Harry Potter and the Passionate Revelare Potion

Harry Potter and the Passionate Revelare Potion. Chapter five.

Hermione, Harry and Ron searched in their Potions book for sixth-years for the chapter about potions with effects on the human mind, but they found nothing. Harry had scratched his head in confusion. He was sure he had seen a chapter about these special potions in his potions book. Or maybe it was Ron's? No, nothing there as they obviously had the same book.

"When did you see this, Harry?" Hermione asked, flipping through the book yet another time.

"Erh...I think it was at the Burrow this summer. I remember Fred and George, me and Ron sitting in the garden watching Plasmaflies fight each other when I glanced over at our new books when I saw that chapter open in one of our books," Harry said. Ron frowned.

"Was it when we had just finished talking about their sudden escape from Dolores Umbridge's reign of terror last year?" he asked. Harry nodded.

"Just when I'd got there after finishing my Occlumency training," Harry added to his nod. Ron smacked his forehead.

"That wasn't our books, silly! Those were Fred and George's old books," Ron said. Hermione sighed a great sigh of relief.

"Good! Now we know where to look. But how do we find a seven year Potions book?" Hermione asked. They thought about kidnapping one of the Slytherins, but thought better of it as it was too much of a hassle to plan.

"Why don't we just ask your mum to send us the book with the normal owl post?" Harry asked. Now it was Hermione's turn to smack her forehead.

"Of course! How could I be so stupid that I didn't think about that?" she said without expecting an answer. They made their way to the Owlery and sent Ron's mum a note. They used Hedwig, as she hadn't got any exercise in a long time. Now all they had to do was wait.

Harry woke up the next morning, masturbated as usual and cleaned himself up. He couldn't go back to sleep so he decided on taking a walk by the lake, but just as he was about to exit the dormitory he noticed that Neville was gone. Just as that night a few days ago. Harry had been thinking on and off about why Neville had been in Greenhouse eight more and more and now the curiosity took overhand. Harry left the dormitory and headed for Greenhouse eight. He reached the Greenhouse in a matter of minutes and entered it. Neville was nowhere to be found. But since Neville had been up to something in here then maybe some clues to what he is keeping a secret may be found here, Harry thought and began looking through the place. He looked through some shelves and drawers, but found nothing interesting. He moved on to the mixed bottles in the far corner of the Greenhouse and looked at their labels.

"Lizards Tongue, Frogs Breath. Nothing unusual on this shelf," Harry muttered to himself and went through the second shelf.

"Deadly Nightshade, Wolfsbane, Surly Swatroot. Nothing here either." He went on to the third and final shelf.

"Delusional Whitegrass, Poxerian Smoke. Hang on! What's this?" Harry grabbed the bottle and looked closer at it as the text was very small.

"Enticing Puffyroot? Haven't read anything about this stuff before." Harry caught a glimpse of a small bag of something that seemed to have been hidden behind the bottle of Enticing Puffyroot. He grabbed it and put the bottle back. It was a normal plastic Zip bag and it had some green stuff in it. Harry opened it and smelled it. It was a musty smell with hints of something sweet and normal Muggle tobacco. Then he understood what is was.

"Marijuana?"

Later that morning at breakfast, Harry told Ron and Hermione what he'd found. Neville wasn't at the table and when Harry asked if anyone had seen him, no one had. This was odd as Neville rarely missed a meal.

"You found pot in Greenhouse eight?" Hermione asked in total shock. Harry nodded.

"I put it in my pocket so you could see it for yourself," Harry said and began to search in his robes, but Hermione stopped him.

"You can't whip out pot here, Harry," she said. Ron looked confused.

"What is this pot? I've never heard of it," Ron said confused. Harry smiled slyly.

"It is a pretty common Muggle drug that is illegal almost everywhere except for some medical purposes in some parts of the world, but if you smoke it you get affected," Harry explained.

"Illegal? Can you get hurt from it?" Ron said curious.

"Well not really. You get high from it. More than that I don't really know, because I haven't tried it," Harry said.

"And we're not going to try it so don't even suggest it," Hermione said sternly. Ron looked disappointed. So did Harry.

"What else did you find?" Hermione asked.

"Nothing special. But there was one thing that I didn't know about. Enticing Puffyroot," Harry said. Hermione's eyes flew up.

"Oh dear! There didn't happen to be a bottle of Frogs Breath too, did it?" she asked.

"As a matter of fact, yes! Why?" Harry said.

"If you mix Frogs Breath, Enticing Puffyroot and any kind of stimulant you get a pretty powerful potion that can be used for pretty much anything if you have the correct incantation to cast along with it. I might be wrong, but I think that Neville might be the one who's behind your dreams, Harry," she said.

"What?"

"If he cast an incantation of lust over the potion and somehow snuck it to you without you knowing it, he might have cast a spell of seduction on you," Hermione said. Harry and Ron couldn't believe their ears.

"Why would he do that?" Ron said.

"He's obviously gay and he did kiss you the other day. Maybe the real reason he did that is because he thought the spell had began to take effect," Hermione said.

"But why don't I feel attracted to him?" Harry asked.

"Maybe he did something wrong with the potion. That could explain why you have those dreams. You still haven't seen who it is under covers in your dreams?" Ron said.

"No. I only see that head, but not the face. But who ever it is, he or she has dark blond hair," Harry said.

"Like Neville!" Ron exclaimed.

"We have to ask him about this," Hermione said. They all knew this, but neither of them wanted to ask Neville about this. But they had to.

----------------To be continued in chapter six.----------