 urine trouble | Pat's Strong Confident Other Half | Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse
OOOOoooooOOOOH! There was a FIGHT going down.
But the timing? Jeez, couldn't this have happened during the ten minutes where he was waiting? Why did it have to happen NOW? No matter no matter. He was waiting for further instructions which meant that the fourth year could sit back, relax and watch the commotion take place. A commotion that included some people he knew: Lizard Boy, for one. Jeez, the boy hardly talked back at the pet store but he was all up for this? Man, he had underestimated him. Then there was the girl who had used him as a bodyguard. The fiery redhead and the other boy were unknown to this Slytherin.
Then things heated up when the Professor got involved. Smirk. This was GOOD. So good that it made Grayson wish he could snack on some popcorn while watching things unfold. The fact that they were in a classroom sucked. Next time, take this outside, mkay? And he'd watch while chanting 'FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT' in his head.
Oh shucks. They had to move on.
And it was over. That was interesting while it lasted.
Grayson turned his attention over towards the board and then at his cauldron. Putting the fire out was simple, and the boy went in to do so before collecting up the other snake fang and adding it into his cauldron. Once that was done, the fourteen year old picked up his rod and gave it a magical clean. Couldn't have it staying dirty. He placed the rod into his cauldron and have the potion one counter clockwise stir. There. Look at the thick, bright yellow potion.
Trying not to look too pleased with himself, the Slytherin picked up a cup and cleaned it using Scourgify before scooping up some of the potion. He set the cup down, grabbed an ice cube and dropped it into the remainder of his potion in the cauldron. A week. This was going to last a week. And the man had mentioned homework. Merlin!
Then came the difficult part: finding a partner. Not because someone wouldn't want to pair up with him but because he wasn't sure how many people's potions he trusted. Some people weren't to be bothered with, like the girl he had met by the wall in King's Cross who was squinting at him. Jeez, you'd have thought he had set her hair on fire with the way she was looking at him.
"Anyone want to try my potion?" And don't you all come at once, either.
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