Robert Phillips walked down the halls of the great school of magic, Hogwarts, like he did everyday for the last month. A loner by choice, the Ravenclaw moved amongst the other students as he headed to his potions class. As much as the 5th year loved potions, he hated that he had to share it with the Slytherin house. Normally he didn’t mind the Slytherins but after the new girl from America started in on him he hated them all.
It hadn’t been his fault that the potion’s teacher had chosen her to test his potion on. And it wasn’t like he had meant to turn her blue… He had gotten the ingredients form the cabin like all of the others. Even Professor Snidly had said it wasn’t his fault. That one of the ingredients was to old to use. Although it might have been that he had laughed harder then anyone else in class.
Walking into the classroom, he sighed as he spotted an empty chair between two of his housemates. “Do you think you can remake that blue potion again,” William asked on his right, “I want to sneak it into all of those Slytherin’s drink at supper. Laughing, “That would be something to see…” Robert started, “But we would need some of the old stuff for it to work. I knew that rat-tail was old as soon as I picked it up. If you can find any more I think I can remake it…” he said watching the Slytherin’s walk in. “They always travel in packs,” Robert told his housemates, “They never could stand on their own,” he said loud enough for the everyone to hear.
It hadn’t been his fault that the potion’s teacher had chosen her to test his potion on. And it wasn’t like he had meant to turn her blue… He had gotten the ingredients form the cabin like all of the others. Even Professor Snidly had said it wasn’t his fault. That one of the ingredients was to old to use. Although it might have been that he had laughed harder then anyone else in class.
Walking into the classroom, he sighed as he spotted an empty chair between two of his housemates. “Do you think you can remake that blue potion again,” William asked on his right, “I want to sneak it into all of those Slytherin’s drink at supper. Laughing, “That would be something to see…” Robert started, “But we would need some of the old stuff for it to work. I knew that rat-tail was old as soon as I picked it up. If you can find any more I think I can remake it…” he said watching the Slytherin’s walk in. “They always travel in packs,” Robert told his housemates, “They never could stand on their own,” he said loud enough for the everyone to hear.