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Destiny hadn't fainted yet. Or died for that matter. So the potion was safe? The boils were gone at least, and judging by the Slytherin's behavior, it tasted disgusting. Great! Just great...
Pouring herself her own phial of the potion, she lifted it up to her eyes, glaring staring at it and its also weird color. Squeezing her eyes shut so she didn't have to look at it any longer, she drank the potion. Yup, tasted exactly how it looked. Disgusting. Actually, the after taste seemed to be the worst part. Ewww. For once, Evelyn actually wished that the crazy cookie lady would have been there with her weird-ish healing cookies. At least those would have tasted better than this.
She was so deep in thought, that she actually missed the fact that the boils had disappeared, until she heard someone hiccuping that is. 'Would so have rather have had whatever they have.' she thought grumpily, flicking stuff off the table again. "Well, it worked." she spoke quietly, giving Destiny a thumbs up. She was the one that practically made the potion in the first place. Now could they get out of here? Yes? No? Maybe? Before the professor decides to conjure up more balloons and pop them?
'Well of course it worked.' Destiny said rather proudly. Maybe she wasn't doomed to become a healer after all. A potioneer is more like it.
'It was only one easy potion, that you made before.' Way to be optimistic.
So now that the boils were gone, the only thing let to do would be to clean. Destiny's favorite!! And thats not even a joke. Unless Evelyn wanted to clean, but then she would take all the fun away from Destiny.
'Do you want to take our notebooks up while I clean? Or you can clean..' 'Pease don't want to clean, please don't want to clean.'