Mistake Managed || Potter Twins/wbwl (DISCONTINUED)

•|Starting Again|•

Harry woke up earlier than he expected. Ready to start another day of learning. He went in the bathroom, which have exactly three seperate showers and personal spaces. He was thankful for that. He took off his clothes and grimaced at the sight of the bruises and scars which littered his skin. He turned on the shower and quickly prepared himself, just as he had did these past few days. When he exit the bathroom, the rest was just starting to grab their uniforms and head to the shower. He decided to get used to his wand. He didn't actually get a chance to go to Olliviander's. At the end, James decided to buy an old second hand wand and gave it to Harry. He sighed. This will do for now.

The lessons he had attended for the past days, were amusing, but not a challenge for Harry. Every Wednesday at midnight, they were to study the night skies at the astronomy tower. He also had Herbology three times a week with Professor Sprout. The most boring lesson by far is History of Magic, with a ghost teaching it. He also had charms, which is being taught by a small Professor Flitwick who looked like he was about to faint when he read Henry's name from the absence list (which made Harry roll his eyes). During transfiguration, Professor Mcgonagall turned the furniture into animals. They were expected to jot down notes, and was followed by a practical work on changing matchsticks to needles. Harry did it in his first try, earning Slytherin five points. He also earned an extra glare from Henry, Ron and Hermione. By the end of the lesson, Harry had transformed the match to a needle thirty six times is total, each time improving the quality and design of the needle. He submitted a sharp silver needle with a tiny design of the four hogwarts houses' animals surrounding the needle, on top of the needle was the loop, with Harry's initial engraved upon it. Mcgonagall was pleased, and awarded Slytherin another ten points. Defense was a strange class. Not only was Professor Quirrell always stuttering, but Harry's scar keeps hurting. The classroom even stinks of garlic!

When the rest are finally done, they went to the Great Hall for breakfast together. Suprisingly they didn't get lost. The Great Hall was almost full when they entered. They started eating their food. Suddenly, an owl swooped through him, placing a red envelope infront of Harry.
"A How-" Blaise cringed.
"HARRY JAMES POTTER! YOU DISGUSTING VILE HUMAN! IT HAS BEEN DAYS BEFORE I HEARD ABOUT YOU BEING IN SLYTHERIN! A POTTER! IN SLYTHERIN? SUCH A DISGRACE TO THE POTTER NAME! AND YOU DID NOT EVEN BOTHER TO TELL US? THANK YOUR BROTHER FOR INFORMING US! YOU ARE IN BIG TROUBLE YOUNG MAN!" James' voice boomed.
People start staring at the Slytherin table, as James' voice amplified throughout the Great Hall. Harry was embarassed, but he just scoffed and blasted his Howler. Henry smirked at Harry, grinning like a madman.
"Umm... yeah, so, as I was saying, a Howler," Blaise ended.
"Let's go, we've got double potions with the Gryffindors," Draco scoffed, changing the topic.

Blaise, Draco and Harry exited the great hall and advanced to the dungeons. They patiently wait for the rest of the class. When the last student went in, Snape banged the door close loudly.
"There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion-making. However, for those select few..." Snape said, "Who possess, the predisposition... I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even put a stopper in death."
Henry started chortling, telling his seatmates of how dumb the potion class actually is.
"Then again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confident enough to not pay attention!" Professor Snape boomed.
"Mr Henry Potter... Our new... ah, celebrity..." he drawled.
"Yes?" Henry cockily raised an eyebrow.
"Potter! What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"
"Umm..."
"Well, fame clearly isn't everything."
Henry's face turned pink, while Hermione's hand is waving crazily.
"Let's try again. Potter, where would you look if I told you to find a bezoar?"
"I don't know."
"Thought being the boy who lived doesn't require you to open your book before, I assume?"
"What's the difference, Potter, between a monkshood and a wolfsbane?"
"I. Don't. Know." Henry snarled, "But Hermione seems to know, why don't you ask her?"
Silence.

"A point will be taken from Gryffindor for your cheek, Potter," Snape smirked, "Well, let's see if the other Potter knows, shall we?"
"The answer to your first question, Professor, is that asphodel and wormwood would make a sleeping potion so strong, that it is known as the Draught of Living Death. For your second question, I would look at the stomach of a goat for a bezoar. The bezoar is a stone, which will save you from most poisons. And your last question, I believe, is a trick question. A monkshood and a wolfsbane is a same type of plant, which also goes by the name of aconite. This plant will also enable you to brew a complex potion, known as the Wolfsbane potion. A potion to relieve the symtomps of lycanthropy," Harry answered.
Snape stood there, shocked.
"Well, why aren't you copying that down?" he snapped to the class.
"Very well, ten points to Slytherin, Potter, for giving acceptable answers," Snape awarded coldly.

Snape proceeded to put them in pairs, and instructed them to make a simple potion to cure boils. Harry was paired with Draco, both happy with the pairings. They were stewing the horned slugs, when, acid green smoke started diffusing in the dungeon. Neville had somehow melted down Seamus' cauldron, and his body was covered by the mixture. Red boils started forming all over his arms and legs.
"Take him to the hospital wing!" Snape snapped at Seamus, who quickly jumped into action.
"Another point will be taken from Gryffindor, Potter, for laughing at him. Thought it'll make you look good, did you?"

Harry and Draco submitted their potions by the end of the class. Snape gave an approving nod and rewarded another point to Slytherin. They chattered about potions as they exited the dungeons.