She didn't have a potion book

"Professor Slughorn. I don't have a book."

He turns to face the witch. He did a double turn to look at the student. "Ahh. Who are you?"

"Rose Smith sir."

"Mmm. Yes. The American girl." He said with a small chuckle. "You do look like sweet American pie." His creepy comment made her skin crawl. "I'll give you a spare book beautiful." He points over to a bookcase.

Rose went over to it looking for a potion book. She sees a nice clean newer-looking book. Then she sees a tabby ugly worn don't book. So much dust covers the pages. Her hand picks the newer one, as her finger is on the spine. She wonders if the older book has an old owner.

She picks the dusty one up. Her hands opened the book seeing the drawing. She is about to pick the new one back up when Slughorn hurries her along.

She sits down with the old book turning to the page with the Draught of Living **** potion. She makes the potion according to the little black scribbles inside the book. Crush not squeezes and other little oddities. She looks over seeing Hermione hair look very fizzy. Sweat poured down her forehead.

A tap on her back gets her attention. "So did you eat out that blonde bitch." Pansy said into her ear.

"Yes, Pansy. I ate her cunt for you. Are you happy?"

Pansy laughs. "Just a good little slut."

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