Chapter Eighty
Those Who Should Be Here
But it's too late, to go back.
I can see the darkness, through the cracks.
Daylight fading, I curse the breaking.
The day is gone
(Day is Gone - Noah Gundersen)June 2nd, 1978The very last day of Advanced Potions had the students hovering over one final
cauldron in front of Professor Slughorn. With little left to teach them, he asked his most
brilliant students to assist with restocking the hospital wing with necessary potions. Only
Damocles Belby was given permission to work on something else, as he had requested
Slughorn's help in patenting the potion he had created in class. Damocles proudly called it
Wolfsbane Potion, after figuring out that it could be helpful to the werewolf population.
Mia, Sirius, and Lily had joyfully congratulated him on his discovery, while Snape sneered
at them all.
"Are you done already?" Mia asked as she watched Lily clean out her cauldron and
reach into her bag, retrieving a small glass bowl. Mia raised a brow and watched with
interest as her friend grinned and poured water into the bowl from the tip of her wand.
"Do I want to even ask?"
"I made a gift for Professor Slughorn," Lily answered with a smile. "He's always
been very nice to me, and I know how he feels about Muggle-borns. Maybe now he'll see
that blood has nothing to do with talent. Despite his being a Slytherin, I want to thank him
for all that he's taught me." She pulled a flower petal in a sealed jar from her bag and made
her way to Slughorn's desk, the sealed jar tucked under her arm and the bowl of water in
her hands.
"You done? Because my keeper is beckoning," Sirius said sarcastically to Mia after
putting his things away and sealing the phials of Blood Replenishing Potion that he had
been assigned to brew. At her strange look, he gestured to James, who was waiting by the
door, holding his empty hand out toward Sirius with an impatient look on his face.