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Speaking potion wise of course.”
    Gabe watched as Dina raised her hand.   Professor McFarland jerked her head around wildly like a chicken.   “Yes, dear?”
    “A healing potion,” Dina replied confidently.
    “Yes, very good!” Professor McFarland replied.   “A healing potion should always be tied to your side.   It's the quickest way to be back on your feet.”
    “Most agonizing way, too.” Raimie mumbled under his breath just before Dina gave him a quick, sharp elbow to the side.
    “Oof!” he let out a gasp at the assault.
    Gabe looked over at Raimie, eyebrows raised to ask him silently to confirm his statement about healing potions being painful.   Still wincing, Raimie nodded as if he understood Gabe’s quiet gesture.
    “So who can tell me where we begin with a healing potion?   What is the primary ingredient?” Professor McFarland quizzed.   Gabe looked around as several students in the class began flipping through the pages of their text books.   “Mr. Harwood, how about you?   Can you tell us what the primary ingredient is in a healing potion?”
    Gabe frantically flipped open his book to look for any mention of a healing potion, but after several moments of fumbling through the pages he answered.   “Sorry, Professor.   I don’t know.”
    “Right.   Well, how about we make this more interesting?   I want each group to whip up a healing potion and we shall see who comes the closest.   Sounds fun, right?”   Professor McFarland intoned.
    After a few moans and groans from the class, all books were open and the students were fast at work making their potions.  
    “The winner shall receive, oh I don’t know, let’s see…” Professor McFarland tapped her chin repeatedly with a single finger as she tried to think of the perfect reward.   “Yes!   I’ve got it.   The group that comes up with the best potion will get to choose any potion I brewed from my private stock.”
    Raimie looked over at Gabe.   Beaming a huge smile he said, “No worries, Dina is an old pro at healing potions.   This will be a piece of cake.”
    “You know, Raimie, it wouldn’t hurt you to actually learn how to create a few potions.   Then you wouldn’t always be relying on me to mix up whatever you need.”   Dina snapped in an annoyed tone.
    Gabe thought how odd it was to see the two of them bicker.   They were always the picture of lovebirds until recently.
    “Why would I do that when I know how much you love to make my potions for me?”   Raimie replied with a mischievous grin.   Dina simply rolled her eyes, choosing not to respond.
    Wanting to lessen the tension, Gabe decided to try and change the subject.   “So what do you think that was all about with Sophie earlier?   Do you think everything is alright?”
    “No clue, man.   Kind of weird huh?”   Raimie replied.
    With another swift elbow to Raimie’s side, Dina chimed in with a more comforting response.   “I am sure everything is fine, Gabe.   They probably needed her in the library.”
    “Oh yeah, you know all those library emergencies they have.” Raimie added sarcastically.
    “Oh just shut up already, Raimie!” Dina snapped.
    “How are we doing over here?” Professor McFarland said approaching the table, sensing the hostility.
    All three students quickly looked down at the pages of their text.   “Fine, Professor McFarland.”   Dina quickly put in.
    “Excellent.   Let me know when you have it.” She responded, walking away from the small group.
    When the professor was far enough away, Dina looked over at her two potion-mates.   In a hushed tone, she urged, “Let's just get this potion done, alright?”   The two boys nodded as the three continued their work in awkward silence.

CHAPTER FIVE

    As Gabe walked to his next class, he took comfort in knowing Sophie would be there.   In a few minutes all of this worrying would be for nothing , he thought.   Walking into the classroom, he looked around for the