A/N: These are oneshots started on my HP Facebook page. I decided to post them here so I wouldn't clog newsfeeds and the requests were piling up. So even if it isn't about you, they are still nice to read :D

With the rest of the sixth years, Madison dragged herself into the gloomy dungeons for double potions with the bat out of hell himself - Snape.

She took her usual place beside George Weasley, who had been split from his partner in crime, Fred, after a disastrous potion that left half the class and Snape caked in smelly, pink slime.

"I'd do anything to get out of this class," Madison complained to George, as she unpacked her ingredients and Advanced Potion-Making.

"Anything?" George asked, a devilish gleam in his bright blue eyes.

"Anything," she repeated firmly. She flipped to the page 394 as stated on the board and her jaw droppd at the complexity of the potion they were to make.

She glanced at George, who had his book open and was already chopping ingredients and throwing them into his cauldron. Well, she thought, At least he knows what he's doing.

Half an hour later, George's cauldron was hissing and bubbling violently, large clouds of thick black smoke unfurling from the cauldron.

"Uh, George," Madison said, cautiously stepping away from the cauldron. "I think something's gone wrong with your potion."

"Possibly," he replied, casually.

It exploded. Madison screamed and ducked, throwing her hands over her head. George reacted slower. When Madison uncovered her face, she saw George's was covered in a murky brown liquid, as well as his robes. He touched his face lightly and winced in pain.

"Weasley!" Snape shouted, his black eyes burning angrily. "This is the last time you will explode a potion in my class! Detention!"

"Sir," Madison said, hesitantly. "I think he should go to the hospital wing."

Underneath the potion dripping from his face, Madison could see his skin was turning a bright red. She pointed this out to Snape who reluctantly let him leave with Madison as an escort.

"You said you would do anything to get out of that lesson," George said, as they climbed the stairs away from the dungeons. "Remeber?"

"Yes I did," she said, confused. "I don't see how..."

It clicked.

"Oh my God." She pulled George to a stop on the staircase, and searched his blue eyes for an explanation. "You shouldn't have done that just so I could get out of potions. Look at you, you're hurt!"

"Madam Pomfrey will wave her wand and I'll be fine," he said, dismissively. "So for your payment."

"Payment?"

"You'd do anything, remember?" he winked. "Me and you. Friday night. What do you say?"

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