Polyjuice Potion

Prologue

"Oh look, it's the dork!" a voice taunted me. I stared down at my textbook, determined not to show any response.

"What are you doing, loser?!" Sirius smirked.

I ignored them, trying to fill my head with potion formulas. Anything was better than taking their insults.

"Are you deaf, idiot?!" Peter said loudly into my ear. I jumped at the noise. Peter snatched my potions book, holding it up above his head.

"You want it, Twist?" he teased. They called me by my surname when they weren't calling me names - not once had they called me Taylor.

I frowned. "What do you want?"

James grinned. "To annoy you."

"What do you have against me?" I asked. "What did I ever do to you?"

"Well, firstly, you were born ..." James said.

I bit my lip. My father had always told me to stand up for myself, but I couldn't. It would only result in more teasing.

"It's time for quidditch practice," Remus said, looking at his watch.

"Darn, I don't want to be late!" James exclaimed, grabbing his kit. Before rushing out, he smirked at me.

"I'll be back, Twist." he seemed to mouth. I pretended I hadn't seen the gesture. Peter dropped my textbook to the ground and ran off. The pages flailed wildly. I picked the book up. The pages were now bent and uneven. I knew it was silly, but I felt tears come to my eyes. Why me? Of all people in the school, they chose me. Everyday they tortured me. I loathed them.

"Taylor?" I heard a mutter. I wiped the tears from my face quickly, turning around. Lily Evans stood in front of me. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine!" I lied.

"You were crying-"

"I have a cold. Ugh, I hate them." I fibbed.

Lily looked at me, knowing I wasn't telling the truth. "If you need anything, let me know." she said calmly, heading up to the dormitory.

I smiled at her kindness, then opened the page of my potions book, folding the page back evenly. I stared at the page. The recipe for Polyjuice Potion lay in front of me. And that's when I had the idea.