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Still upset the Gryffindor hardly payed any attention to the next set of instructions. He did, however, stare deeply into his cauldron and.... Why was it getting so steamy in here? And then before he knew it, uuuuuhhhhh HEADACHE! And dizzy? And uh... Maybe this is why they called it a hate potion. 'Cause he hated it already. Geeez. Could they tone it down a bit? And then not make him go to detention? Because that was still bothering him. A LOT. He would never live it down. His mum would be livid if she found out. Did they mail parents when stuff like this happened? Uh... Hopefully not.
Taking a few steps back and away from that awful thing, he turned to Kevin with a raised eyebrow. It was supposed to mean something like 'is this supposed to happen??' Except, he didn't want to speak out loud because he didn't need to risk a shaky voice or anything. Not in this mood. Then, whispering a quick, "Scourgify" he cleaned the wooden stick and then stirred eleven times. Ahem. Eleven times, clockwise. Soon after, he took the two crow feathers and dropped them in. Then picking up the metal spoon this time (which he had cleaned, don't worry didn't need ANOTHER detention), he stirred once. Then another two feathers... Thank merlin for the board. And then stirring again. Stirring up all his hopes and dreams that had melted into this cauldron as a result of a detention. Just stirring away his sadness and despair. Just stirring away all the tears that he wasn't going to cry. Stirring awayy-- Okay point made. He repeated this until all his feathers were added in and then TADA. Steps done.
Hate potion because he hated potions. And that was final. He also hated getting his first detention. A lot.
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Last edited by ArianaBlack; 09-21-2014 at 02:12 AM.
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