Dec 10, 2004 14:58
She watches the porcelian basin on the side table carefully. She only has a few minutes before she has to get back to her seventh-years, but the box of dolls they are to be turning into newts is prepared, as is the bottle she is going to be decanting the forthcoming potion into.
She wonders what it is he will be sending first. She received the owl with instructions this morning, and is very intrigued by the anti-Crucio potion, as well as the new form of Sleeping Draught. Of course, she knows these will drive Severus into a frenzy of concerned curiousity and Poppy into paroxyms of joy. The others she has told them are from a semi-legimate source and only need to be checked over as a matter of quality control, but these will be must harder to explain and check over for poison, accidental or no.
Of course, none of this matters if the potions do not arrive. So she watches and waits, having little else to do.