Potions Practice (Severus)

[rosier]

There were two reasons Evan had asked Severus to meet him in one of the empty dungeons. The first was the reason the same that he had given Severus in the common room, he needed help with his potions or else he would be failing this term. The second reason was that Severus still seemed upset at times over Natalie St. Claire and he didn't want his best mate pining over some silly Ravenclaw. It was time to start acting like a true Slytherin.

Evan had already requested the use of Dungeon 14 and Professor Slughorn graciously accepted, not wanting a student from a high to do family to flunk out. The room was equipped with a cauldron, burner, and multiple jars of ingredients. Evan brought his potions book.

[Severus Snape]

Severus pushed open the door to the classroom and was surprised to see Rosier Prepared! At least mostly. "So..." he said walking into the class and toward the desk with a certain bit of flare, "Anything in particular you want to work on?" He set down his potion kit and began setting up for a basic bit of tutoring.

[rosier]

"Right down to business is it? No 'Hullo Evan', 'Hullo Sev'. 'How's your day going?' 'Just fine, met this girl today. Quite the looker.'" Evan trailed off knowing Severus, among many things, needed to work on his social skills. It wasn't a battle he was going to win anytime soon, so instead he teased him about it.

Flipping open his book to a random page, Evan read the title of the potion listed there. "How about a Swelling Solution? We could use it on Potter's head, since his ego is already so big. Make it a proper match."

[Severus Snape]

Severus had begun to sneer but laughed at the thought of making Potter's head match his ego, "I think we'd need the cauldron full to get his head that big!" he laughed and looked down the list of ingredients "Oh you'll like doing this one, You'll need gloves for the first bit though..." trailed off when he caught Rosier giving him a look "Oh well then! Why did you ask me to help you anyway?" he slumped on the table and thought belatedly that he should of tried to sleep in rather than tutor anyone in potions.

[rosier]

"Somebody got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning," he said tauntingly. Evan was never surprised by Severus' odd, over-dramatic reactions to things. After four months together in their first year, Evan was used to it. And by now it was second nature. He could even tell when it was coming on most of the time.

Evan got the gloves that Severus told him he would need and brought them back to their table. He tossed them on the hard wood so that they made a slapping sound. "I asked you for help because I'm sh*t with potions and you know it. But clearly you've other things on your mind. Care sharing? Is it about that Natalie?" Evan knew it was, and that was why he was bringing it up.

[Severus Snape]

Severus put his own gloves on and took out his sliver knife and pulled out the slimy but potentially painful ingredient, it was bright orange and wrinkly, "Natalie... Isn't your concern" he split the fruit down in half and removed a fleshy white vein from the inside, with many hard seeds, he removed the seeds and threw the fleshy vein into a mortar and pestle and repeated the process so Rosier could see what he was doing. "I'm not a good teacher Rosier, I think you know that...But Natalie, she's easier to teach." he said simply throwing another fleshy vein into the mortar.

[rosier]

"I'm glad she's not my concern. She seems far too much trouble. You two are always so up and down, what's with that? And don't tell me to mind my own business. I'm not going to, and we should just end that debate quickly and move on with things." As he spoke he took up his knife and began gutting the orange ball as Severus did. Evan was not quite so graceful with his lines, and comparing his pieces to his friend's would clearly show that. Evan's veins were sliced in places and one of them had to be gauged out in sections as he kept cutting through it on accident. He de-seeded the pieces as best he could, which seemed to be the only thing he could do right.

[Severus Snape]

Severus raised an eye brow at Rosier's veins "It's a good thing they get crushed later...But in regards to Natalie, She's ...Sensitive and I don't like upsetting her." He took another herb and removed the leaves from the stems and chopped the stems and threw the leaves in the mortar with the veins.
"So what is your rebuttal to that?" he asked grinding up the leaves and veins in the mortar and setting the fire under his small pewter cauldron.

[rosier]

Evan flung a piece of orange fruit at Severus for his remark about Evan's cutting. He then copied Severus' motions with the herbs and began grinding them together into a fine powder. "Aren't all birds sensitive? They're always crying over one thing or another." Evan rolled his eyes. "I don't get what you see in her. She's worse than the others. And a Ravenclaw, Sev..." Evan looked exasperated as he said Natalie's House. "I know we've gone over this before, but really? Ravenclaws are so boring and bookish. I mean, I know you're boring and bookish too...but at least you compensate that with those wicked spells of yours."

[Severus Snape]

Severus grinned "So you like that then, but Natalie is different, It's not about her crying over silly things, she doesn't cry over silly things, She's important...and I'm more than sure she picked Ravenclaw instead of Slytherin because her sister was in Ravenclaw...You know what happened to her sister! I don't hold it against her..." He poured his ground veins and leaves into the small amount of water he had put into the cauldron and he stirred three times clockwise, then he stopped and added the stems, then took the rind of his orange wrinkled fruit and chopped it up and threw it into the still swirling mix, it turned a venomous lime green.

[rosier]

Evan copied Severus' action with the ingredients, listening to him sing Natalie's praises. It was quite disturbing. "She doesn't seem the type to fit in Slytherin at all," he muttered, mostly to himself. "I'm not saying what happened to her sister was a good thing, but if it put her in Ravenclaw then at least something good came out of it. She wouldn't have lasted one week in Slytherin, Sev. She so..." he turned his nose up as he thought of the perfect adjective to describe Natalie, "odd. But I guess you're drawn to oddness, mate, aren't you?"

[Severus Snape]

Severus didn't pause from what he was doing, but he pressed his lips thinly. He took a vial of oil of botuber pus and dropped three drops into his work. He motioned for Rosier to do the same. "I'm Odd, You know as well as I do that I'm only half a Prince, Among the Malfoy's, Black's and even yourself Rosier, with whom my mother chose to marry... It counts as a point against. Not that I disagree." he added darkly, the air around him taking on a heavier quality. Severus counted his own father as a point against humanity. "Even if she is, she isn't with me, so that's a point in her favor too."