#5 - Two Mates, Two Kits

Professor Snape returned a book to his shelf, then glared at the door. With a knock like that, it was highly unlikely that the person who made it was of the more respectful and calm variety of students who never bothered him or never caused headaches. When he flicked his wand and the door swung open, his suspicions were confirmed.

The scrutinised look Snape gave them was the only indication that he'd heard the request. He glanced at the cover of An Origin of Ancient Curses, then slotted it back into place on his bookshelf. He eyed the boys again, and gave the simple response yet one not to be taken lightly by either of them if they wanted to proceed in their request.

'Why?'

'Yeah, yeah. You're a Ravenclaw. I get it.' He mumbled to himself, watching as Kaspian took the lead. He didn't mind him taking charge in this situation, especially since Professor Snape seemed to be in a poor mood -- but what else was new? Lucky stayed back, leaning against the frame of the door as his best mate spoke on their behalf. He wasn't that interested in learning more about potions, but he knew his best mate was. He was there for his friend in solidarity.

Lucky didn't know of a single potion he was curious in making either. But he knew he'd have to add on to that fact if questioned or compelled to do so. He examined Snape's office while his friend spoke, trying to locate anything he could use as his own personal reasoning for why he desired access to the student laboratory -- aside from wanting to tack himself onto whatever his friend was doing. 'Yeah, what Kettles said.' It was all he could say to buy some more time.

'I, uh, well.' Langford scratched the back of his head, not really knowing where to go with it. It seemed best to follow up with a more honest approach, as Lucky couldn't seem to muster a false reason quick enough. 'I'm interested in Herbology more than Potions.' He admitted with a bit of a shrug, not caring if it was met with disagreement. 'But, I like the idea of learning how to make a Fertiliser potion, as it would help reduce plant growth time.' That was legit enough.

Kaspian breathed a subtle sigh of relief when he noticed two scrolls levitating toward Professor Snape's desk. He had been confident in his own reasoning, but wasn't sure of the one Lucky had given. Thankfully, the Potions Master seemed abnormally generous this morning. "Thank you, Professor. I'll be sure to get those ingredients to you as soon as possible." Kash nodded.

He stepped forward to retrieve his scroll, taking a moment to look it over. It was an impressive list, recording all known ingredients and their locations around the castle. This would come in handy. "I think we should make our way toward the Boathouse first." He mentioned it to Lucky, noticing red spider eggs were normally present at the location. Kaspian wanted to collect those first. "Thank you again, Professor." He nodded at the man, before turning to exit the office.

When he stepped out into the corridor, Kaspian continued to browse the list. He wouldn't be able to make the antidote he wanted -- at least not right away. He needed access to a couple of slugs, which meant he'd need a Slug Breath Potion first. "How interested are you in making someone spit up some slugs?" He quietly asked when his best mate joined him, chuckling.

"No need." He waved a hand at his best mate, excusing his offer. He wasn't trying to be rude, but it could have come across that way. "I already have myself a pair." Kaspian had purchased them awhile ago, knowing the time would come when he'd have to slip them on for a little extra protection. It just so happened that he'd only be using them for the first time now, despite having them for so long. He stopped looking over the scroll, inserting it into his pocket.

Kaspian didn't know where Lucky was headed off to, but if it was to the Boathouse, there was a possibility of there not being enough time. "We should probably go after lunch, yeah?" It wasn't a question, but a suggestion. They could fuel up on some food, then search for the ingredients they needed. Plus, they'd be able to relax and hang out before they got down to business.

"I'll sit with you at lunch today." He briskly walked beside Lucky, making strides toward the stairwell that would lead them to ground level. "I'd have you sit with Ravenclaw today, but I don't need you cramping my style." Kash gave his mate a grin, showing he was only ribbing him. He knew he wasn't as popular as Luckett Langford, but that didn't make Kaspian Kettles any less known. His family knew him and his close friends knew him -- only all who mattered.