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Brownies For Breakfast	By : Sugarholics Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 1623 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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Chapter Five: Snickerdoodles, Snakes and Snape
DISCLAIMER: You know Harry Potter and his friends and teachers and the whole world that he exists in? Yeah, they aren't ours, and more's the pity. They belong to the utterly brilliant mind of J.K. Rowling-the lucky gal! We will return everybody and everything in a mostly recognizable state when we're done playing! We promise!

Cass here! Just to let you know, we have nicknames that might confuse. Sarah is Lex, and Renee is Cass (which is me!!!!). Just to clear up any confusion. Enjoy!
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***Early Friday Evening***

"You know, it's the second time today that we've been in and out of this store," Renee said offhandedly as Headmaster Dumbledore propelled Sarah and Renee from Florish and Blotts into the slight insanity of early evening in Diagon Alley.

"Since when do you complain about going to a bookstore, Cass?" Sarah asked as they squeezed through the crowd.

"I'm not complaining, I'm just saying that it's the second time that we were in there today," Renee said, wanting to sit down and give her already sore feet a break.

"Well, ladies, now we are going to meet up with your Sponsors in the next shop. Please remember to be on your best behavior as this first meeting will be their first impression of you and will most likely form the backbone of your relationship with them for the duration of your stay here." Dumbledore stopped them and glanced them over, reducing their purchases and placing them in his pockets. "Keep in mind that first impressions are the most imperative with Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape, and I will not tell you that either of them are easy to get along with. Ah! Here we are!" the two women haulted when he did, glancing at the shop sign.

"Slug and Jiggers Apothecary?" the female duo read aloud, exchanging a glance as they looked over the stacks of cauldrons outside.

"Right..." Renee said, following Headmaster Dumbledore into the shop just behind Sarah. "Interesting," she said as she glanced around, trying not to gawk like an idiot as she saw many herbs, hundreds of different bottles in various drams, and many things she either couldn't identify or didn't want to.

"Wait here, ladies. I will go and fetch the professors," Albus instructed them, again leaving them alone.

"Why do I have a feeling he keeps leaving us alone on purpose?" Sarah whispered to Renee.

"I get a very odd feeling off of him. He has an aura that could smack someone into next week if he tried hard enough," Renee said, her attention drawn to the side as something fluttered in a jar at eye level. "What the?"

"It's a luna moth!" Sarah said, both young women stepping closer to the large jar to glance at the fluttering creature.

"They're so pretty," Renee said, noticing that there were several in a row. "Hey, Lex, do you remember the different currencies of Wizard money?" she asked, pulling a pocket-sized notebook from her pocket and a pen from behind her ear.

"Knuts, Sickles and Galleons; in accending order, if memory serves," Sarah said, glancing over the list of basic potion ingredients that Dumbledore had given them back in Florish and Blotts. "Shall we do some glancing whilest we wait?" Sarah asked, picking up one of the large shopping baskets for them to place things in.

"Great idea, Lex. What would I do without you?" Renee grinned, taking the basket Sarah extended to her with a smile.

"Wither and die without my radient presence to shine into your life," Sarah smiled, walking to the end of the aisle to begin her search for ingredients on the list.

"You know, sometimes I wonder how you fit through doorways with the massive head on your shoulders and then we run into people like blondie and his dad and you wonder how they get their head off the pillow in the mornings," Renee said, grabbing one of the luna moths in a jar even though she knew it not to be on the list. "But seriously Lex, what do you think would have happened had we never met?" Both paused in their motions and frowned. "Forget I asked because I would have killed myself out of boredom years ago."

At Sarah's laugh they continued their search, perusing the shelves slowly and throughly as it was assumed Dumbledore would be gone a while. Little did they know three teachers were already observing their interactions.

"They will most certainly make the year interesting, Albus," Minerva McGonagall said quietly from behind the charmed portrait hanging on the far wall of the shop.

"Yes, never a dull moment this year," Albus said cheerfully.

"I understand the need for Pishon as she has an aura almost as strong as Potter's, but what use will the other be?" Severus Snape frowned as the two approached the two-way portrait, still chattering and placing various ingredients into their baskets.

"Hey, eyebright!" Sarah said cheerfully, snatching the satchet up and putting it into her basket. "That reminds me of Vahe," Sarah smiled fondly.

"Ugh," Renee scowled in response, grabbing two large jars of lavender standard.

"I don't see why you don't like Vahe," Sarah pouted as she took a second satchet.

"Because his aura is irritating to be near and he has a wandering eye with hands quick to follow," Renee snapped.

"He and I have done nothing together! He's never even tried to move on me!" Sarah protested.

"That you have noticed and yet, yet, yet! I still say he'll show up at random someday and try to seduce you," Renee said, taking a satchet of eyebright herself.

"Why do you need eyebright?" Sarah asked as they stood just before the portrait collecting some various sized bottles and containers.

"Consumed in a tea by itself it helps with memory and clairvoyance," Renee said off-handedly.

"Why is it you forget people's names but remember stuff like that?" Sarah asked, shaking her head at her friend's odd memory.

"Because most of the time people annoy me and are hardly worth remembering," Renee grinned. "Which is why I never have a problem recalling your name, Lucy dear," Renee said.

"I'll let you know when you're funny, Renee, dear," Sarah frowned.

"I'm funny frequently, but often only in my mind," Renee retorted, glancing up at the portrait. "Hmm..." Turning away to inspect the other shelf Sarah and Renee didn't notice the discussion going on behind the portrait.

"I still don't see why we need this Tigris girl!" Professor Snape scowled, his arms going over his chest.

"Just wait Severus. Some people don't always have obvious talents," Minerva said. "As a matter of fact..." The older woman changed into her tabby form and stalked primly out of the room; her movements becoming catlike as she sat down right in the path of Sarah and Renee.

"Oh, a kitty-kitty," Sarah said, slightly alarmed by the feline's sudden appearance.

"Here," Renee said, handing a black handkerchief to Sarah to cover her mouth and nose. "Hi there kitty," Renee smiled, kneeling to outstretch a hand to the cat. "Where did you come from?"

"When a mommy cat and a daddy cat get bored and horny..." Sarah began in a singsong tone from behind the handkerchief.

"Shut up, Lex," Renee sighed, rolling her eyes. "Come here, sweetheart," Renee said, gently scooping up the mostly-willing feline formed Professor McGonagall. "Now then, shall we continue shopping, Lexie love?"

"Maybe there's a magical equivalent to an antihistamine that one could purchase or brew..." Sarah thought aloud.

"There was a rack of completed potions on the wall when we first came in. Look there," Renee suggested.

Sarah wandered off to the rack of prefabricated potions as Renee continued shopping. "Let's see...Antihistamine...antihistamine..." Sarah scanned the shelves for a potion that would help with her severe allergy to cats.

"I believe this will be sufficent in aiding you," Professor Snape said, handing her a simple clear bottle with something that looked eerily similar to hairgel. "It may look and taste disgusting and feel even worse going down; but it is highly effective," the Potions Master said flatly.

"How's it made?" Sarah asked glancing at the ingredient list.

"Most antihistamine potions are varying combinations of the same ten ingredients," he began only to stalk away towards the potions book section. "Here. This explains it in more detail than I feel like doing now," he said, handing her a red leather bound tome.

"'Allergens and More: The Basics on Antihistamine Potions By M. La'Dine'. Is this M. La'Dine a reputable potions maker?" Sarah inquired as Renee came up the end of the asile with a nearly-overflowing basket hooked in the same arm that currently held the tabby form McGonagall, whom she was still petting.

"One of the finest save the one currently teaching at Hogwarts," Professor Snape said with a smirk, scowling as he finally accknowledged Renee by flicking his glance to her.

"Hello, sir," Renee said pleasantly. "Find what you needed, Lex?" Renee asked, keeping a distance from Sarah with the cat in her arms she was currently petting-still.

"And then some, Cass. This gentleman here helped me," Sarah said, plucking a few spares of the anti-allergy potion and putting them in her basket.

"I'm sure you remembered to say thank you," Renee said, noticing the measuring spoons and cups in baskets at her feet.

"Thank you sir," Sarah said with a respectful smile to Snape. "And thank you mother for sticking your nose where it is neither desired nor needed," Sarah frowned at Renee.

"What are friends for if not to make life interesting?" Renee only grinned in response, tossing several sets of measuring spoons and cups into Sarah's basket and then her own as well as a healthy handful of stirring spoons of various mediums.

"Why all the different cups and spoons and such?" Professor Snape inquired, thinking Renee only a flightly shopper that picked what caught her eye.

"Reaction," Renee said simply, bending at the waist to let the tabby drop gracefully to the floor.

"How so?" Snape inquired dryly, unimpressed by her answer.

"If you use a metal spoon with a highly acidic potion, you not only get a tainted potion, but you don't get any stirring done. If you used anything other than an ivory or mother of pearl spoon in a potion that contained the roe of any fish-magical or not-you would compromise the potion again. You can't just go around tossing things in a pot without first thinking of action and reaction," Renee glanced to the cat and smiled. "Isn't that right, Professor?" she inquired sweetly, not blinking when the tabby transformed into a frowning Professor McGonagall.

For once, Sarah was at a complete loss for words, a fact Renee noted down and was prepared to jib her about without mercy once they were alone again. "Well then," Professor McGonagall scowled.

"You two were behind the portrait on the far wall." It was a statement not a question and one that surprised Sarah.

"They were?!" she demanded quietly.

"They were," Albus Dumledore said cheerfully as he stepped out from the back room.

"As were you, Headmaster. Was this a test of some sorts? An initiative of some archane design?" Renee frowned slightly and scooped her basket off the floor.

"Not entirely," the Headmaster evaded.

"How did you know I was not a normal cat?" Professor McGonagall cut in before Dumbledore could continue further.

"You give off a not-so-normal vibe when you're in cat form," Sarah said.

Renee smiled and nodded in agreement. "Basically. You still have the aural echo of a human, but the physical form of a cat, which is not normal. I try not to take anything at face value after the morning we've had," Renee grinned.

"I told you she would be useful," Headmaster Dumbledore smiled and patted both girls on the back.

"So glad I could provide entertainment," Renee mumbled under her breath. "So, can we go and pay for these things now, or not?" Renee asked, balancing the weighty basket on her hip.

"You will also want a standard chauldron for now, as well as a few last things," Mc Gonagall said, walking off to retrieve them.

"We should let the clerk start ringing our little menagerie of potions and goods so we can get back to our hotel. I believe you said we had only one stop left, Headmaster Dumbledore?" Sarah asked as she set her overflowing basket down on the counter.

"Yes, Eeylops' Owl Emporium, so you can recieve your mail. However, I need to get going back to the school. Minerva, Severus; when you are finished in the Emporium, I need you to report to my office," Albus said, waving farewell as he swept from the shop.

"Why don't you take them to the Emporium to pick their owls and I'll take care off all this so I can head back to Hogwarts that much sooner?" Professor McGongall asked, both exchanging previously marked envelopes containing money for the various sectors of school supplies.

"Wait a second," Renee frowned.

"Come Miss Pishon, Miss Tigris; we have more to do than dawdle here. You must choose your owls from those at Eeylops' and you must do so quickly," Severus said, rubbing his left forearm slightly.

"Are you all right, sir?" Renee and Sarah asked simeotaneously concerned.

"I'm fine. I would rather be back at Hogwarts, in all honesty," he said looking at the pair. "So let us away to the fine feathered flying circus that is Eeylops'."

"Okay then..." Renee shrugged off a feeling of unease, glancing to Sarah.

"No, don't even say it," she whispered, glancing to see if Snape had heard-which she assumed, incorrectly, that he hadn't.

"I didn't!" Renee whispered in response, her expression still slightly concerned.

"You're thinking awfully loud for someone not saying anything," Sarah frowned, blissfully unaware that their Potions professor caught every word they spoke.

"Unless you're telepathic you can't hear my thoughts," Renee hissed in response, biting her lower lip. After a moment of silence as they walked, Renee turned slightly to Sarah. "Something is coming and it's not good," Renee voiced, earning a punch on the arm from Sarah.

"Stupid wench! Don't say that!" Sarah hissed, flushing slightly when Snape pretended to catch the last phrase.

"Don't say what, Miss Pishon?" he asked with an arched eyebrow.

"Nothing, sir, nothing," she grinned sweetly.

Sarah's smile fell flat as she spotted the one thing that could kill a good mood at forty paces: Draco Malfoy. "Oh hell and damnation," Renee frowned.

"I second that emotion," Sarah scowled. "Four times in one day! I must have been Elizabeth of Bathory in a previous life," she bemoaned her rotten luck.

However Draco, it seemed, was far more interested in getting away from something than the fact that he was coming closer to Sarah and Renee. Sarah turned and followed him as he sped past, drawing Snape and then Renee into the chase. The end result was something akin to a very drunken and bizarre game of 'Follow the Leader'. Draco ran in between people, scooting around shoppers and merchandise carts. Running past Knockturn Alley, Draco ran smack dab into Lucius Malfoy.

�Father?� he said in shock, scrambling backward in fear.

�You!� Lucius Malfoy hissed, drawing his wand against his son. Sarah came up behind him and went to smack him, stopping as she saw Draco shaking slightly, his aura flaring in fear. �I told you traitors would die, boy,� Lucius said to his son. �And now you will.�

The Dark Mark flared green in the sky, casting an evil glow on the whole area. Smiling and pulling a mask out of his robes, Malfoy Sr. donned the mask and aimed his wand at this son. �Good bye, you useless boy,� he hissed. �Avada-� the man began.

�No!� Severus yelled, whipping out his wand with a curse on his lips.

�You�ll hit Draco,� Renee said, smacking his hand away as a fierce wind sprung up, blowing papers and dust about the still teeming alleyway.

�Fuck off asshole! IF anyone is going to do anything to him it'll be ME,� Sarah snapped, kicking Lucius as hard as she could right in the balls. As the elder Malfoy fell to his knees, his eyes streaming tears of pain, Severus and Sarah grabbed Draco between the two of them. They all ducked as several spells barely missed the four of them.

�What the fuck was he doing?� Sarah demanded as the four took shelter from the barrage of spells flying overhead.

�Trying to kill me,� Draco said dully, shock having set in faster than instant pudding.

�Well he�s not going to.� Sarah said as the four rolled a book cart next to another pair of carts to provide more cover. In the semi-circle of book carts Sarah and Draco sat on their knees next to one another, with Severus half kneeling on Draco�s other side. Renee crouched in front of Draco and Snape, trying to see over the books without getting hit by anything.

�I can�t believe you kicked Lucius Malfoy in the groin.� Severus said, glancing over at Sarah. Sarah shrugged and squeaked in surprise as a spell exploded a book over her head.

�Well what the hell do we do now?� Renee asked, watching as several people began to return fire.

�And who are they?� Sarah asked.

�Those are Aurors. They fight the Dark Lord,� Draco said.
"Aurors? Those fuckers from eariler today?" Renee demanded with a scowl.

Draco looked confused for a moment. "Did they work for the Ministry of Magic?" he asked.
"Yup, same dumbasses from earlier. They work for Fudgeripple, or Cornhusks or whatever his name was," Renee said, deeming the Minister's name unimportant.
�Okay, and your father was the Dork Lord?� Sarah asked getting the conversation back on track.

�It�s Dark Lord and hell no," Draco responded, scowling at the thought of Tom Riddle as his father.

"What now?" Renee asked as the cart farthest from the wall burst into flame.

"Moving over would be advisable," Severus said dryly.

"Thank you Captain Obvious," Renee scowled as the four scooted out of range again.

"Are you all alive?" they heard someone call.

"Unharmed!" Severus called back to the Order member.

"Though the alive thing is up for grabs after much longer," Sarah said with a half smile that was more nerves than anything.

"We're on death's door and that woman is making jokes," Severus said, exasperated over the odd American Muggle pair. Sarah giggled at the dry response of the Professor and looked over at the remaining Malfoy.

"Why does everybody else try to kill my prey?" Sarah sighed.

"What the hell do you mean your prey?" Draco demanded.

"Cork it you two!" Renee glared at both of them in an attempt to quell the bickering.

"I'm the predator and I will hunt and kill you, duh. Stupid wizard." She stuck out her tongue in response.

"I'd do something right now to you if we weren't about to die, and it wouldn't be cork it..." Draco said, yelping as his cloak caught on fire. Sarah shot him a puzzled glance, before another book thudded all to close to her head.
"We're not going to die," Sarah tried to keep calm as another book smashed into a flame-driven death behind her. "I was wrong! We are going to die!"
"We're not going to die," Renee said calmly as half the book cart exploded. "I hope," she added under her breath.
"We're not going to die," Snape said firmly, wincing as another spell smacked their makeshift hideaway around.
"I still say I will kick your ass from here to next month," Draco sneered at Sarah as they both beat the flames of his cloak.
"Well since we're going to die, I'd call that an idle threat, my prey," Sarah said as she swatted at his cloak.

"We're not going to die," Severus said, drawing his wand, "and he's not your prey."

"Oh yes we are and yes he is, tall dark and scary mister," Sarah said as part of the wall blew up.

"No, we're not going to die and knock off the prey thing, Lex! Otherwise, I'll kill you myself and save them all the effing trouble!" Renee said, debating on just starting to chuck books at their attackers for lack of other options.

"Shouldn't we get a barrier up or something?" Sarah asked as another random chunk of wall exploded over their heads, raining brick remnants and dust.

"What do you think we're behind?" Draco snapped as he reflexively dusted his now-soiled clothing off.
"I mean a magical barrier you witless wombat of a wizard!" Sarah said in a tone dripping with acid.

"Will you two cool it?" Renee snapped, looking over at Sarah and silently pleading for peace.

"I will mantain a barrier on you three whilest you get to safety," Professor Snape said bringing their attention to one focus.

"We could try it, sir," Sarah said, whipping her wand out of the holster in an already well-practiced move.

"Wait, you two are witches?" Draco was flabbergasted as Renee drew her wand as well.

"No...I'm a flipping mermaid," Renee said, frowning at him.

"Your assumption to the contrary," Sarah began with a smirk.

"Is no fault of ours," Renee finished.

"Besides, it all depends on how you define witch," Sarah said hesitantly.

"Which means what precisely?" Severus demanded, still not knowing the full circumstances of their Ministry-ordered education.

"All this stuff?" Renee said, motioning to the current barrage of spells still flying through the air. "Way not our style in any way, shape or form," Renee said.

"And what precisely is your 'style'?" Severus sneered.

"Uh, big booms," Renee said, suddenly blushing. Sarah snickered and Draco looked at Renee's chest. "Not boobs you sick minded weirdoes! Storm magic! Elemental stuff, not this kill with a curse crap!" Renee said hotly.

"You mean like the storm from earlier?" Professor Snape asked.

"Exactly," Renee and Sarah nodded in unision.

"Fine, whip up a storm, strike some Death Eaters with lightining and then we all live to fight some more another time," Draco said in a mock-cheerful voice.

"Shut up wombat!" Renee snapped, glancing over the bookcart to see how many Death Eaters there were.

"We won't be able to accurately strike them from here," Sarah said as she ducked back out of the line of fire.

"We have to get closer," Renee agreed.

"What?! Are you two out of your bloody minds?!" Draco demanded pointing over the shelves to where the Death Eaters were slowly making their way closer to them. "Death Eaters, guys that will kill you and you want to get closer? We should be running for our lives!"

"Sometimes the only way to stay alive is to greet danger head-on," Sarah said.

"Normally I'd wonder where the hell that sentiment came from," Renee paused as someone went flying through the air and crashed through the window of the nearest shop. "However, this is hardly anything resembling a normal circumstance."

"I would hope so," Professor Snape added quietly.

"How do we get closer?" Sarah asked, rising to a very low crouch to move quickly when the time came.

"I'll shield you as best I can until you're close enough. While you use the storm you'll be unshielded so that it won't interfere with your magic," the Potions professor explained quickly.

"How close do you have to get?" Draco inquired.

"To the ice cream place," Renee said, recalling dashing past it briefly. "Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour I believe it was called."

"It was," Sarah agreed, knowing the place as well.

"Should any green spells come your way, don't let them hit you. They will kill you, shielding spell or no shielding spell," Snape warned.

"Right. So it's a fucked up game of Frogger without any lives and with a shitload more at stake than a high score," Renee sighed.

"And there goes the attempt at humor...sinking quicker than the Titanic," Sarah quipped. Renee only grinned sarcastically in response, rising to a crouch as well.

"From here, run to the nearest doorway. Again, dodge as much as you can," Snape warned them again.

"Fine, fine. Catch you later wombat!" Renee grinned at Draco.

"May you live to be blessed by my glorious presence, wombat," Sarah said, taking Renee's hand as they ran into the line of fire.

"I'm not a bloody wombat" he shouted after them. "Stupid Americans."

After the lightshow-like gauntlet that had gotten them two doorways from their destination, Sarah and Renee currently were hiding behind a burning cart. "Gods above it's hot," Renee said, grabbing Sarah's hand as they prepared to make the next dash.

"Maybe we can do it from here," Sarah said.

"A little closer and we'll be so much more accurate," Renee insisted, waiting until Sarah squeezed her hand to let her know she was ready to dash again. "On three."

"One, two, three!" Sarah and Renee sprang from behind the cart into the center of the alley.

Malfoy Sr. and Nott Sr. saw the two girls appear from their hidding spot and aimed their wands towards them.

"Avada Kedavra" the two men shouted in unison.

Sarah and Renee both had their eyes trained towards the two adults; as their eyes widened in alarm they realized the murdersome spell was heading directly for them.

Cass here!
Cliffie ending!!! You've got to love it! *evil grin* Let's hope we post sometime soon!
Oh, and just because we haven't mentioned it before, our surnames have obviously been altered for both our protection and yours. The names we took, Sarah Pishon and Renee Tigris, are in some way slightly Biblical! Kudos to those who know where without looking it up!
Love and hugs and all that jazz!
Cass

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