Alright. Time to begin.

Setting her bag down on a bathroom sink, Olivia readied both vials and set her notebook in front of her. She had already written herself a note clearly saying that she should take the antidote after she had the confounding concoction. Olivia also decided that it would be best to take the vials in a quieter part of the castle as she was afraid of the affects the concoction could have on her.

Though what did Olivia have to worry about exactly? She had brewed the milder version of the concoction. Lifting the first vessel into the air as if she was toasting an imaginary crowd, she then brought it to her lips. "Cheers," she said before downing the potion. She winced at the bitter taste on her tongue she shivered. Gah. That was awful. What had she drunk again? She blinked and looked at the empty vial in her hand. Erm... Had she drunk something or had it always been.... empty? Why on earth would she be carrying around an empty vial exactly? She shook her head and glanced at the mirror. What time was it? Her mind began to wander, becoming easily distracted. She became so distracted that she even forgot about the second vial that she held in her hand.

It was only when she moved her fingers in her left hand that she nearly dropped the vial. No, no, no, no. Broken glass was bad. It was bad indeed. Sighing, she brought the vial up to eye level and analyzed the liquid. Hmm... What was this for? It was at that moment that she saw a journal. Her journal? Or was it someone else's? Biting her lip, she noticed the handwriting and peeked at it more closely. A note! Drink vial 2 after vial 1... Pretty straightforward instructions. She lifted the second vial up to her lips and then paused. Should she trust the note? Who wrote it? What did they want?

She took a chance and drank the second vial. The cobwebs that had been setting in her mind began to clear away. They were wiped away almost instantaneously and she remembered. Olivia had come here to try the confounding concoction brew and take the antidote which she had managed to do somehow. It was probably due to her willingness to take risks. She had become more comfortable with risk taking when she couldn't remember anything when nothing distracted her. Reckless but good... it worked somehow. Olivia then piled her vials and journal into her bag and then headed back to the Common Room to finish up her assignment.