Sorry all, I have hit a blank in my mind. I had the plot down, but one good migraine and it disappeared! :( I hope no one is too upset with me for taking so long to post. Yes, by the way, I know this chapter is short, I apologize for that. Well, as you all know I own nothing other than Dia and the plot, who's bunnies have apparently died. =] Read and Review if you would please. Oh, and tell me of any mistakes...
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I finally made my way back into my dungeon rooms and smiled again as I looked at the interior. I looked down at the little Augurey and sighed, "Where am I going to put you?" I said looking around to figure out a place. Over beside my door was a huge blank area, "There it is." I took a pillow off of the couch and sat the bird down on it as I fetched a few pieces of cutlery out of a drawer, quickly I transfigured a extremely large cage that fit against the wall. I went and took a wicker basket that was previously in the bathroom and enlarged it and reconfigured it into a tear shaped hanging basket that would fit a large dog. (A/N Anyone who doesn't know what an Augurey is it is the Irish Phoenix which builds a nest out of twigs that forms a tear shape, they usually will stay in the same nest all of their lives hence the reason that I had her make the basket large because a Augurey will get up to vulture size.) Leaning down I picked up the pillow and the bird and placed them in the basket and watched as the bird went straight to sleep. "Well, you need a named now don't you? Lets call you Rain." I said quietly as I went into my room and retrieved a book of potions from the shelf where Dobby had placed it last night. With the Moste Potente Potions in my grasp I headed down for the potion's classroom.

It was not a far walk to the door that led into the Potions class room. The class itself was dark and damp similar to the rest of the dungeon area. I stepped further into the room as torches on the wall lit up noticing my entrance. I stared at the empty tables and unlit places were fries would normally be blazing for the other student's cauldrons. The classroom seemed peaceful without useless chatter and the sound Neville's exploding potion. I sat down in the front of the room and opened my book.

After a few minutes I decided on a relatively simple potion that was similar to the Dreamless Sleep drought. Though unlike Dreamless Sleep the potion Mortis Somno (Death like sleep) potion was used to put someone into a coma. This coma was unusual because the person wasn't asleep truly, the were mentally awake. A person could hear everything and feel, their bodies would pretty much be paralysed as they were trapped inside themselves. This potion really was unstable, the person who was given it may wake up in a few days or spend the rest of their lives in their head. I liked the sound of it and automatically started thinking of all of the options to tweak it, in reality it could have many uses in healing, if only you could find a way to be able to wake the person.

Summoning a cauldron and a few of the tools and ingredients I lit a fire and started creating the potion. Grinding some acromantula hairs I felt like I was being watched. Slowly, I sat down my mortar and pestle, turning slightly I looked over my shoulder as I acted like I was checking the fire's temperature. I saw a flutter of robes coming out from a shadow.

Quickly I retrieved my wand from it's harness on my wrist and shot a Stupefy at the cloak and it's owner. I knew when I heard a thud I had made my mark. Slowly, I walked over to the person as I held my wand ready to fire another spell and saw...

Bum bum bum! I hit a mental wall with this but I will slowly be working on it some more. Please Review.