped. 

"Drink up, or I'll remove every point from all of your second houses as well as your first." He threatened while shoving the vials into the students hands. Harry looked at Hermione and Ron suspiciously. Hermione had paled and her hand shook.

"Sir, we haven't added the--"

"Drink!" Snape screamed at them. Harry flinched back and Hermione uncorked her vial. Slowly, she brought it up to her lips. Ron and Harry did the same. Cautiously, Hermione started to drink the potion. It tasted like old, rotten Durians. Ron had to channel all his will power not to gag as his taste-buds reacted.

They all swallowed with tears of disgust in their eyes. Harry looked a bit green, Hermione grew paler. Ron's face started to swell as Harry gagged.

"Now, what didn't you add?" Snape asked, feeling pleased.

"Ground," Hermione gagged and placed a hand over her mouth. Snape rolled his eyes at their show.

"Ground Arbutus."

"Someone get Madame Promfey, now!" Snape shouted as the trio fell to the ground.