Spooky Potions

Dragon held her breath as Flich and his sidekick cat slunk by her hiding place behind the giant tapestry. Peering out and breathing a sigh of relief, she darted into the Potion classroom. Fumbling in the dark she banged her leg on an object and dropped the ground, nursing it. So much for being quiet.

With a whisper of ‘lumos’ she quickly adjusted the chair that had fallen over and skirted into the Potion storage room. Glancing around nervously she fumbled at the shelves to read the labels. Suddenly she head voices – right outside the door. Holding her breath she crouched behind the door of the room and waited – Just remembering to extinguish her lumos in the process.

“Professor Snape, it seemed like a student is out of bed” the voice that she recognize as Flich drawled.
Not catching Snape’s reply she only saw stars as the door banged as it was flung aside –hitting her head with a thump.

Dazedly sprawled on the ground, she was surprised that they had not found her but then realized they were now out of the room

“I think he went that way” Snape’s voices filtered in from the hallway. Hearing the clicks of Flich’s shoes, and Snape’s cloak, Dragon knew they had gone away. Scrambling up, she renewed her search for the potion they were going to use for the prank during the Halloween feast. Brushing away some cobwebs she spotted it sitting on the high shelf just as a cool draft swept through her.

“Oooh! Student out of bed!” hearing Peeve’s taunt she knew that she only had a few seconds to get away before Professor Snape came. Jumping up she swiped at the shelf, causing the nearby bottles to tumble to the ground. Stuffing the prank potion into her pocket she whirled around and snarled “Listen Peeves, if you tell anyone about this, I’ll-” stopping in mid sentence Dragon realized that she could not do anything about it.

Cursing under her breath she prayed that for once, Peeves will keep his annoying mouth shut. She hurtled down the hallway and caught sight of two figures approaching the Potion classroom about ten feet away from her. Stumbling in panic, she knew that Snape will probably put her in detention for the rest of the year for stealing such hard to make potion, she did the first thing on her mind: Play Dead – or in this case, pretend to faint

Sprawled on the cold stone floor she managed to kick the potion bottle under a suit of armor before she heard Snape clear his throat “Now what do we have here” his voice drawled. But then Flich’s voice piped up. “Don’t you think we should take her to the Hospital Wing first? This may be Peeves’s idea of a joke”

That comment completely threw her off. Flich was helping her? Managing to refrain from gasping in disbelief, she could have hugged him right there. Okay, maybe not really. But Dragon could picture a sneer on Snape’s face as he reluctantly agreed although she knew he was probably as surprised as she.

Settling in a bed at the hospital wing she drifted off to sleep as she tried not to imagine what Snape will be telling her…

Good day to you all. I am here to tell you the terrible tale of "Crastose Enestini".

This all started on the day we were all to go back to school after Christmas holidays. I came downstairs early in the morning, still rather groggy. I was not looking forward to this term. I had not done well in Potions at all, and I was starting to develop something of a fear of Professor Snape.

"Good morning," I said to my family when I got into the kitchen.

"Good morning, Pamela. Your breakfast is on the table. Are all your things packed?" My mother had asked this question twice last night, already. She's such a worrier.

"Yes, mum. Got it done yesterday afternoon." I continued to dig in to my eggs and bacon. "Hey, Alicia, you left some potion simmering in the work room. Do you need that?"

"Oh! You didn't drink any did you?" She asked in a slightly panicked voice.

"Er, no. Why, what is it?"

"Well it's something I'm working on for my NEWT exam. We have to invent a potion. I thought a brain enhancing potion would be appropriate. I named it Crastose Enestini. I rearranged Socrates's and Einstein's names to come up with it. Pretty clever name, eh?"

"Yeah. Cool. Oh, wait I know who you're talking about now. Einstein's that muggle who invented the speed of light or something, right? And I know Socrates was that Greek guy."

"Man, little sis. You need to brush up on your history of magic. 'that Greek guy?' Close enough on the Einstein, thing though. Might be wise to take Muggle Studies in a couple years," Alicia said, a little impatiently. "Anyway, it's much to strong. I need to find a way to dilute it. I'd hate to see how much it would enhance someone's brain if they took it."


Blame it on childish curiosity. Blame it on desperation. I don't know what it was, but I just had to try it. While my parents and Alicia were loading the car, I crept into the family workroom with a goblet. The potion tasted odd. Kind of a mixture of fish and spinach. As soon as I had downed it, I started to relax. My breathing slowed and I just felt so much clearer. "What's so bad about this? I feel great!" I wondered aloud.

My sister's voice came from the hall. "Pamela, you going to help or just let us do all the work?"

As quickly as possible I hid my evidence and ran out the room.

"What took you so long? I swear that girl needs a dose of her own brain enhancement," my sister said as I was fiddling with my trunk.

"What?" I asked a little shocked. She isn't usually this rude to me.

"I asked what took you so long?

"Oh, I...my lock was jammed, but I got it all set. We ready to go?"

"Just waiting on you."

I vaguely registered the strangeness of the conversation, but I figured she just hadn't meant to be rude so she didn't want to repeat it. I walked out the door and went to the car. After loading the trunk I hopped in the back seat with Alicia. For some reason, I my whole family was talking all at once. "Whoa, chill out. I can't understand any of you."

"What are you talking about, Pamela?" My mother asked.

"Ah, nothing. Sorry." [/i]What is going on?

It took me a while to figure out what happened. I doubted it. How could that be possible? Her potion would have to be very strong. They say normal people use about 10% of their brain. If I was reading minds with out a spell, I would have to be functioning at more like 60%. It had to be stress. I'm worried about this term, that's all.

It took getting out at King's Cross station to realize what I had done to myself. It's usually loud there, but this was ridiculous. After getting through the barrier and onto the train, I endured an afternoon of pain. I couldn't get a compartment to myself. By the time I got to Hogwarts, I had a splitting headache unlike anything I'd ever experienced. Worse than that, I learned much more about the other Gryffindors I sat with than I ever wanted to know. I went up to my dorm the minute I got there and went straight to bed. Thankfully I beat everyone. I must have fallen asleep immediatly, but I had some very weird dreams. I don't want to disturb you to much, so I'll spare you on the details.

I woke up the next morning and went to breakfast. Thankfully the noise in the great hall, was just of the normal sort. No extra thoughts. One day was enough to teach me a valuable lesson. One of the most important ones I have learned here so far. From there on out I just studied and tried harder. No more crazy homemade potions for me.[/i]

Well, I wouldn't call this 'spine tingling' although if you put yourself in my characters point of view it may prove to be a bit scary lol
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I sat within the dungeons it was dark as always and my potion was not going as planned. I was supposed to be creating some kind of love potion for valentines day, I was real annoyed because I felt it was a lame assignment but I attempted it anyway. The professor seemed to pop up out of seemingly nowhere scolding me for every little thing. The class ended and everyone turned in their potions---except for me. My potion was turning a shade of brown and was expanding rapidly not at all like the bright shade of red that a normal potion would look like. The professor swooped over and flicked his wand at my cauldron vanishing the entire contents. "You will finish this potion for homework tonight, and I expect it done right this time." I rushed out of the class annoyed at my inability to create a satisfactory potion and dreading the potion I will have to create later in the day.

Two hours passed and the remainder of my classes were completed. I rushed up to my dormitory getting to work as soon as I could. It would take me the whole night to make this potion... I gathered all of my required materials and took out my potions book following the instructions step by step.
Wow, I never knew this was so easy without Snape hovering over me I thought to myself as I completed the potion in only twenty two minutes. I left my potion to simmer in the grounds, in an area where it would not be disturbed. After dinner I returned to my hiding place and found the potion to be three quarters drunk. This bothered me, but I still had enough for potions class so I forgot about it until the next morning.

I woke up, and hastily got ready for another day. History of Magic was as boring as usual and Transfiguration was extremely difficult, by Defense Against the Dark Arts, I was ready for a nice break from the castle. I happily walked down to my Care of Magical Creatures Class, but then groaned as I saw a horde of lawn gnomes sitting outside Hagrid's cabin. "All righ' since your firs' years thought we'd go with something easy. Righ' well here we have thirty-four gnomes lets see two per student should....Hagrid's voice trailed off as he looks to me and suddenly I realize all the gnomes staring at me. One of them runs up and hugs me, I look at it, horrified... could it of drank the love potion? Suddenly ten of them leaped on to me trying to hug me, I am quickily overwhelmed. This was the first time I ever saw Hagrid use his crossbow, he was firing at the gnomes to no affect. He tossed it aside and began to wrestle off the gnomes, more came.... I can barely breathe.......

I woke up in the hospital wing a day later my arm was in a cast and Hagrid was standing aside my stretcher. "I'm sorry Kael never seen gnomes act that way before, I could of sworn one of them tried to kiss you!" Hagrid exclaimed. "Hagrid.... I think I accidentally fed them a love potion..." I replied, extremely embarassed by the whole situation. Hagrid began laughing. "you go get some sleep..." Hagrid said. I had the feeling he didn't quite believe me, I didn't care though, I was afraid of what the other students would think.....

Great work to all those who have completed this class thus far!

Gryffindor:

hppamela
Kael

Hufflepuff:

dragonweaver
Dancingsunset

Ravenclaw:

Herby
stephy