Just a Solangelo going to Hogwarts story, NO SMUT. Feel free to offer ideas, I might just use them! (PS they will not be going to Hogwarts in the first few chapters, they need to establish a relationship first)
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Hehe, so anyway I'm here and ready to update, I apologize taking so long.
(Nico)
"Why did it have to be potions?" Hazel whined. "I hate potions."
"It's not THAT bad." Will reminds the annoyed child of Pluto.
"Says the person who took lessons from the Hecate cabin." She grumbled.
"No fighting guys, the school is suspicious enough, we just need to finish with the horocruxes and get outta here." I tell them, sitting down at our shared desk.
Hazel stuck her tongue out at me and Professor Snape walked through the door (a bit dramatically) then immediately went to the front of the class.
"Hello, students..." he said disdainfully. "Take out your books and begin to brew the drought of living death. The one who brews it best will get fifteen points for their house."
Will immediately found the page and set to work, and Hazel and I were trying to find our own pages, which proved to be rather difficult. I was momentarily distracted by Neville, as he had managed to set fire to his cloak already and his caldron was hissing.
"Darn complicated Wizards." Hazel muttered adding something that smelled like burnt hair to her potion.
"Need help?" Will teased us.
I rolled my eyes and began brewing what I hoped would be an acceptable potion.
(Hermione)
"That's not right." I hissed to Ron, pointing discreetly at Hazel. "Is she even following the book for goodness sake."
"Relax, Hermione. She's probably just a bit confused." Harry assures me, although he was also eyeing her and Nico suspiciously.
Hazel added a clump of something rather foul that definitely wasn't part of the recipe.
"Why did she add—" I wondered aloud "but that's only used in—" My eyes widened, Little Miss Innoncence was making a very, very powerful sleeping potion, but how she was doing without instructions was a mystery.
"Guys, she's making a sleeping potion, enough of that could knockout a dragon!" I whisper-hissed at my friends.
"It's fine, right? Snape'll just take it away, besides, what are the chances she even brews it correctly?" Ron said, forcing a laugh.
(Nico)
Class was about to end, Williams potion was perfect, mine looked similar to Wills at least, and Hazel, well she tried. Snape went to each desk testing the potions, when he came to our table he raised an eyebrow at Hazels odd looking concoction but did nothing.
(Hermione)
"He didn't do anything!" I breathed, shaking my friends to get their attention. "Why didn't he do anything?!"
"It's obvious, they're Death Eaters and he told 'em to brew it." Ron said.
"But they don't have the Dark Mark, remember?"
"What if they have the whole staff under the imperious curse? Remember what happened back at Sirius' house?" Harry said.
"AHEM, if you three think it is more important to continue your little secrecy conversation than pay attention I'd be happy to stop interrupting." Snape announced rather loudly, having seen us talking.
"No, sir." I said, sitting properly and staring ahead.
"Anyway, the winner of the points is, unfortunately, Gryffindor." Snape sighed. "You're all free to go."
"That proves it, they've got the teachers wrapped around their little fingers." Harry said as we packed up and left.
(Nico)
"Could you three stay behind." Snape said, his eyes on us. We stopped packing and went to the front of the class.
"What's up, Sev?" Will asked.
"Well it appears Hazel here has brewed a sleeping potion rather than the drought of living death, and I would like to know how and why."
Hazel shrugged, then a bright light appeared behind her and we all shielded our eyes, having been used to annoying gods popping up whenever they want too.
"That, would be my fault, Severus." A very pleased looking Hecate said.
"But, why?" I said, exasperated.
"Well, if you're going to get the Gringotts horocrux then you need someway to knock out the dragon."
"Of course there's a dragon." Will muttered.
"I meant," I continued, ignoring my boyfriend. "why do insist on helping us on the quest so much?"
"I'm booooored!" The goddess groaned. "Apollo wants everyone to join his a cappella group so we can preform behind him on Valentines Day when he sings to one on the Muses (Will rolled his eyes at this part), and Zeus is in ANOTHER fight with Hera so I'm blowing off the family dinner, and-"
