This is going to be a series of short drabbles based in the Harry Potter universe. Hope you enjoy them. This occurred to me when I was lying awake in bed last night.
Standard disclaimers apply.
What if Harry gave the Chocolate Cauldrons to someone else
"Well, take these anyway," said Romilda, thrusting a box into his hands. "Chocolate Cauldrons, they've got firewhisky in them. My gran sent them to me, but I don't like them."
"Oh — right — thanks a lot," said Harry, who could not think what else to say. "Er — I'm justgoing over here with . . ."
Harry lay awake in his bed. It didn't seem that Ron or Hermione were going to talk to each other any time in the near future. His life just didn't seem to get any better. That was when he had an idea.
Harry and Ron walked into the Great Hall for breakfast the next morning with their bags slung over their shoulders.
"What're you so happy about?" asked Ron suspiciously.
"You'll see," replied Harry cheerfully.
Walking over to where Professor Slughorn sat on the Staff Table, Harry pulled a box out of his bag.
"Good morning, Professor," he said with a smile.
"Harry m'boy," boomed Slughorn. "What can I do for you?"
"Well sir, a friend of mine gifted me this box of Chocolate Cauldrons yesterday but I don't really like them. You've been so nice to me this year so I was wondering if you'd like to have them. As a gift of appreciation," he said, holding up the box.
Slughorn's eyes lit up.
"Why thank you, my dear boy. Definitely," he said, taking the box from Harry. Opening the box, he picked up a chocolate and popped into his mouth.
"They're delicious!" he exclaimed.
Harry just grinned and walked over to the Gryffindor table.
"What was all that about?" asked Ron.
"Just wait for it," he said with a devious grin.
There you go. The first one's done.