Love Potion Slip

Love Potion Slip – A Marauder’s Era Fic.

Chapter 4 – Punishment and Awakening.

Lucius Malfoy was now regretting doing that deal with Kitty Hartshorne. She really was a heartless bitch who only thought of herself and no one else. Lucius knew all about self preservation but never to the extent that Kitty had gone to. She had dropped him right in it, telling the staff that the kidnap was all his idea and he had made her go along with the plan. Her teary-eyed act had worked on the staff but he knew differently. Even now, as he was scrubbing the trophies under the watchful eyes of Mr Filch and his cat, Mrs Norris, he was formulating a plan on how to get even with Kitty.

“Less day-dreaming, more elbow grease Mr Malfoy,” jeered the Squib, toeing the bucket, making some of the water splash out and onto Lucius’ robes. He grumbled under his breath and carried on doing the work of a House-elf, or so he saw it.

While Malfoy was scrubbing the silverware, Sirius was sat next to Jayne’s bed, her left hand held in his own large pair. His hands swamped hers. Held in his, it looked so fragile and dainty. Suddenly, Jayne opened her eyes and her hand clenched his tightly.

“Jayne? It’s ok, you’re safe,” Sirius reassured her. Her eyes locked onto his and started to water. She then turned her head away from him.

“Madam Pomfrey!” Sirius yelled, causing Jayne to jump. “Oh sorry sweet. It’s ok,” he soothed, stroking her hand. Her grip loosened slightly but still remained in his strong hands.

“Oh thank the Gods! I think you had best leave now Mr Black,” the Medi-Witch asked. But Jayne wouldn’t let him leave. Her hand tightened at the thought of being left alone.

“Please Jayne. Let him go,” Madam Pomfrey pleaded but Jayne clambered off the bed and clung to Sirius, hiding herself behind his bulky frame. He could feel how much she was shaking with fear. Her fingernails were digging into his skin, but he would bear the pain in order to protect her. Just as Madam Pomfrey tried to plead again, the Hospital Wing doors swung open. Entering the ward was the prone body of Lucius Malfoy held up by Macnair and Sirius’ brother Regulas.

“Great Gods! What happened?” Madam Pomfrey asked as she ushered the boys to a nearby empty bed and aided them in getting Malfoy onto it.

“We’re not sure. We found him in the top corridor, just outside the trophy room. We think he was attacked as he leaving detention,” Macnair sneered, glaring at Sirius, as if to blame him. Madam Pomfrey caught the look.

“Mr Black has been at Miss Newman’s bedside all afternoon. He has not left,, even for a comfort break.” Before anyone could stop her, Jayne rushed forward from her hidden place behind Sirius and started to pound her fists angrily on Lucius’ chest and face. Tears and angry cries tore from her as she inflicted pain on her tormentor. Sirius soon regained his senses and grabbed her gently from behind, quickly turning her in his arms and held her tightly. The fight soon went out of her when she realised she was safe. Tears still ran down her terrified face, buried in Sirius’ shoulder. All he could do was sooth her, make her feel safe. She was still shaking even when given a Calming Draft.

“Sirius,” she croaked.

“It’s ok. I’m not going anywhere.”

“He really hurt me,” she growled. “I just want him to die so that no one else can go through what I did.”

“He will be punished accordingly,” the soft voice of Professor Dumbledore said. His clear blue eyes blazed unlike Sirius and Jayne had ever seen before. He was angry.

“My dear, can you tell us what you remember? I understand that it may be difficult, but we do need to know.”

“I know Professor,” Jayne sighed before taking a deep breath. “I was on my way to meet Sirius at the Main Doors on the last Hogsmeade weekend. But I was stunned from behind. I woke up in an empty classroom, dressed in a skimpy nighty and tied tightly to a table. When I tried to free myself, Malfoy made himself known to me. He then cast a spell on me that made me feel so relaxed, not aware of what my body was doing. I’m not entirely sure what he did to me. I vaguely remember Sirius covering me up before I blacked out. The next thing I know is I’m in here.”

“I see. Thank you my dear. You must rest now.” The staff that had entered now moved away and towards the bed on which the now battered body of Lucius Malfoy lay.

“How are we going to find out what was done to her Albus?” Madam Pomfrey asked.

“Legimancy will provide the answers.”

“But Headmaster…..”

“Poppy, it is the only way. While Mr Malfoy is unconscious, the mind is unable to close me out. I will be able to see what happened through his eyes,” Dumbledore replied mournfully. He sat on a chair next to the bed and began to ‘read’ the mind of the young Slytherin. What he saw did not impress him, but it did answer the questions they had. The Headmaster called the staff to the staff room to discuss what punishment would be best for Mr Malfoy’s indiscretions.

“The students must not learn of this. There will be even more House rivalry then ever, maybe even riots!”

“Some students already know. Lucius Malfoy is not known to be discreet in his conquests. Many of the Slytherin students now know what happened. It will soon be all over the castle,” Slughorn said quietly, his head hung in shame for his House.

“No amount of detentions will compensate for the damage that has befallen my student!” bellowed Madam Sprout, her face turning beetroot red in anger.

“The only solution would be expulsion, but I fear that Malfoy Senior would have something to say about it. The Head Governor would most definitely do something to stop us from excluding his one and only child.” There were nods of agreement all around the room at this statement.

“The best way for Miss Newman to overcome what has happened to her would be to duel Mr Malfoy. If we stipulate that he can not decline, then the mixed match may go ahead. I am willing to referee,” Professor Flitwick said, earning a heartfelt, full room agreement.

“Then it is decided. Miss Newman will be able to openly challenge Mr Malfoy to a duel. The rules will be old school, first near fatal blow. Mr Malfoy will be disqualified if he uses any of the Unforgivables or even attempts to use any of them,” Dumbledore confirmed.


The two students were informed as soon as they left the Hospital Wing a few days later. Jayne was told she was the one to decide the date, place and time. She decided that the duel would take place after the N.E.W.Ts as she wanted to concentrate on them rather than miss out because of being back in the Hospital Wing. The date was set for the day after the final exam, in the Great Hall and after lunch. The duel was all that everyone in the castle was talking about. But the talk soon died down when the exam period started. On the lead up to and during the exams, Jayne was brushing up on her charms, DADA skills and whatever other counter moves she might need. She had help in the form of Sirius, Remus and occasionally James, Lily and even Peter as her victims of her spells.

The exams were hard on everyone but the relief for the majority of the pupils was evident after their final exam. The only people still worrying were of course Jayne and Lucius, but Sirius was just as worried. He had duelled against Malfoy in the past and knew that he was a dirty fighter who would have been coached by Severus Snape as much as Jayne had been by the Marauders. So much so that small inter-house fights occurred in the corridors, not just between Gryffindor and Slytherin but also involving some members of Hufflepuff. Thankfully, there were no major injuries, which Jayne was gratefully for.


The night before the duel Jayne couldn’t sleep, so decided to go for a walk. Since being caught out of hours by numerous staff, Jayne and Sirius had been given free rein of the castle. Both had given each other the password to each other’s Common Rooms. This was now where Jayne headed. Only she never reached the Gryffindor Common Room. Instead, she was once again Stunned from behind on the Grand Staircase.