 Granddaddy Ravenclaw | | Jermione Granger
Drabble #19, Theme #17 Cauldron
Well, now you can test it...
“Owwwwwww! Merlin's.. OW.” Ron hopped about the potions lab on one foot, grabbing at the other, wincing. A pewter cauldron lay on the floor, tipped on its side, a sticky blue puddle growing larger on the floor. The clanging still echoed in his ears, drowned out only by his own mutterings.
“Honestly, Ronald,” a voice floated in from the hall, before Hermione entered, shaking her head.
Picking up the cauldron with gloved hands, she siphoned up the spilled potion with her wand. “What were you brewing, anyway?”
Ron grumbled, now seated, rubbing his foot.
“Pain-relief potion.”
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