Written by: SlytherinSissa
"Excuse me, sir, but what do I have to make?"
"It would do you well to listen, Potter. It's the Essence of Melissa. Your directions are on the board. Now stop bothering me and get to work."
"And the ingredients--"
Severus cut off Harry's words with a swift point towards the table up front. On it sat passion, roses and love; all of the ingredients for the Essence of Melissa. He looked up at the instructions and added a hint of the passion, a spoonful of roses and topped it off with a few sprinkles of love.
Harry began to stir the mixture while reading the remainder of the directions. When he got to the part about the 'touch of Severus,' he froze. He stared wide-eyed at the blackboard. After a moment, he put his spoon down and walked up to Snape's desk. Snape didn't even look up until Harry addressed him.
"Excuse me, sir?"
"What is it, Potter?"
"Well, sir, the Essence of Melissa calls for, um," Harry swallowed hard, "a touch of, um, you for uh," he rolled his eyes, "added pleasure."
Snape smirked. "It hurts, doesn't it, Potter?"
"Yes sir. It does."
Snape reached into his desk and pulled out a small vial containing a small amount of gray, sludge-like liquid. Harry took it and looked at Snape with an air of confusion.
"Sir?"
"It's my essence, Potter. Use it."
Harry grimaced and held the vial at arm's length until he got back to his cauldron. He uncorked it, poured the touch of Severus in and continued to stir it over the heat of the flames.
"That's enough, Potter. Bottle your Essence of Melissa and hand your assignment to me."
Harry did just that, corking his vial just before handing it off to Snape.
"Now clean up your mess and get out of my dungeons."
Harry obliged again, eager to get out of the classroom as quickly as possible. When he walked out the door, Severus picked up the vial of Essence of Melissa and held it in his hand.
"Looks like Potter actually did something right. What an invigorating change." |