While he had to wait for the alarm to go off, Yoongi grabbed and cleaned the pestle and mortar and began to crush the unicorn horn. The potion in his stomach doing its job to keep him focused and not freak out. Like he normally did.... Good thing he drank it for this lesson, he didn't want to know what might have happened when he hadn't.

Beep beep beep

Yoongi jumped a little at the sound of his watch alarm going off and he shut it off before adding a pinch of unicorn horn in to his cauldron. So far so good. He checked Norah, saw that she was okayish for now and grabbed two mistletoe berries.

He nearly dropped them in the cauldron when he read he had to stir first. His heart beated fast, he had nearly messed up the antidote for Norah! He took a deep breath and first stirred the potion clockwise two times. NOW he dropped two of the berries in as well and then stirred twice anti-clockwise.

Setting his watch yet again to set the timer, Yoongi let out a deep breath and sat down on his chair. He had made it! he had brewed an antidote perfectly! He was SURE of it~ (*eyes narrator*) Was Norah proud of him?! Weeee~ two minutes later his potion was done and the Gryffindor beamed proudly at Norah. "Done~"

For some reason, Jace saw himself back in Japan running through small streets trying to find something. That something, he couldn’t quite figure out. He just knew that he had to find it as quickly as he could. He could feel his front and back drenched in sweat, his face felt really warm as more sweat ran down on his face. What was he exactly doing? He’s just running around in his dream, looking for...something.

On the floor, Jace whimpered accompanied by twitching hands and legs. His eyes were still closed, proving that the elixir he took is still in effect even if he passed out. What did he drink exactly!?

The Ravenclaw could hear someone call him out. Or...was the voice calling his dad? He wasn’t too sure. In his dream, Jace stopped dead in his tracks, looked behind him and saw no one; just people going through their daily lives, checking out and buying things from the stalls that lined up the small street.

Time, he knew was ticking, he has to find this something. In his dream, he continued to run through the street, checking all the goods being sold in each stall hoping to find...what he thinks is the answer.

Outside of that dream however, Jace was hauled back in his chair by the Professor...his head hanging to the side, completely oblivious to what was going on. He’s breathing, however his heart is beating faster than normal, and sweat kept on coming as time went by. “Where is it? Where...is it? I can’t...I can’t find it!” Jace mumbled things in Japanese, his tone desperate to find the right answer.

With a jolt, Carl lifted his head. Had he fallen asleep? He must have, but he could not think clearly right now. They were brewing an antidote. He was in a Potions lesson. He was a student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He knew that much. And his name was ... he forgot that. It would come to him in a moment or two. He drank the potion when Ilia was done and inhaled. He was supposed to be okay now, right?

Right. The groggy boy walked up to the front of the room where he knew the ingredients were. He had to hold on to a solid object as he moved, because the world was still spinning like crazy. He squinted up at the board at the list of ingredients he needed, but all the letters were scrambled up. Well, he would just have to take a bit of everything there was. Holding an armful of things in his arms, he made his way back to his work space.

Because he could not see the instructions, the Hufflepuff turned to his memory of watching Ilia work. She was powdering something. It must be the Bezoar! He grabbed one of the many Bezoars he had brought back and dropped it inside the mortar. With that, he began crushing. Crush crush crush. Ouch, he just crushed his finger. No worries, it wasn't anything serious.

Oh and he remembered his name - Carl Anderson Leonard.

Merlin's beard.

Watching Colt drinking her antidote, the young lioness just hoped that it would work soon and then he started working on them, for her. She just couldn't handle the stomachache, like she's gonna die anytime soon. Oh no, she didn't want to die right now. She was still twelve years ol, and too young to die now. There were so many things that she still wanted to do like, being a duel champion, climbing on the top of Mount Everest in Japan, kissing a boy....

"Urrrrrrrrgggghhh..." She grunted. "Come on, Colt! I'm dying in here!" Ava shouted to the Slytherin boy.

Matt moved his head from side to side as he rested it on his folded arms on the desk. His headache didn't allow him to take a nap, so he started to kick his feet to see if time went by faster.

Without looking up, he'd give Ariadne a thumbs up every once in a while whenever she reassured him she was almost done. He kind of couldn't wait for it anymore. Feeling sick was not that fun, y'know.

The Gryffindor jumped up when the girl pretty much yelled for him to drink the Potion up. "WHOA, okay!" He exclaimed looking at the brew with one eye, his oter one still shut. "Thaaaanks!" Matt said and drank it up. "I wonder how long it takes to work." Heee felt like puking, lol.

Anyways, he had to brew the cure thing himself now, right? Better start off. "I'mma go get the ingredients." He said as he stumbled around the room. Merlin, everyone was getting so LOUD. "SHUUUSH, EVERYONE, SHUSH." Matt meant it because his head was pounding but he couldn't help but laugh after he had told everyone to shush. He never thought he'd ever say that ever. Haha. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, his head, munnnnnnn.

BACK TO THE WORKSTATION after he tripped over people or things or maybe it was the professor's rat that was on the floor? Why would people be on the floor anyway? Matt didn't know and he also didn't see who they were. If he had looked down he felt like he would probably puke all over them, haha. "Merlin, people are CRAZY!" He told Ariadne, still with only one eye open. "Okay, I'll brew this now. This thing's probably going to work soon." He added, referring to the cure she had brewed earlier.

Jace never felt so sick in his young life that he wanted to throw up, cry, and shout at the same time. His mind can’t decide which one he should do, making his situation worse. The ability not to think straight drove him crazy, making his hallucinations worse, whether he’s conscious or not. In his dream, vendors drew him away from their stalls, telling him to get lost. “BUT I AM LOST! YOU HAVE TO HELP ME!” he yelled to no one is particular in his native tongue.

The Ravenclaw didn’t want to cry, but unwanted tears started to fall from his eyes, the water mixing with the sweat on his face. And just like any nightmare, Jace woke up with a start, but the fog was still there...and definitely the hallucinations. Instead of having two heads, it seemed that Elsa did sprout another one. And seeing how things are right now, it looks like Jace will have to wait a good while to receive the antidote.

Wait, the antidote he made did not work. It was a painful reminder that Jace failed again. He didn’t like failing. He is good in Potions. Even his old teachers in Japan told him he’s one of the best, so what...what happened? Was it a lie all this time??? Jace unceremoniously clutched his stomach with both hands, feeling the worst pain ever. The Ravenclaw immediately lost all colour in his face, gagged once...twice...and without any warning, threw up the contents of his stomach in front of Professor Art, soaking the ends of his lab coat in smelly puke.

The Ravenclaw immediately stood up, knocking several ingredients and vials on his workstation as he did so, and kneeled to try and clean up his mess. He couldn’t see clearly, and mid-way he forgot what he was supposed to do. He was SO LOST.

Without warning, he clamped his arms around the closest thing he could find, and tried to calm his stomach by staying quiet. Poor Professor Arthur Newton. He’s got a Koala!Jace hanging on to his leg for a good while. “Professorrrr...do something...anything...” he slurred the words out trying his best not to cry.

This kid is E X H A U S T E D.

Goodness! There was more shouting. Rachel covered her ears with her hands. Every time someone shouted, her head pounded a little more. this time, she was vaguely able to register the voice. Azura. It was Azura. But what was this her dorm mate was saying? Rachel lowered her hands, her face screwed up as she fought to keep her focus. Awww! Such lovely things were being said about her. "Azura..." She slowly climbed to her feet, holding onto the workstation for support. "I love you too but no one wants to be me right now. I'm a grump.'' Yes, she did love her dorm mate.

She was distracted by Tenacius's arrival and was bewildered. What was he doing here? Rachel watched him be shocked by Esme's puke and then as he hurried back to his table. He was scared of a little sick? So much for being a Gryffindor. She was only thinking this because she was in a bad mood, Tenacius. She then saw Jace looking at her and before she could as much comment that he needed to rest, she saw him look at Madam Curie and then promptly fainted. Oh no! Jace was afraid of rats! She had only just remembered. But Professor Art seemed to be tending to him. Just be careful with her friend, Professor. Don't spook him even more.

"Thank you for vanishing my potion, Professor. Don't worry, Esme. This drawback won't stop me from showing you I can brew faster than you.'' Now Rachel could get back to work. She still had enough of the crushed bezoar to add to the cauldron so she measured out the required amount and added it to the cauldron. Next, two measures of the standard ingredients went in followed by two cups of water all of which were measured by shaky hands.

What came next?

Matt didn't want to look around and try to figure out just what on EARTH all those people were being loud for. Sheesh, and he thought HE was dramatic. He wasn't even CLOSE to half of his classmates.

Noooo. Matt wasn't going to do any drama now. He was going to POWER THROUGH this Potion making thing, YAS. Even if his head was really bothering him.

"Are you going to drink the poison?" He asked Ariadne, stiiiiill just looking at her with one eye. The first year did try to open his other eye to show her that her Potion had worked, even though it... hadn't worked at all yet. Matt didn't want her to feel bad or like a failure, but sweet MERLIN, his stomach was not his friend right now either.

Crushing the bezoar was taking a lot more effort than it usually would and Matt's arm was feeling weaker by the second. It was just a tiny bezoar, he wasn't going to be beaten by it!! NO!! CRUSH CRUSH CRUSH CRUUUSHHH IT AAALLLL!

"Uuurgh..." His head... his stomach... But nope. No drama. NO DRAMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. "Power throoough!" He said rather weakly. He would try and say that more emphatically, but he had to use all of his concentration not to throw up.

Rachel momentarily lost all focus. What was she supposed to be doing? Was she to be taking a nap? Perhaps she was to because she felt so tired and not to mention it felt as though someone had taken her brain and banged it repeatedly against her skull. Ow ow ow ow ow ow! It hurt so much.

She glanced down at the floor at that moment and the sight of Esme revived her memory. Antidote. She was to be brewing that and showing Esme that she could get it done quickly. Massaging her head, Rachel went back to reading the instructions. She did this multiple times to ensure she read it correctly.

"Heat for five seconds on medium temperature,'' she muttered as she adjusted the burner to medium. She now counted the seconds as they ticked by. One... two... three... four... five... six... oh no! She went over by a second because the pain in her head had become distracting! It would make a difference, would it? She hoped not. Now that the burner was off, she needed to wait for five minutes as it brewed.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Three minutes.

Elsa could hear people talking around her, but she couldn't understand what they were saying. She heard the awfull sounds of people gaging and falling but still couldn't distinguish them from the background.

She was supposed to be making something, but at that point she didn't even remember what. Nausea, sweat, fever, body aches and tremors consumed her. Maybe this is what it feels like dying. I'm sorry Jace it was nice meeting you, but I think this might be the end after all...

She sank to her knees and crawled under the table, rocking her body back and forth, her head resting on her knees. Make it go away, please!

At the same time the potion continued to boil, unatttended. What would happen?

Four minutes.

Five minutes.

Careful to keep the time on track this time, Rachel promptly added one pinch on Unicorn horn to the cauldron. She had to pause to lean against the workstation yet again because she felt as though her energy had completely drained from her. She was certain if the headache went away she would be much more capable at completing the brewing without hitch. However, she had to push on. This she did, wondering why in the name of the Kingdom of Merfolks had Esme's antidote had not kicked in.

Rachel began to stir her cauldron's contents. One stir clockwise, two stir clockwise. Then two mistletoe berries were added and finally, two stirs both anti clockwise this time. She was done. "Professor? Professor, I've finished brewing the antidote.''

Without another word, the Eagle sank to the floor once more, completely drained, and curled up close to Esme. A nap should revitalise her.

Next, Matt added four measures of the crushed bezoar into his cauldron and then two measures of standard ingredient. He would've once again wondered about the standard ingredient and what exactly that would be but he just wasn't up for it this time.

Taking a deep breath to keep his tummy still, he pointed his wand at the cauldron. "Aguamenti." He started to pour water in it and it ended up being a lot more than two cups. Honestly, Matt was losing it now. He couldn't be bothered to focus on this Potion making thing. He wanted to go back to his bed and stay there for the rest of the day.

He looked at the content inside his cauldron and it all seemed to be spinning around again. "Not good..." Merlin, this was not good--

The Gryffindor couldn't control it anymore and all of what was once in his stomach was now all over his cauldron and ingredients around the table.

"...Well."

Azura had s bit of a heart attack as she heard a voice speak and she realized that it was Jace! Had he just heard her?? She went bright red and tried to fumble through an apology..

"Jaceeeeee.. Pleaseeeee don't misunderstanddddd.. I really do likeeeee youuuu! You are one of my good friendsssssss and when I saidddd that I would likeeeee you forverrrr... Uhh well.. You seeeeee...

I uhh meantttttt itttttt.. I'll loveeeee youuuu forverrrrr!"

Fwoopers!!

That hadn't gone over well!!

And now the whole class heard her declare her love for Jace!!

Helllppppppp! Was this a truth elixir?

Finally.. FINALLLY. Mason was done and Azura snatched the bottle from her and drank it in one gulp.. And then after sluggishly moving towards the front to her ingredients..

She headed back to her cauldron., everything was hazy and she was so warm and sleepy.... As she started to crush up her beazoar!

Madge looked up gratefully to the professor. Then she reached over and took the antidote that Mel had brewed and downed it. "Let's hope these just take some time to settle in and work, like muggle medications." She said to Mel.

Her stomach burbled and she rolled into a fetal position on the floor, one arm clutching her cauldron while she used her other arm as a pillow.

Olly was fine. A little dizzy, but overall fine. At least, until his nausea became overwhelming. It happened very quickly and he did not have time to react. One minute he was sitting with his head on the desk, and the next he pushed himself back because he knew he had to vomit. He tried to find somewhere, or even run out of the room to a bathroom, but there wasn't time. So he threw up on the ground right in front of him. Gross. Luckily everyone else was also feeling the effects of the potion so they were probably too out of it to care.

Olly raised his hand weakly. "Professor, there's a situation over here," he managed to say feebly. That was enough exertion for the day. Olly laid his head back on his desk. Could he just take a nap?

Matt was definitely not going to have that puked up Potion and the ingredients have been ruined. "What's the spell again?" He asked Ariadne or anyone who was near enough to hear him. How to clean that up? He didn't remember.

Speaking of hearing someone, some people were TOO LOUD, as he had already noted. But one person in particular was dragging their words out and Matt at first didn't make any sense of what they were saying, but OHOHO he DID hear that last bit.

"ALIEN GIIRLLL LIKEESS JAAAACE!" Matt pointed at her and exclaimed in a sing-song voice. Heck, he was loud too and his head went BOOMBOOMBOOM. He only carried on because he MUST. He HAD TO make fun of his FRIENDS. No missed opportunities, lol. He rubbed his face before he continued. Deep breeeeeeeeeeeath. "AZURA AND JA-ACE SITTING IN A TREE. KAY-EYE-ESS-ESS-EYE-EN-BLEEEEEURGH" He unintentionally emptied his stomach some more all over the floor.

And then Matt cracked up because LOL, vomit. How FITTING.

What was he, twelve??? Well, yes. Yes, he was. Hahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa... argh, his head.

Azura was already flushed from how warm she was feeling and the exertion she was putting out as she tried to crush that dang Beazoar!! She was trying hard and almost falling asleep while doing it when she heard a voice that made her go bright red!!

She turned to look at Matt and she instantly paled at his next words!

"I do not like Jaceeeeee!" She started to protest! "And evennnnnnn if I didddddd he wouldn't like meeeee so there is no pointtttt right?" she looked down at her cauldron and she felt something warm run down her cheeks and land in the crushed up Beazoar!

Would tears make this potion useless? She didn't care!!

"And I'm NOT an Alien!! I'm a fairrrrrrrryyyyyy Princesssss!"

Tears were starting to come down more in full force as she tried to steady her shaking hands as she put her standard ingredient into her cauldron..

But instead she dropped it! Spilling everything all over the floor and collapsed to the desk ans lay her head on it!!

So sleepy!! And what if Jace remembered this??

Tears.. ALL of the tears!

Crush, crush, crush. Carl continued crushing the Bezoar until he found out that he was basically crushing powder into - well, even finer powder. He stopped immediately and kind of sat there staring at his work. Then, humming a little tune, he dumped the whole lot straight into his cauldron.

Rubbing his hands together, he looked at the rest of his ingredients. He no longer cared about the methods written on the board. He decided to work with the Standard Ingredient thing next. Two measures of those were added to the cauldron, then after some consideration, one more joined the mixture. After all, it didn't hurt to be add a bit more, right?

Carl glanced around at his fellow classmates, wondering how they were doing with their potions. He thought he was rather successful today. Oops, they were all going crazy! It looked like none of their antidotes worked. Professor Newton would be able to fix that. Or was it Professor Curie? He could not remember which one it was.

Aguamenti. The word sprang up in his mind all of a sudden. He took out his wand and, accidentally pointing it at himself, said "Aguamenti!" Water shot out into his face and he spluttered and gasped. What was that? Adjusting his hold so that he was pointing his wand at the interior of his cauldron, he repeated, "Aguamenti! Aguamenti!" Water! More water!

He directed his attention to his neighbors. "Aguamenti!" The boy giggled and waved his wand. Water everywhere, yay!

What was going on? Jace could not stop his heart from beating fast no matter how much he willed his brain to do it. Nothing. His head was full of haze, confusion flooding his thoughts. The Ravenclaw took deep breaths, but not even the tried and tested method of getting his bearings wasn't working at all.

Jace could hear his name...bits and pieces of the words registered in his brain, but he was now having trouble with the voice. It was a girl's voice...telling everyone that she likes him...and then taking it back. This made the boy more confused, sending a massive headache up in his skull.

More shouting happened, this time it was a boy's voice. He knows the voice, but couldn't register who it belongs to. Still hanging on to the Professor's leg, Jace pressed his forehead against the man's calves and tried his best to shut the noise.

And then it was raining...actually, no. Someone has decided to shower them with water, and the small Ravenclaw boy was now completely soaked. Jace held on to the last strands of sanity in his mind. The Ravenclaw was in the verge of a meltdown.

ALL of the tears were now escaping Azura's eyes and she lay with her Head on her arms. The potion was forgotten for a moment as she whimpered ever so softly!

What was going onnnnn!

Why did her mouth suddenly decide to betrayyyyy her! Those were her secret thoughts!!! No one got to hear them! Not.. Even her.

She sniffled a little as she slowly looked upwards.. She had to finish the potion for Massseeeee even if she did feel like she was going to pass out.. And then.. Suddenly her tears felt cold!!

What??

Was it raining?? Were they back in the food fight?

A FAIRY PRINCESS!

That was all Matt could really get from what she said back to him and he couldn't keep it together anymore. He was cracking up too hard, which didn't help his headache at all. The boy kept holding his head as he laaaaughed loudly.

ANOTHER dramatic girl! HAHAHAHA! Hogwarts was FULL of them!

The harder Matt laughed, the more his stomach felt like betraying him. It turned and turned and eventually he would throw up a bit more. He couldn't even be bothered to clean it anymore because what was the point? He would end up puking more anyway.

Thought it stunk, mun. It stunk BAD.

"Rain!" He suddenly said, sitting back up straight and looking up. It took the Gryffindor a good couple of seconds to realise that that wasn't really rain, only a student casting Aguamenti everywhere. Matt laughed some more and pulled out his own wand. "Aguamenti!" He joined the Hufflepuff boy in his quest of soaking everything and everyone.

GOOD CALL, HUFFLEPUFF BOY! Matt tried to make a mental note to introduce himself after class. Hopefully his headache wouldn't get the best of him.

Azura groaned softly as Matt started to laugh at her! Laugh!!!

She WAS a Fairy Princess! Errr well.. she had Fairy in her! And Veela.. so she really should be dazzling him right now.. instead of.. him.. laughing!

Ugh..

Her tear stained face was now wet with actual water and she was completely soaked! She looked down at her cauldron and everything was a mess now! There was water in it! But not the right amount.. and it didn't want to heatttttt up because everything was wetttttttt...

"STOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP" She called out as she turned to the two boys.."Howww and I supposseee to brewww my potionsss if everything is wettttt." She groaned out as she started to cry a bit more!

Everything was awful! She would be lucky to make it out alive! Not to mention her deepest secret had been aired.. and she had NEVER ever wanted to even THINK about liking Jace, even though she had known it was true from the moment he had moved in close and had looked into her eyes.

She hadn't liked Jasper, she hadn't liked Torie, she hadn't even liked Colt.

It had always been Jace.

The others had been a much needed distraction for her.

Because she didn't want to lose her friend.

Who cared about her feelings? She didn't.. She cared about keeping her friend.

Tears joined the water that was falling into her cauldron as she sat down again..

Could she just goooo back to sleeepppppppp.. And end this waking nightmare?

A drop of scalding liquid landing on her cheek roused Haddie from where she rested her head and eyes on the desk. Totally wasn't napping. Haddie waded through murky thoughts, trying to piece together where she was... Oh. Potions class.

Time... how long was she supposed to brew the potion for again? How long had it been brewing? And why was it boiling?

0.0

She turned up the heat rather than turn it down. No one saw that right? Haddie glanced around to check, but everyone was too blurry for her to tell, the jerks. Click. The flame on the burner died. What was next? Haddie squinted at the board, then tried to manually focus her eyes by pressing on her eyelids. She managed to make out unicorn horn.

Okay, unicorn horn. Haddie nodded with understanding, or at least that was the goal. It looked more like her head was loose and she was having trouble getting it to stay up. She scooped out a huge amount of unicorn horn and dumped it in. Now... she squinted at the words on the board, which refused to stay still long enough to read.

Stir... clockwise. Add berries. Stir counter clockwise. Then let it sit for... 3 minutes? No 5 minutes. That's definitely a 5. Haddie turned back to her cauldron and blinked a few times to get it back into focus. Stir. Stir. Stir. Stir. Stir. That's enough stirring right? She grabbed the berries. Plop. Plop. Plop. Maybe she should add a few more to be sure. Plop. Plop. Plop. Stir. Stir. Stir. Stir.

And done. Now to sit. Sitting was good. She glanced over at Tenacius' potion. It was a dark teal color. Then glanced back at her own potion. It was a rich burgundy color. Tenacius' potion smelled like caramelized cherries. Hers smelled like gym socks.

....

Close enough. "Done," she announced. She was quite proud of being done. Oh and there was Tenacius looking at her all worried. Fuzzy, but still worried. Awww, that was so sweet. Haddie's dazed, feverish expression contorted into something sort of like when girls find something adorable or cute or sweet, and yet still missing that mark.

Sleeeppppp.. She wanted to sleeepppp...

Azura couldn't even anymore.. She slid out of her chair and down onto the floor, her eyes closing.. Tears and water still on her face. She couldn't brew her potion with water everywhere..

And her new scary thoughts were too much for her at the moment..

She just wanted too sleeeeeepppppppp

It would help everything go away right?

She slumped against the desk and slowly started to drift off into dream land..

Janelle did not have to wait long. It what seemed like a heartbeat, a wave of dizziness overcame her. "Oh no.....", she managed to say. Now she knew what Hugo must have been feeling like......and it was not good. Learning from his episode, she sat down, moving as quickly as she dared. Unfortunately, sitting down did not really seem to help. Leaning forward, she rested her head on her knees. "Why is the room spinning?" Janelle hadn't felt like this since the ill fated carnival ride of a few years ago. In fact, she felt like she was on the spinning ride right now. Bad memories. That had definitely not ended well.

Her partner momentarily forgotten, Janelle decided that the best course of action was to lie down. Since her options were few, she slid down to the floor and curled up into a ball. The fetal position was always best when one was miserable. Janelle closed her eyes, hoping that it would make the spinning stop. It didn't. Laying on the floor did not seem to be helping at all, but Janelle new that moving would only make things worse. It suddenly occurred to her that she had forgotten all about Hugo. He should be feeling better now and hopefully would be hard at work on her antidote. "Huuuugo", she whispered. "Hugo?" Janelle wanted to check on him, but that would require opening her eyes and moving.........so.......no.