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Adult +
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Chapter 3
A/N Hey, Just a little chapter, but a taster of things to come! Please keep reviewing thanks!
Draco was furious at Professor Snape for giving him a joint detention with Potter. This was highly unusual; he was usually a favourite of the Potion Master. He would be speaking to his father about this.
That evening Draco and Harry met Snape at the front of the castle, each holding a lantern and wrapped in their thickest cloaks.
“Now boys, I need at least two buckets of fungi-aphrodi. It is tricky to find and can be quite…dangerous. It resembles a small rose and is blue. Do it quickly and do it right.”
He handed them both a wooden bucket. “Now get out of my sight.”
The two young men shuffled off. They didn’t speak until they reached the edge of the forest. Draco turned to Harry, a sneer on his pale face.
“I could murder you Potter and blame it on a werewolf.”
Harry snorted in amusement and rolled his eyes. “Lets just find these flowers and get out of here.”
The flowers were hard to find and seemed to grow in strange places. The boys found themselves creeping deeper and deeper into the woods. An hour passed and the boys had only a few handfuls of the flowers each. Draco was growing bored and angry so decided to pass the time with his favourite hobby; Potter baiting.
“If you are so famous Potter, why are you still a virgin?”
Harry ignored him, making the slytherin more ill- tempered. Before he had come down for the detention, Harry had vowed he would not let Malfoy anger him and would remain cool and aloof to the boys teasing. He reached under a bush and pulled out a fresh flower.
Draco snorted.
“What are these flowers anyway? They must be something good if Snape needs so many,” Harry muttered.
Realising his teasing was not going to bother Harry tonight, Draco took a different tact to relieve his boredom.
“Eat one of them Potter,” He drawled, “I dare you.”
Harry chose to continue ignoring him. Malfoy however was not going to give up.
“They wont do anything that can’t be fixed by Madam Pomfrey. Just do it Potter you sook.”
Harry turned to Draco. “Why don’t you eat one then Malfoy.”
Draco flushed. “Fine Potter, I double dare you then.”
Glowering at each other the boys both tentatively bit into one of the flowers. Surprisingly they each found the flower rather tasty.
Back in the dungeons, Professor Snape was pouring over a potion book and organising ingredients he needed for a concoction he was going to teach the 6th years. It was a strong potion, a powerful aphrodisiac that was designed to make the drinker more sexual appealing as well as placing them in a dream-like state. He had all the ingredients, except the main one, and most important. Snape glanced at the wall clock, Draco and Potter should be back soon with that ingredient very soon, he thought. He wondered if it had been a wise idea to trust the boys with such a dangerous item. Surely, he thought, they are not stupid enough to do anything with the flowers.
Draco was furious at Professor Snape for giving him a joint detention with Potter. This was highly unusual; he was usually a favourite of the Potion Master. He would be speaking to his father about this.
That evening Draco and Harry met Snape at the front of the castle, each holding a lantern and wrapped in their thickest cloaks.
“Now boys, I need at least two buckets of fungi-aphrodi. It is tricky to find and can be quite…dangerous. It resembles a small rose and is blue. Do it quickly and do it right.”
He handed them both a wooden bucket. “Now get out of my sight.”
The two young men shuffled off. They didn’t speak until they reached the edge of the forest. Draco turned to Harry, a sneer on his pale face.
“I could murder you Potter and blame it on a werewolf.”
Harry snorted in amusement and rolled his eyes. “Lets just find these flowers and get out of here.”
The flowers were hard to find and seemed to grow in strange places. The boys found themselves creeping deeper and deeper into the woods. An hour passed and the boys had only a few handfuls of the flowers each. Draco was growing bored and angry so decided to pass the time with his favourite hobby; Potter baiting.
“If you are so famous Potter, why are you still a virgin?”
Harry ignored him, making the slytherin more ill- tempered. Before he had come down for the detention, Harry had vowed he would not let Malfoy anger him and would remain cool and aloof to the boys teasing. He reached under a bush and pulled out a fresh flower.
Draco snorted.
“What are these flowers anyway? They must be something good if Snape needs so many,” Harry muttered.
Realising his teasing was not going to bother Harry tonight, Draco took a different tact to relieve his boredom.
“Eat one of them Potter,” He drawled, “I dare you.”
Harry chose to continue ignoring him. Malfoy however was not going to give up.
“They wont do anything that can’t be fixed by Madam Pomfrey. Just do it Potter you sook.”
Harry turned to Draco. “Why don’t you eat one then Malfoy.”
Draco flushed. “Fine Potter, I double dare you then.”
Glowering at each other the boys both tentatively bit into one of the flowers. Surprisingly they each found the flower rather tasty.
Back in the dungeons, Professor Snape was pouring over a potion book and organising ingredients he needed for a concoction he was going to teach the 6th years. It was a strong potion, a powerful aphrodisiac that was designed to make the drinker more sexual appealing as well as placing them in a dream-like state. He had all the ingredients, except the main one, and most important. Snape glanced at the wall clock, Draco and Potter should be back soon with that ingredient very soon, he thought. He wondered if it had been a wise idea to trust the boys with such a dangerous item. Surely, he thought, they are not stupid enough to do anything with the flowers.