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Harry Potter Promise NR.9

Date: 2/24/2015, Categories: Fiction, Fan fiction, Author: zimbi, Rating: 93.8, Source: sexstories.com

get their books before heading to the Transfiguration classroom. Harry knew that this year would be challenging, but that fact was only driven home more by the end of the day. Minerva informed them of what she would be expecting of them as NEWT students. As an upper level class, it was comprised of students from all four houses. It was slightly larger than previous years, but there was only one class for the sixth years. Charms passed much the same way, but it was Potions that Harry was really waiting for. Slughorn proved himself to be a jolly man, in good spirits, but Harry felt like part of it was an act. Sirius had told him the man had been in Slytherin, so he had to be cunning. Slughorn started them off by identifying different potions – Hermione was able to successfully identify Amortentia, a powerful love potion, while Harry correctly identified the Drought of Living Death, and Neville recognized the Dreamless Sleep potion. Slughorn seemed very happy with their success, and clapped his hands jovially. "Well done indeed," he chortled. "That will be five points each, to Gryffindor. Now, the potion we will be brewing today is –" "Sir," Ernie MacMillian interrupted, "you haven't told us about that one yet." He pointed at the fourth and smallest cauldron set up. Slughorn looked down, and chuckled. "Dear me, so I haven't." Harry rolled his eyes slightly, and caught Hermione's equally exasperated gaze. Neither of them believed for a second that Slughorn had forgotten the ... potion. More likely, he had been waiting for someone to ask, to make a scene out of it. "This," he waved at the cauldron, "is none other than Felix Felicis!" Hermione gasped. "Liquid luck!" she breathed, her eyes trained on the small cauldron. Slughorn chuckled again. "Take five more points Miss Granger. Can you tell us what this potion does?" Hermione looked up at the professor. "It gives the drinker good luck for a set amount of time. But it's extremely regulated." Slughorn nodded. "Indeed. It must be taken sparingly, as excessive amounts can cause extreme overconfidence, giddiness, and recklessness. It is banned in any organized event, and as Miss Granger said, it is extremely regulated." He sighed reminiscently. "I've taken Felix twice before, both times resulting in perfect days." He looked around at the class. "This potion will be the prize for today. We will be brewing the Draught of Living Death." He gestured to the potion sitting on the desk. "As you can see, this is it in its finished stage. I highly doubt any of you will get to this point today, but to the person who gets the furthest, you will win one small bottle of Felix Felicis. Enough for two doses, or twelve hours of luck." He clapped his hands. "Let's begin!" What followed was actually a good lesson, but Harry couldn't forget his misgivings over the professor. Still, it was better than Snape, even if the Slytherin Head of House had mellowed out slightly in the last year. At the end of the lesson, Slughorn called ...