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Adult ++
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Ambrosia
A, B, C....I love thee
Chapter 1: Ambrosia
The seventh-years, as a whole, were starting to feel the strain of their impending N.E.W.T.S. The Christmas holidays had passed and January was almost over, leaving behind the realization that, in less than half a year, the culmination of years of study would be put to the test. The upperclassmen of Hogwarts walked the halls between classes in a dream-like state; robes buttoned haphazardly, mismatched s, an, and inky fingers were the norm.
Hermione Granger was in her element. Gryffindor\'s Head Girl presided over several study groups, handing out her own syllabi (often more challenging than the professors\' own curriculum) and providing counsel to many students wavering at the edge of sanity. She hounded the professors mercilessly to outline exactly what would be covered on the exams. She ate very little, as each bite would rob her of a few seconds to read. Harry, Ron, and Ginny had to forcibly drag their fellow Gryffindor housemate to Hogsmeade or on other \"waste of time\" excursions.
Ron was resting his chin in his hands as he observed Hermione in History of Ma The The class was quietly snoozing as usual, relieved to have a break from their \"real\" classes; not many students were keen on persuing careers involving an extensive knowledge of history--besides, whatever they needed to know, they could just look up as necessary. That seemed to be the consensus, anyway.
Ron ignored the lecture as he studied Hermione. She sat in her seat, perfectly straight and rigid. Her long, bushy hair was tied into a knot at the base of her neck, as had become customary since the beginning of the year. Her eyes were bright and shining as she took in every word of Professor Binns\' lecture.
He was worried about his manic best friend. Being a good student was wonderful and all, but Hermione was starting to hurt herself. Her bright eyes were almost overshadowed by the dark circles underneath and appeared larger than usual as her face was now very thin and drawn. Her robes (properly fitting at the start of their seventh year) hung loosely on her small, angular frame.
Ron sucked the inside of his cheek between his teeth, worring the flesh as he regarded Hermione. He could hear his mother\'s voice inside his head and nodded to himself, agreeing with \"her\" advice: *Lots of good food and sleep, dear! That\'s what YOU need. NO! No \"but\'s\" about it! Eat this stew and off to bed with you--at once!*
Ron smiled as he pictured his mum shooing Hermione off to bed. He was sure that even quick-witted \'Mione would be reduced to a stuttering child and be forced to comply. He grinned openly and resolved to take better care of his friend.
\"...so...it was *this* dish that some ancient gods believed would ensure thier immortality...,\" Binns droned on as he hovered close the the blackboard.
Hermione\'s hand shot into the air. \"Ambrosia!\"
\"Yes, yes; quite right, Miss Granger. Now, no known record of the exact recipe for the gods\' ambrosia is still in existance. However, the ingredients seem to be...\"
\"A combination of several fruits--mostly acidic fruits with some healing properties, Sir.\"
\"Excellent. Yes. Modern Potions Masters have ascertained that a mere combination of fruit, however acidic they may be, will not ensure immortality.\"
\"Professor...isn\'t it possible that the addition of an ingredient or ingredients that would engourage the replication of the systems and tissues that the acidic fruits seem to provide protection for, would be a step in the right direction for maintaining longevity?\"
Ron groaned and rubbed his temples only to recieve a jab in the ribs by a very bony elbow. His mission to save Hermione from herself would not be easy.
Professor Binns\' grey form stilled. \"That is a bit off topic, Miss Granger. I believe Professor Snape would be the best one to answer that question.\"
Hermione nodded quickly. \"Yes, Sir.\"
Ron could see the cogs turning in her head. Potions would be even more torturous than usual, when Hermione interrupted Snape\'s lecture with a question that did not pertain to what Hogwarts\' resident Greasy Grump had planned for discussion.
Professor Binns continued: \"Another example of food consumed in ancient times that was believed to provide one with magical protection,.............\"
TBC.....
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Chapter 1: Ambrosia
The seventh-years, as a whole, were starting to feel the strain of their impending N.E.W.T.S. The Christmas holidays had passed and January was almost over, leaving behind the realization that, in less than half a year, the culmination of years of study would be put to the test. The upperclassmen of Hogwarts walked the halls between classes in a dream-like state; robes buttoned haphazardly, mismatched s, an, and inky fingers were the norm.
Hermione Granger was in her element. Gryffindor\'s Head Girl presided over several study groups, handing out her own syllabi (often more challenging than the professors\' own curriculum) and providing counsel to many students wavering at the edge of sanity. She hounded the professors mercilessly to outline exactly what would be covered on the exams. She ate very little, as each bite would rob her of a few seconds to read. Harry, Ron, and Ginny had to forcibly drag their fellow Gryffindor housemate to Hogsmeade or on other \"waste of time\" excursions.
Ron was resting his chin in his hands as he observed Hermione in History of Ma The The class was quietly snoozing as usual, relieved to have a break from their \"real\" classes; not many students were keen on persuing careers involving an extensive knowledge of history--besides, whatever they needed to know, they could just look up as necessary. That seemed to be the consensus, anyway.
Ron ignored the lecture as he studied Hermione. She sat in her seat, perfectly straight and rigid. Her long, bushy hair was tied into a knot at the base of her neck, as had become customary since the beginning of the year. Her eyes were bright and shining as she took in every word of Professor Binns\' lecture.
He was worried about his manic best friend. Being a good student was wonderful and all, but Hermione was starting to hurt herself. Her bright eyes were almost overshadowed by the dark circles underneath and appeared larger than usual as her face was now very thin and drawn. Her robes (properly fitting at the start of their seventh year) hung loosely on her small, angular frame.
Ron sucked the inside of his cheek between his teeth, worring the flesh as he regarded Hermione. He could hear his mother\'s voice inside his head and nodded to himself, agreeing with \"her\" advice: *Lots of good food and sleep, dear! That\'s what YOU need. NO! No \"but\'s\" about it! Eat this stew and off to bed with you--at once!*
Ron smiled as he pictured his mum shooing Hermione off to bed. He was sure that even quick-witted \'Mione would be reduced to a stuttering child and be forced to comply. He grinned openly and resolved to take better care of his friend.
\"...so...it was *this* dish that some ancient gods believed would ensure thier immortality...,\" Binns droned on as he hovered close the the blackboard.
Hermione\'s hand shot into the air. \"Ambrosia!\"
\"Yes, yes; quite right, Miss Granger. Now, no known record of the exact recipe for the gods\' ambrosia is still in existance. However, the ingredients seem to be...\"
\"A combination of several fruits--mostly acidic fruits with some healing properties, Sir.\"
\"Excellent. Yes. Modern Potions Masters have ascertained that a mere combination of fruit, however acidic they may be, will not ensure immortality.\"
\"Professor...isn\'t it possible that the addition of an ingredient or ingredients that would engourage the replication of the systems and tissues that the acidic fruits seem to provide protection for, would be a step in the right direction for maintaining longevity?\"
Ron groaned and rubbed his temples only to recieve a jab in the ribs by a very bony elbow. His mission to save Hermione from herself would not be easy.
Professor Binns\' grey form stilled. \"That is a bit off topic, Miss Granger. I believe Professor Snape would be the best one to answer that question.\"
Hermione nodded quickly. \"Yes, Sir.\"
Ron could see the cogs turning in her head. Potions would be even more torturous than usual, when Hermione interrupted Snape\'s lecture with a question that did not pertain to what Hogwarts\' resident Greasy Grump had planned for discussion.
Professor Binns continued: \"Another example of food consumed in ancient times that was believed to provide one with magical protection,.............\"
TBC.....
Candy is dandy, but a review will do.....