A pungent smell that reminded Sarah of burning rubber was slowly emitting from her cauldron. She leaned over it to take a look, her face contorting slightly as she noticed the lumpy texture. The potion they were making today in class was extremely difficult and tedious to make. Snape had wrote the the directions on the board in minute words that
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He hated potions. Mostly because he had a hard time distinguishing between plants once they were dried as several seemed to look alike at that time of day. Besides, if she was able to find some then he'd know what to use if he royally screwed his own.
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"This could've been a fatal situation otherwise..."
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He knew Snape was sadistic and uncaring, but would he really set them up to kill each other off.
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He wasn't delighted by the idea that some Ravenclaw had been about to extinguish everyone within a ten foot radius.
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thanks in advance!
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thanks anyways!
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And welcome to the comm. as well! I'm Shelly/Sarah/Emily, it's nice to meet you.
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