Potions Helper & Parseltongue

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Year Two-

The following Monday had gone by faster than Hally would have liked

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The following Monday had gone by faster than Hally would have liked. Today was the day she started as Snape's potion helper.

He was angry with her for following the voice she'd heard that much was true. But he believed her. At least it seemed as though he did, given his concerned reaction when she'd told him about it.

She was usually happy to be in close proximity to him but today she was dreading her upcoming time with the brooding professor.

She had a right to be concerned in her opinion, when Snape was in a bad mood the tasks he'd have her do would be much more disgusting than she'd prefer.

This wasn't a detention though, so maybe he would have her doing something other than cleaning.

She was shaken out of her thoughts when she walked through the doorway of his classroom. She quickly realized that she wasn't the only student in the room as Neville, Seamus and Hannah Abbott were also there.

All three of them were standing over a simmering cauldron as they greeted her warily. They told her they were there for some extra help.

Snape then popped out of the potions storage room, hugging a bottle of what looked like flobberworm juice to his chest. "Ahh the chosen one has finally decided to grace us with her presence." He all but snarled out at her.

"I'm right on time." She defended back.

He sneered at her, "On. Time. Is. Late."

It took all her strength to not roll her eyes at his attitude towards her, "what do you need my help with professor ?" She changed the subject hoping that he would just move on from her supposed 'tardiness'.

"You will be assisting me with the revision for the Wiggenweld potion. You got nearly perfect marks in it and since there is three of them and only one of me you can assist me by making sure that Mr Finnigan here,' he taunted while nodding in Seamus' direction. 'does not blow up another cauldron."

Before Hally knew it an hour had passed by and she was actually enjoying helping Seamus with his potion. Everything was going well too until the Irish boy mistakenly knocked over a vial of billywig string slime that poor, accident prone, Neville didn't notice and slipped on, sending the contents of his cauldron flying all over Hally's robes and the ends of Hannah's hair.

The two girls immediately started shrieking as Snape who had been watching the whole scene unfold hastily pulled Hally towards him and started unbuttoning her outer robe. "Miss Abbott go to the sink and rinse the ends of your hair, quickly !"

Hally stood in shock as the potions professor peeled her robes off her her body until she was in nothing but her white, button up blouse and pleated skirt. She had picked a rather unfortunate day to wear her pink and red, polka-doted training bra that showed right through the thin material of her shirt.

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