WHAAAAAT!?!?!?

What did Professor Lafay MEAN by 'NOPE'!?

Okay, so Destiny knew what she meant, but..did that mean her thumb was never going to be fixed? She stared wide-eyed at the woman. Why did she need to rest now? Was she going to DIE, and having her lay on the bed would just make it easier for the BONE STEALING Potion's Professor to dispose of her body?

Oh sweet Merlin!

She was feeling light headed. She was dying already, she knew it! She couldn't even look at her thumb. Her poor, boneless, wonky looking thumb.

Slowly backing away from the Professor, she bumped into..whatever that thing was that was now behind her, she laid herself down on it. Crossing her arms in an X over her chest she closed her eyes.

"I am dead."

Totally.

Before Alice even had to time to agree to disagree to Professor Lafay's bone choice it was gone. One minute she was standing and then the next she felt completely off balance.

Alice grabbed the desk at the front of the classroom to prevent herself from falling over. She chanced a look down and was surprised to see that her entire upper thigh had been flattened like a pancake, giving her leg the appearance of a nail.

It wasn't painful which Alice was thankful for, it was just...awkward. Upon permission to go and take her potion (which Alice really hoped was done properly and would work) Alice made her way towards her desk.

It was a bit of a slow process. She had to bend down and lift her leg from the knee down since the muscles on the top weren't supported enough to do what they were supposed to do...which in this case was flex. It was like taking a muscle relaxant, only a bit more severe.

Alice scooped out a bit of her potion and swallowed it, that god forsaken blueberry taste the first thing she noticed. She plopped a squat down on her stool, suddenly feeling rather tired. The next thing she knew she had her head on the desk and her eyes closed without any intention of opening them.

joey makes the potion with her partnter she add
1 gallon of Buffalo Milk Cottage Cheese
1/2 cup of bran cereal
2 tbls of Salt
1 chopped asphodel leaf
2 tsp of dragon (Peruvian Vipertooth) marrow
4 tbls unicorn horn powder
A packet of muggle Jell-o gelatin
1 Freshly cut newt (warty newt) tail
2 Crushed sopophorous beans
5 squeezes of Liquid Marshmellow

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"Go on... Take a drink of your potion..." She said and watched the kids around her.

Still holding up her forehead and consequently her eyes, Ivory tipped the ladle and drank deep. The liquid traveled quickly down her throat in a few swallows and before she knew it she had drained the ladle. Pursing her mouth at the awkward texture and taste of the cherry potion, she set the spoon aside and wiped at her mouth.

Concentrating she tried to focus on the part of her face between her eyes and over her nose, waiting for any feeling, sting, or pain at the regrowing bones. How were you supposed to feel something when there was nothing there at the moment?

It was in the middle of maneuvering her nose to try to keep it up that she suddenly realized that the strangeness in her vision was not because her eyes were slipping centrally without the partitioner nasal bone, although that was probably a part of it, but because she was actually feeling the distant sense of wooziness.

Not used to feeling so out of everything, she blinked a few times. The process slow and laboring as she struggled to keep the hand on her forehead to keep her eyes separate.

Taking a few unsettling steps, she tipped sideways finding herself on something or other that was mildly comfortable. Squirming for a moment to get herself comfortable, she gave in. Gave in to who knew what.

Hmm yes.

She was watching cookie girl. Watching her lay down and close her eyes. Oh the plans that were running through Evelyn's mind right now. Her, taking her cauldron of potion over to the sink. Her, accidentally tripping. Her, accidentally tipping the potion over the first year from her accidental trip.

..crud. Nevermind. Cookie girl was awake.

Pffft!

What was this!? DESTINY!?

Smirking just the slightest, the Slytherin finished cleaning her things, leaving her potion where it was at of course, before moving over to her friend, GLARING at everyone who even tries to think of getting anywhere near her potion. Especially cookie girl.

"Destiny! My Slytherin friend." she said dramatically, falling to her knees and laying her head on the bed as if mourning. "Your death, it will ruin me!"

Bahahaha! "But in the event that you must pass away..." Dun dun dunnnn. "Can I have your school parchment?" She really needed some.

Salander waited for Fletcher to guzzle the entire contents of the cup before replying "We'll find out now wont we?" he grinned.

He guided his buddy to one of the chez, being well aware that if he doesnt do so, he might very well end up with a dozing GlitterPuff on his back. Carrying the load doesnt scare him, but the drooling does.




Just as he was walking back to his seat, he passed the young Gryffindor who didnt apparently didnt make it past her desk before the drowsiness took hold. He carried her to one of the vacant chez and set her down on it. Awww she looks adorable he smiled before returning to his seat.

The horror of being dead!

Destiny was so dead, she couldn't see anything but blackness. If she wasn't dead, she would have been terrified! She couldn't believe it. Lafay had removed her thumb bone, and then KILLED her. She was probably going to use that thumb bone to pick her teeth later at dinner. The thought made her chuckle, but remembering what happened to her, she stopped.

Oh!

And then there was Evelyn. Destiny was going to miss her best friend, and she seemed so upset! Uncrossing one of her arms, she reached out blindly and gave her a pat on the back..or a pat on the face..she couldn't see after all, she was dead. "It'll be okay, I am only dead." she said, and re-crossed her arm across her chest.

Opening one of her eyes as she heard what Evelyn wanted, Destiny scoffed. Parchment!? She was lying there DEAD and Evelyn wanted her PARCHMENT!? "Fine. You can have my parchment, just don't forget to feed Sly and Ruffles."

Then she closed her eye and died..again.

Annnd one was out... "Class, watch Miss Hollingberry's arm please. You will begin to notice it start to plump up... Her face may scrunch up... She's sleeping so she won't feel the pain, but we'll see it on her face. Don't worry... She'll be fine, she'll wake right before class ends." Hecate said.

Hecate smirked as she saw Fletcher scowl at her. "I'm sure Master Salander did a terrific job, or I wouldn't allow him to feed you his potion..." She said as she transfigured the table nearest him into a cot. An old muggle army issue cot, with a thin, uncovered mattress and the springs so worn, that it was practically on the floor. "It's clean..." She said to Fletcher. He'd soon get woozy and have to lie down.

Hecate turned at the girl and raised an eyebrow...


She had forgotten just how dramatic Slytherins were...

She held back her 'Just Die Already...' comment... and now two were out. "Class... Don't forget to watch Miss Shepard as well..."

Hecate tried to transfigure a chez under the girl... but thankfully Salander was there.

"Thank you, Master Salander." She said to the Slytherin. "Now watch as it plumps up..." She added pointing to the child's upper leg.

She watched the Ravenclaw catch up...

This time she got that chez under the girl. "Rest, Miss Erised." She said to her. "Watch her..." she said.

she took a drink of the potion she felt werid never drank this before.she change into what the teacher had said she smiled in happiness.today going to be good and she knows it then she feels happy.

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Salander waited for Fletcher to guzzle the entire contents of the cup before replying "We'll find out now wont we?" he grinned.

He guided his buddy to one of the chez, being well aware that if he doesnt do so, he might very well end up with a dozing GlitterPuff on his back. Carrying the load doesnt scare him, but the drooling does.

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Hecate smirked as she saw Fletcher scowl at her. "I'm sure Master Salander did a terrific job, or I wouldn't allow him to feed you his potion..." She said as she transfigured the table nearest him into a cot. An old muggle army issue cot, with a thin, uncovered mattress and the springs so worn, that it was practically on the floor. "It's clean..." She said to Fletcher. He'd soon get woozy and have to lie down.

Hmmph. Fletcher wanted to say something to both Salander and Lafay, since they sounded like they were in cahoots... but... but he felt like he couldn't do so just now. His tongue was feeling suddenly thick and his eyelids were so, so heavy.... the boy hardly even noticed as the chez Sal guided him to was now a low old, gross army cot... he was just grateful to the place to collapse.

Collapse Fletcher did, his six-foot-one frame drooping comically over all four sides of the cot as his toe with the missing pinky hung over the end of it. And just like Salander had predicted, the sleeping sixth year started to drool.

...

She was going to let those smacks on her head slide for now. Her friend just lost her...thumb bone?...so this was the only time she got to hit her in the face. ONLY TIME!

However, that didn't mean she couldn't have the giant scowl on her face. It still irritated her to death. Not only was she being smacked, her personal space was being broken even more then she liked. Pffft.

Who in the world was Ruffles? Was she talking about Kingsley? Because that's the only person she ever secretly called Ruffles. In her mind. Out loud would just cost her a detention or something. "That is why, you are my Slytherin friend." she said, standing up and about to turn around to go back to her table and get that parchment but...

...She had to stand guard over Destiny to make sure no one tried any funny business.

A good cause. She'll just have to get that parchment later. As her friend's eyes closed, the Slytherin stood up and moved around the little bed thing so she was staring AT the class, before making herself comfortable standing. Crossing her arms, she stared at the girl for a moment, before moving her gaze to the rest of the class.

Yes, just TRY to get near Destiny and do anything. TRY IT! And they'll regret it.

Kurumi felt her eyes drooping again and this time she completely passed out on her chair...bed...thing and was soon entering a dream world.

Which was frightening...

She a flock of Cornish pixies were pulling and pressing down on her face and then they took out really shark tooth picks to begin jabbing her. Suddenly...the giant squid from the lake appeared and suction cupped her arms...

Hecate conjured a chez under the girl and waited for her to sleep.

"Awwww..." She said and laughed. "He's precious when he's sleeping, isn't he?"

She smiled watching the guard on duty...

"See the area? It's puffing up." She said.

Not being able to talk, not being able to communicate any other way, because his hands were pretty much busy trying to keep his skin from hanging the most awkwardly way, Treyen had no idea how to ask what to do next.

It appeared he didn't have to, though, because he was slowly getting tired, and sort of sleepy, and Ivy had just...fallen asleep? Were his eyes deceiving him? Blinking a couple times, Treyen eyed the thing the Professor had just conjured, and assumed it was for him.

He was trying to walk over there...but he had no idea if he made it or not...his mind was no longer preoccupied about getting his pretty jaw back, it was only preoccupied about resting. Somewhere, anywhere.

Zzzzzz.

ooc: For the purposes of moving the class along, I'm going to say that time has passed... everyone's bones was regrown and they are now in process of waking up.

"Alright everyone..." She said placing buckets near her victimsolunteers. "Stay at a safe distance... most people throw up after they wake." She said. It's a fast growing regrowth formula..."

Where was he? He knew it! He'd been dreaming all along! A horrible nightmare indeed, something to write about in Professor Reynolds' dream journal assignment for sure. Finally something not related to water. Ha!

And then...he was...feeling sick. His eyes didn't open yet, because, you know, he was still in bed. Except the bed wasn't as comfortable as it always was.

Wait.

The bed? He was in NO BED! Eyes opened at once, the boy almost got sick in the classroom, but he was clenching his teeth. His teeth! He got his jaw back! All the excitement from knowing that his mandible was back managed to get back whatever was going outside his body.

He had his jaw back! He could pretty much eat anything he wanted...

...and speak!

Waiiiit a minute. His face fell. And his terrified eyes were back. "Isss the-there a mirror Professor?" he asked, still slightly asleep. Man, he could sleep all day, you know. Regrowing bones was exhausting.

Alice slowly started to open her eyes, the lights in the classroom hurting her eyes. She felt fine, but then she started to remember what had happened and instantly sat up, looking at her upper leg.

Ooh, her potion had worked! Alice smiled until she looked out and realized that she was sitting in the front of the classroom. But wait...how did she? Alice smiled at the professor before shifting her eyes down, not sure how she felt about the entire class having just seen her sleeping. Had she snored?

Alice had heard Professor Lafay's voice and saying something about throwing up. Throwing up? Alice never threw up no matter how sick she got.

"I feel alright Professor," Alice said, easing herself so that her legs could hang over the side of the ...bed? Alice was pleased to find that her newly re grown bone felt the same as the other one.

Kurumi's eyes slowly fluttered open. She tried to move, but between the feeling of their being a giant sitting on her stomach and being hit by a truck carrying large boulders, she found herself unable to move more than her pinky finger.

"Ooooooohhhhooooooooowwww," she groaned finding enough energy to bring her right hand to her forehead. Stupid Cornish pixies and all their poking and pulling...oh, wait...had that been a dream? Kurumi looked at Dragon Lady and immediately felt her stomach turn over and, oh that was not something she wanted to do right now....especially not on anyone shoes. Swallowing, Kurumi instantly felt more sick and now she had a terrible taste in her mouth.

Potions...officially the worst class ever.

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ooc: For the purposes of moving the class along, I'm going to say that time has passed... everyone's bones was regrown and they are now in process of waking up.

"Alright everyone..." She said placing buckets near her victimsolunteers. "Stay at a safe distance... most people throw up after they wake." She said. It's a fast growing regrowth formula..."

It was as if her voice was coming from a great distance away, as if they were all underwater, but Fletcher could hear Professor Lafay in his dream about being tiny again. Why was she in his dream? Was she the one brewing the antidote so he could get out of his tiny cage? Wait, what was she saying? Who was she talking to? 'Most people grow up after they wake?' She hadn't... wait, was she the one who had shrunk him?! WHY? This was just a dream, right, not reality?! Because Fletcher had certainly had enough shrinking and regrowing in reality for this to be real.

Worried he had actually shrunk to a six-inch-tall being again, Fletcher fought to wake up. Forcing his eyes open, he abruptly sat up on his cot in a nervous sweat and immediately felt the side effects of the potion.

"I'm gonna be siiiiiic----"

BAAAAAAAAAARFFFFFF. The boy turned his head away from the cot just in time to allow an explosion of everything he had eaten that day to come pouring out of his mouth. Some of it hit the conveniently-placed bucket nearby but most rained out and dripped around the sides of the bucket and onto the floor, where it ran together like a great big chunky green lava spill and started rushing toward the nearest student desks.

Oatmeal, pumpkin juice, pea green soup, cheesy broccoli and crispy bacon did not look nearly as good half-digested as it did pre-consumption.

Fee looked a little disgusted as the professor mentioned they could throw up.
Ewwwww.
She didnt want to see that.No way....

She turned and looked at the boy. She conjured a mirror and handed it to him, "The skin is a little red from the pain, Master Lockhart, but that will fade by morning." She assured him.

"Good. Your leg looks just fine. Why don't you walk on it, Miss Page, and tell me how it feels." She said nodding.

"How's that arm feel, Miss Hollingberry?" Hecate asked the girl who'd been crying.

Now any other professor would have protected themselves from the explosive jets coming out of the kid's mouth... Hecate on the other hand, was not squeamish, not did she care that the vomit was oozing all over her classroom. "Where did you get the bacon?" She asked as she watched it float on some upchuck... "I didn't see it this morning at breakfast..." This kid really had to learn how to chew. "How's your toe, Master Fletcher?"

"Miss Schwarzberg, part of being a potioneer is being around vomit... It's actually an ingredient for certain potions... Pig vomit, Oat Based Hippogryff vomit." She said.

She then waited for the others to wake...

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Now any other professor would have protected themselves from the explosive jets coming out of the kid's mouth... Hecate on the other hand, was not squeamish, not did she care that the vomit was oozing all over her classroom. "Where did you get the bacon?" She asked as she watched it float on some upchuck... "I didn't see it this morning at breakfast..." This kid really had to learn how to chew. "How's your toe, Master Fletcher?"

Fletcher was not finished upchucking yet, and he could only give Lafay a weak, pathetic attempt at a scornful glare. How could she be so calm? He was VOMITING here. That was as close to dying as one could get! His mouth tasted like he just licked the inside of a garbage can and there she was, conversing about breakfast.

That had been like six hours ago, lady.

"I bbring th' bacon. Bring th' bacon... friendly elves... common room near kkitititchen," Fletcher spewed, emptying out one last mouthful of vomit into the nearly-full bucket before him. He made a disgusted face and pointed his wand at his own mouth, aguamenti-ing the last few chunky remains of bacon and broccoli. He spat it out into the bucket and shook his head.

Still tasted gross. They should have brewed some mouthwash to go along with that potion. He laid back down onto his cot and closed his eyes, flexing his pinky toe --- and all his toes, for that matter, to make sure none of the other ones had been tampered with --- before responding to her question.

"Feels fine," Fletcher answered at long last, popping one eye open to eye the professor suspiciously. "Salander's potion worked.... I guess......"

Nessa looked on as the students who had volunteered began to wake up. They were handed buckets for the vomit. wow she was glad she didnt have o indure that.

Oh my Gilderoy! YES! The mirror! The mirror! Give him the mirror!

He took the mirror into his hands, rather fast, too, and immediately looked at his reflection. Eyes widening slightly at the redness, but then back to normal size and a small smile as Lafay said that it will go away.

Treyen...didn't feel like asking her anything else, he just smiled and nodded.

His face was just as perfect as before, he couldn't help but smile widely and eying the set of teeth in the mirror. Perfect. He was glad he'd gotten to drink from Lafay's potion, though, who knows what could've happened if he didn't.

It looked as if he used to have a beard but someone pulled it out of him, well, the redness gave that feeling. Amazingly enough, he felt nothing else, the sickness he'd felt was overrode by his want for a mirror, and now he was fine, and happy.

Though, he didn't know if he'll speak in Lafay's class again, unless, of course, it was to ask for a mirror.

But, Fletcher. Ack! Disgusting. And he only got to regrow a pinky toe. Imagine if he'd been the one with the jaw.

Alice slowly eased herself off of the bed, putting her weight on the normal leg first before shifting some weight to the other. She flinched when at the weight of her leg on it.

"Not too bad Professor Lafay, but it is a little painful to put weight on." Had Alice done something wrong with her potion?

She tried taking a couple of steps in a little circle around the area in front of her. Well...the pain was getting a little better but it was definitely still there.