A/N: Yes this post is pathetic and short but what you going to do about it. Next one will be better hopefully.

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Their worst Nightmare

Chapter Two

The Lust Potion

The next day the twins and I hurried of to potions after a hurried breakfast.

'We wouldn't be in such a rush if miss sleepy head had gotten up.' George called as we ran down to the dungeons and hurried into the classroom, taking out seats at the front of the class (my idea, the twins were furious.)

'Ten points from Gryffindor.' Came Sevy's cold voice, I looked up and waved; a cheerful smile on my face. I could be half an hour late to his class and he wouldn't take points away, although I would probably receive a year of detention.

'Did you get your present uncle Sevy?' I asked quietly so that only the twins heard. I didn't want everyone to know that Snape was my uncle.

Of course, he ignored me.

I pouted and sat still on my seat, not doing anything. I was pushing my luck, I knew it, but I couldn't care less.

I was surprised that Snape seemed not to notice that I wasn't trying, and of course, if anything it just made me not try harder.

'Miss Dinstie, clear that up now.' Snape snarled as I started to brew my very own inventory Potion that was a fascinating shade of green but if you looked at it from an angle were blue. I smiled up at Sevy and added another ingredient to my potion, turning it into a lilac colour that emitted a nice smell of bananas, grass, lollipops and shampoo.

'Erm… Sevy…' I muttered, staring down at my potion with a slightly surprised look on my face.

'Yes, Miss Dinstie?' I growled, turning around.

'I think I may have just made a love potion unintentionally.' It was true that if that's what I had made it was very unintentional indeed. I had just been mixing random stuff to annoy Sevy. The twins stared at me with bemused looks on their identical faces.

Well, I'm pretty pleased with myself.

I smiled wildly as Sevy examined my own creation. I had to admit he looked pretty impressed. Now theirs something you don't see everyday!

'I believe, Miss Dinstie that you have created a potion of lust. It is a different colour than love potion yet still gives of four smells that attract you.'

'Awesome.' The twins murmured under their breath. I nodded and stared down at my potion, amazed that I had created a complex potion while rebelling against my uncle. But then, I am wired like that.

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After potions the twins and I had to go our separate ways, I hated that not all our classes were together, also this meant I was stuck with the Slytherin's and the geeky know it all Ravenclaw's for an hour and a half in transfigurations. Luckily for me that's one of my best subjects. And only known by Dumbledore, and McGonagall who taught me I am an Animagus, which takes the form of a husky dog! I love it.

'Hello Professor' I smiled as I sat at the front of the class. Transfigurations was one of the classes I actually acted sane in. Even defence against the dark arts, which beats transfigurations by a fraction I still mess around in, mainly because I'm with the twins in it!

'Hello Miss Dinstie' McGonagall smiled. I must be the only Slytherin she likes and she has confessed to me before that she wished I were in Gryffindor.

The lesson went rather well but I was glad when it was over and I could go meet the twins. I spotted a tall red head easily in the crowd and ran up to them, jumping on Fred's back, which surprised him slightly… no idea why.

'Hiya Freddie Flintstone!' I beamed as I kissed him on the cheek. Recovering from the shock of having a crazy girl land on his back he crocked his head around and smiled at me.

'Hey Kae!' He grinned.

'Where's Georgie?' I asked as I secured my arms around his neck and let him carry me into the great hall. We attracted a lot of strange looks but I just smiled and waved.

'In the hall with Lee.' Fred informed me as we reached the entrance to the great hall and he carried me over to the Gryffindor table, depositing me on his twins lap. George looked rather surprised at having me fall on him, but I just smiled and twisted myself around, still on his lap, and started piling food onto his plate.

'Darling… as much as I love having you sitting on me, I can't eat.' George complained. I picked up a piece of chicken and swivelled around again.

'Awe, poor Georgie-worgie!' I teased, holding the chicken leg temptingly close to his mouth. He tried to take a bite but I moved it away just in time.

'No fair.' He pouted. I just grinned and allowed the boy to take a bite of the chicken. I continued to feet him for five minutes until McGonagall came over and told me that I should appreciate the fact that Im allowed to sit at the Gryffindor table and not to ruin it by acting childish.

'Yes Professor!' I grinned, saluting at her before sliding of George's lap and into my own seat.

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