"Alright class, today we will be learning about Amortentia," professor snape spoke, in his slow, deep voice. "Can anyone tell me what it is?"
I continued tapping my foot on the marble floor, creating a rhythm. Already having read this chapter, i wasnt interested in the discussion part. I was ready to actually start making the potion.
"Ms. Y/l/n, would you care to explain to the class since you look like you couldnt care about what I am saying the slightest bit?" His deep voice spoke.
"It is a love potion-" I started but what interrupted.
"It is not a love potion ms. Y/l/n," said the professor and just as he was about to turn his back to me I continued.
"It is a love potion that does not create actual love, but a deep obsession or infatuation with the giver of the potion," I finished and he turned his unimpressed face back towards me.
"Very well ms. Y/l/n," he said and I gave him a sweet smile.
"Youre welcome."
"Ok class, I will display the ingredients and instructions on the board, take out your cauldrons and start working."
I got up from my stool and set my cauldron on the wooden table. The ingredients had been written on the board and I walked over to the materials cupboard.
Setting everything down, I started making the potion. The smells in the classroom were all different, although I could not smell them. The looks on some peoples faces once they smelled their completed potion were hilarious.
I finished my potion and took a whiff. I froze. The smell of fresh grass, cooking food, and a familiar cologne invaded my senses.
I stood there staring at my potion, probably looking as ridiculous as the others.
"Ms. Y/l/n, would you care to share what you have smelt in your potion?" A slow voice said from behind me. I turned and put a bored expression on my face.
"Salt water, mint and apples," I lied balantly, good at it since I had to a lot for the twins. He looked at me with studying eyes. People in the classroom started making assumptions of who or what I was talking about.
"Very well," he said and continued through the row, checking others potions.
I slumped in my stool and thought about it.
It cant be, I thought but the smell kept coming back to me. I stood up and walked back over to the materials cupboard, just to get away from the smelling potion.
*****
"Freddie," I whined and tried reaching for my coffee cup.
"Just drink the tea!" He laughed.
"Ugh," I groaned and sat down on the couch next to a laughing george. "I drink tea when I want to relax," I emphasized. "And I drink coffee when I'm gonna pull and all nighter."
"And, for your information, the house elves made the coffee specially for me," I gave him a smug smile and they continued laughing.
"Ok, I'll give you the coffee, but let me and george try it first," he said.
"Fine, but you gave to get me another straw," I said, took a sip, and gave it to George.
"Egh!" fred and george both said and wiped their tounges with tissues. I laughed and snatched the coffee out of George's hands before he could drop it. I took the straw out of my iced coffee and took a sip.
"Serves you right," ron said and we both laughed.
"Wanna try?" I said and handed the glass to him.
"Sure," he shrugged and I was surprised. He took a sip and his eyes widened.
"Bloody hell that was amazing!" He said and I tilted my head with a smile.
"You can have it, I'll just ask the house elves to make me another one," I said and he took another big gulp. "Careful, you don't want to get a brainfreeze."
"A what?"
*****
A small, burned piece of parchment fluttered out of the Goblet. Everyone hushed and Professor Dumbledore read whose name was written on it.
"Harry Potter!" He boomed and everyone In the Great Hall turned to him. He looked at me and I asked him how this happened without talking and he said he didnt know.
Confusion and worry plastered on his face, he got up and walked to where the other champions were standing. Ron looked at him with anger and betrayal in his eyes. I watched after harry as the Professor ushered them into the back room.
The Hall burst into whispers.
"How is that possible?"
"Four champions?"
"Potter, of course he became a champion even though he's barely of age," I heard a familiar blond headed boy say.
"Draco," i said and he turned to me.
"Y/l/n."
"Would you like to be a champion and risk your life and possibly die?" I said, sarcasm flowing out.
"It would be an honor," he said and sort of smiled proudly.
"Well, hermione, maybe you could punch him again and he'll come back to his senses," I smiled and the people behind me laughed.
"Good one," he said and a small smile tugged on the sides of his mouth.
"Thanks," I said, nodded my head and turned back to a laughing ron, ginny, fred, george and hermione.
The tension that had been released for a moment came back and we all stared anxiously at the back room door.
*****
A candle lighting my transfiguration homework and I took a sip of my coffee. It was after midnight but I was fully awake. Finishing up my work, I rolled up the parchment and sat back on the couch.
I heard footsteps on the stairs and looked up. A sleepy ron came down with his robe wrapped around his body, looking pretty awake.
"Hey ronny," I said and he looked at me surprised.
"Hey y/n, what are you doing up at this time?" He said.
"Finishing up homework," I smiled.
"Oh no, I didnt finish mine!" He said and sat down next to me.
"What's up?" I said and he looked at me.
"Harry's in the tournament," he mumbled and I nodded my head in understanding.
"Ron, he didnt ask for this," i started and he opened his mouth to talk. I raised my hand and he closed it. "Do you understand how scared he must be right now? And if not scared, he most definitely would be worried. He's in the need of his friends. Now if you sit here, jealous, sad, angry, who will he go to for help, hm? He needs you, whether you think so or not. Now I know you're mad at him, but he didnt put his name in, and never in a million years would he have wanted to be picked. Now you will go back upstairs, relax, and sleep, ok?"
"Ok, but I'm still mad at him," he said and stood up.
"I understand that, and agree with you on your decision, but please still be there for him."
He nodded his head and walked back up the stairs.
