Chapter 6: Lessons

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Lukas sighed. After finishing breakfast, the trio had headed to History of Magic. Lukas had to smack both Arthur and Vlad to stop them bickering. As of now, Vlad was picking fights with the English boy and just wouldn't shut up. Thank Loki he was mixing Romanian and English. Couldn't have the younger students picking up certain words, right?

History of Magic turned out to be the most boring class in, well, history. Professor Binns droned on and on and on about some stupid Giant Wars or whatever. Lukas spent the first portion passing notes between his friends, doodling and the occasional note taking. At the 20 minute mark, he felt himself drifting off to sleep. Ah well, he could take a quick nap.

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" -Kas. Lukas! LUKAS!" The Norwegian boy woke with a start and slapped whosever hand was poking his cheek. Scowling, he gathered up his books and stood up. Arthur was waiting at the door impatiently while Vlad trailed behind Lukas, nursing his hand. He may not look like it, but he can slap really hard!*

" Lukas, it's break. C'mon, let's get some fresh air before Potions." Arthur turned on his heel and left the classroom. Lukas rolled his eyes and grabbed Vlad's hand, giving it a tight squeeze, just to hurt it more. Vlad winced in pain and gave him a glare, before grinning and running out the class with Lukas in tow.

Outside, it was still raining, though not as hard as it was at breakfast. Clumps of people stood in sheltered corners of the courtyard. The transfers took cover under a quieter area, where they waited out the break, chatting among themselves. All too soon, it was over and they had to head to their next lesson - potions.

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The potions classroom was down in the dungeons. The cold, dark, dank, slimy dungeons. Where you can get easily lost and have no clue where you and when you scream, no one can hear you.

Thankfully, Arthur had a basic idea of where they were supposed to go, so no worries about getting lost. They waited amidst the other Slytherins, while on the other side of the door stood the Gryffindors. The chatter here was much quieter than outside the History room. They were about to find out why.

The door creaked open ominously and they all filed into the classroom. Lukas, Vlad and Arthur took a seat in the front of the room, where the rest of the Slytherins sat. The class it self seemed to be bathed in a green tinged light, not unlike the Slytherin common room.

" Settle down." Professor Snape said, shutting the door. It was unneeded, as the moment the door banged closed, quiet spread with out the room and any messing or fidgeting stopped.

" Before we begin today's lesson," The Professor glided over to his desk and eyeballed the class, " I think it would be appropriate to remind you that next June you will be sitting an important examination, during which you will prove how much you have learned about the comprosition and use of magical potions. Moronic though some of this class undoubtedly are, I expect you to scrape an "Acceptable" in your O.W.L. or suffer my... displeasure." There was a gulp behind the trio, presumably from a Gryffindor.

" After this year, of course, many of you will cease studying with me. I take only the very best into my N.E.W.T. Potions class, which means that some of us will certainly be saying goodbye. But we have another year to go before that happy moment of farewell." Despite speaking softly, everyone in the class could hear him. Snape just had that aura about him.

" So, whether or not you are intending to attempt N.E.W.T., I advise all of you to concentrate your efforts upon maintaining the high pass level I have come to expect from my O.W.L. students."

" Today we will be mixing a potion that often comes up at Ordinary Wizarding Level: the Draught of Peace, a potion to calm anxiety and soothe agitation," Lukas shared a glance with Arthur before they simultaneously looked at Vlad, hoping they would not have to use the potion if the stares and rumors got too much.

" Be warned: if you are too heavy-handed with the ingredients you will put the drinker into a heavy and sometimes irreversible sleep, so you will need to pay close attention to what you are doing." Snape said and picked up his wand off the desk.

" The ingredients and method are on the blackboard." The instructions appeared on the board at a flick of his wand. " You will find everything you need in the store cupboard." The cupboard door flew open with another flick.

" You have half an hour... start." Vlad groaned quietly and they got started on the difficult potion. Lukas had not been expecting such a hard potion for their first lesson. Probably just to test the memory of the students. Nevertheless, he began adding in the powdered moonstone.

" A light silver vapour should now be rising from your potion." Snape told the class when they had about ten minutes left. Lukas checked his potion, and indeed, a silver vapour was shimmering above it. Looking beside him, he saw that Arthur's was a more light grey shade while Vlad seemed to be almost perfect silver. As Snape swept past, he gave them an appreciative nod before going to check the Gryffindor's potions.

" Potter, what is this?" The trio's head shot up along with the rest of the Slytherins. Professor Snape was towering the black haired Gryffindor from the train - Harry Potter, famous wizard who defeated Voldemort as a baby and survived the killing curse. Seems fame isn't everything, eh?*

" The Draught of Peace." Potter replied stiffly. Snape sneered.

" Tell me Potter-" Snape said. " Can you read?" The platinum blonde prefect laughed in a spiteful way. Arthur shook his head, disbelieving that the once respectable house of Slytherin had turned into a pure-blood crazed house of bullies and liers. Thankfully, there seemed to be a few diamonds in the rough.

" Yes, I can." Potter stated and Vlad appeared to have gotten severe giggles. As a result, Arthur and Lukas caught them, so they put there hand over the other's mouths in an attempt to muffle them. It was quite an amusing sight and Denmark would have a fit if he saw Norway actually laughing.

" Read the third line of the instructions for me, Potter." Snape said coolly.

" Add powered moonstone, stir three times counter-clockwise, allow to simmer for seven minutes then add two drops of syrup of hellebone." Potter read aloud and the snickers from the Slytherin table grew. Lukas knew they really shouldn't be laughing but it was still really funny.

" Did you do everything on the third line, Potter?"

They saw Potter's mouth move but couldn't hear what he said.

" I beg your pardon?" Snape asked.

" No." Potter said louder. " I forgot the hellebone." Snape frowned unkindly at the Gryffindor.

I know you did, Potter, which means this mess is utterly worthless. Evanesco." The potion vanished, leaving a dumbfounded Potter and nations dying from their insane giggle fit. Arthur blamed Vlad for getting the infectious giggles first.

" Those of you who have managed to read the instructions, fill one flagon with a sample of your potion, label it clearly with your name and bring it up to my desk for testing. Homework: twelve inches of parchment on the properties of moonstone and it's uses in potion-making, to be handed in on Thursday."

The Magic Trio filled their flagons and left them on Snape's desk, before leaving after the bell rang, heading down to the Great Hall for lunch.

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" He's awful, Snape. But you gotta admit, that was pretty funny in a dark sort of way." Vlad said before wolfing down another serving of shepherd's pie. Lukas rolled his eyes while Arthur gave a light-hearted glare.

" You set us all of you git!" Vlad just winked at him before falling silent and returning to his meal.

After lunch the three transfers stopped outside the hall and checked their schedule. Vlad gave a small whine.

" I've got Arithmancy next and you guys have Divination right? Sucks."

" We'll see you at Defense against the Dark Arts. Don't worry about it." Lukas shrugged and waved goodbye to Vlad when Arthur tugged on his sleeve with a " C'mon, we gotta go. Later, Vlad."

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Divination was much like History: boring as heck. The room was stuffy and Arthur thought he was going to faint from the heat. Not only that, but they had to keep a bloody dream journal for the whole flipping month! Ugh!

Arthur and Lukas reunited with Vlad outside the DADA classroom, which, even with a closed door, smelt strongly of perfume. And the cheap kind too.

When they entered, they found Professor Umbridge already seated at the desk, looking like a giant ugly toad. The class was quiet coming in, because, like a toad, she seemed she could strike at any moment and frighten the living daylights out of them. Not fun.

" Well, good afternoon." She greeted them. Vlad mumbled a " hey" before writing down a note which he pass to Lukas in a minute.

" Tut tut." Umbridge said. " That won't do, now, will it? I should like you, please, to reply "Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge". One more time please. Good Afternoon, class!"

Lukas, Arthur and Vlad shared a look as the rest of the class chanted back the response. The look read `She is a total nutcase.` If anything, it was one thing they all agree on.

"There, now." Umbridge chimed. " That wasn't too difficult, was it? Wands away and quills out please" The look they shared this time was a more gloomy one that had disbelief thrown in. Nevertheless, the nations took out the quill, parchment and ink and mentally prepared themselves for an extremely boring lesson.

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*Probably from slapping Denmark a lot /shot.

Aggh, sorry! That's all the patience I have for this chapter. I hate forcing myself to write long chapters, so I don't do it unless I have a good flow.

Anyways, I have a question. Should I put the Magic Trio in a Polygamy relationship a.k.a NorwayxEnglandxRomania?

I personally love the ship, but if you guys don't want it, then I won't. If you do, there won't be anything past first base because this is a family computer, so my parents can acsses this any time.

Last thing: I'm off school this Wedensday, which means more time to update, yay!

- Fizz