Sometimes you just had to do something different. The novelty of mixing up ingredients had worn off in her seven years at Hogwarts, but it had been a long time since then, so perhaps she was nostalgic. Perhaps, indeed, this had just been a good excuse to skip out on a social call her mother had been nagging her about.

Either way. She had no idea how it was going - she never could bear following instructions too closely - but she felt relaxed enough to fiddle idly with the lionfish spines spilling out of her jar as she waited for her potion to brew. Why could it not bubble faster?

Once she had gotten to the end of the recipe, Porphyria squinted at her attempt, hmmed for a moment, shrugged and then stepped away from her cauldron.

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