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Casey O · 09-27-2014, 02:30 AM

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Originally Posted by Awarlesta Black

Dec munched on his snacks while staring down the vile of hate potion he had brewed standing on the table. Was he looking forward to this? No. Was he kind of scared to this? Yes and No, because he was actually excited to do this. This might be the least Hufflepuff thing he'd get to do!

Finishing off the last bite, he washed down anything he had left with water, so it didn't interfere with the effects of the potion. He took the stopper off the top and quickly drank it down before he started to remember what went into it.

BLERGH!!!!!

This thing was way more bitter than your standard cup of joe.

Marigold was just casually strolling into the Great Hall, holding a flask of the hate potion she made in potions. She had homework, yo. She skipped down to her house table, sat across from some random person, then drank the bitter liquid. She looked across the table at the person and realized it was Declan. There was a brief moment where the potion must not have been working, because at first she said, "Oh no."

But then hatred coursed through her, hitting her in the stomach and making her feel sick. Looking back up at her cousin, she glared daggers. She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. From the smirk he usually wore to the way he said stuff to her-

She hated it all.

09-27-2014, 02:30 AM	#4 (permalink)
Casey O Fan Club Officer MO & DMT Jobberknoll Join Date: Jun 2012 Posts: 4,293 Second Year x10	Potions Homework 1 Post 1 Admiratrice des Maraudeurs \| C-Rizzle \| THE Best Snuggler Quote: Originally Posted by Awarlesta Black Dec munched on his snacks while staring down the vile of hate potion he had brewed standing on the table. Was he looking forward to this? No. Was he kind of scared to this? Yes and No, because he was actually excited to do this. This might be the least Hufflepuff thing he'd get to do! Finishing off the last bite, he washed down anything he had left with water, so it didn't interfere with the effects of the potion. He took the stopper off the top and quickly drank it down before he started to remember what went into it. BLERGH!!!!! This thing was way more bitter than your standard cup of joe. Marigold was just casually strolling into the Great Hall, holding a flask of the hate potion she made in potions. She had homework, yo. She skipped down to her house table, sat across from some random person, then drank the bitter liquid. She looked across the table at the person and realized it was Declan. There was a brief moment where the potion must not have been working, because at first she said, "Oh no." But then hatred coursed through her, hitting her in the stomach and making her feel sick. Looking back up at her cousin, she glared daggers. She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. From the smirk he usually wore to the way he said stuff to her- She hated it all.