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They both had Potion for the first two hours, so they went to the dungeon where the classroom was situated.

As they reached their destination, Rana whispered fleetingly to her "Your Portion partner is my twin, Alphard!" she showed discreet where he was seated and was already gone, probably to her assigned seat.

Fiona froze up for a brief moment because Rana hadn't mentioned him, he was practically a complete stranger to her. However, she recovered and quickly went to sit next to the boy who was apparently Alphard Black.

She took on a confident stance and put on a small smile, but inwardly she said to herself like a mantra not to panic. When she stood next to him, he finally noticed her and looked up with a friendly grin, he slide over to make room for her.

The boy or should she say man, looked really cute with his messy black hair, defining jawline and the same silver-grey eyes Rana possess. They did really resample each other, except their gender. Before she could even mutter a word to him, someone came into the classroom and everyone went quiet.

A short man with a belly that bulged under his dark green robes walk down the aisle, heading to the front of the classroom.

The professor settle in the large armchair behind the teacher's desk at the front of the room. Fiona couldn't help but stare at Horace Slughorn, the infamous sycophant and founder of the Slug Club. It's was something else to see the characters interact in the movie and see in reality.

"Good Morning class, I hope everyone had a refreshing morning like myself!" he said with a joyful voice and wide smile.

From then on, she faded out his unnatural cheerful voice and instead observed her surroundings.

The cauldrons, which were kept in a glass storage closet at the back right side of the classroom. There were shelves upon shelves of pewter cauldrons, labeled with the names of students. The potion lessen was separated, the Ravenclaw students were on the front and Slytherins in the back.

The last two rows were occupied by Tom Riddle and his clique, Fiona identified Malfoy and the cute looking Rosier heir as on of them. She quickly looked away before Abraxas could catch her starring.

The guy beside her tapped her briefly on the shoulder and said with a thoughtful look in his eyes "I will get us the ingredients, like usual, just open the page on 175 and read through the instruction." then he walked off.

She had a nagging feeling, that she did something wrong. "Focus," Fiona told herself firmly "I'm just to paranoid." and opened her bookbag and started rummaging through. The females arm went into the bag all the way past her elbow. It took all her willpower not to scream in horror.

Her arm shouldn't fit this deep, a normal bag shouldn't have that much space. After heavily breathing out, she reminded herself that she was at Hogwarts the School of witchcraft and expansion charms existed. Likely, her doppelganger had charmed the book-bag to fit more in it.

The disconcerted girl found a few rolls off parchment, neatly marked for each class she attended and sight out of relive. "That must be the homework sufficient for a week." she muttered facilitated to herself. Finally the teenage girl found the book Advanced Potion-Making and opened at the page 175.

In bold italics was as the heading written Draught of Living Death, then a long list of complicated and unknown ingredients came and the instruction were only halfway understandable. Fiona could only roll her eyes in irritation and thought in mocking agony "Why me?!"

She took the parchment marked with Potion to the front and placed it in the case along with the others classmates essays. As the young female went back to her desk, Alphard was already there preparing everything for the portion, the unrecognizable ingredients arranging in a certain order.

"Okay, this cant be too hard, right?" she asked herself with solicitousness. Fiona began to read the instructions carefully out loud. The boy next to her continued to warm up the kettle, after that both of them added the appropriate ingredients alternately.

The end result was surprisingly pretty good. Professor Slughorn would occasionally come over to check on their work and would always nod joyfully and complement on their portion. He would sometimes drop remarks like "My dream duo working together, for what can I wish more?" or "as expected from my best students in Portion."

He was like a proud father looking at his talented children's  and commenting on every little thing. Sometimes Fiona could hear the Potion teacher in the back of the classroom talking enthusiastically a one sided conversation with Tom Riddle, one of the boys she met yesterday night at the entrance of the castle. He had a charming smile on him, which could have fooled anyone, if one wasn't looking closely, she notice his emotionless dark eyes with that awful hollow smile.

A shiver ran down her back, she knew inside, to stay the fuck away from that man. Even she would be fouled from his charming looks and that adonis face. But with her prior knowledge about him, that one day he will become a noseless maniac, this wasn't lucky the case. Just thinking about all horrible acts he will commit in the future, gave her chills.

She has to find a way, to stop Riddle. What she needs right now - is a plan. A ploy which will succeed no matter what happens. "Yes, that's right. I have to make the perfect master plan with Rana. I can't do it alone, for that I know to little from this world." At the end of her thoughts, she had a determined look on her face. The raven-haired girl is here the only person who knew what happened to the real Fiona.

However, the person sitting next to her distracted her, before she could delve deeper into her thoughts. Alphard start talking to her and quietly made fun of the Potion teachers behavior. "He's out of this world. Didn't you hear Slughorn?" He cleared his throat and proceeded to speak in a high-pitched, slimy voice. "Mr. Riddle, how do you stir a potion? You use your hands? Brilliant! As expected from one of my best students! 10 points to Slytherin!!"

He over dramatically batted his eyelashes at her, pretending to swoon. "Can I also lick your shoes, Mr. Riddle? Pretty please?? It would make my day!"

She laugh at that and smile in good humored way. "That actually so gross Alphard! How do you even come up with this kinda stuff?"

"Like I always say, I am unique and I know you secretly wanted to be just like me. Worry no more Fiona! I will teach you my ways!" Grabbing her free hand, which wasn't involved making the potion and squeeze is in a reassuring manner. But his eyes betrayed that he was still joking around.

She just rolled her eyes and concentrated again making the potion. The teenage girl was secretly glad for his company, he reminded her of one of her best friends back home. She wouldn't be surprised, if he was like one of those person, you could do dumb shit together and laugh about it later on.

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𝗜 𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗴𝗶𝘇𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗱𝘃𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀. 𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝗮 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿, 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗜 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻𝗲. 𝗦𝗼 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗲, 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗽𝗺! 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗯𝗲𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗱 - 𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁^^ 𝗔𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀, 𝗜 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿. 𝗛𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝘆/𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁;)