{{I wrote this for a prompt in which someone sucumbs to Veritaserum}}
It was a typical busy dinner at Hogwarts. Everyone was chatting happily and the hall was filled was laughter and gossip. Everyone was there, except a certain group of Slytherins.
Adrian Pucey and Blaise Zabini, partners in this crime, tipped some liquid into a Slytherin's cup. They started to grin, as their plan was finally in action. The group of notorious Slytherins approached the table they sat down at their usual places, and began to chatter and mingle. Adrian looked over nervously at Blaise. Would the plan work?
Draco took a sip out of his pumpkin juice. Blaise could not help but let out a chuckle. "What?" he snapped, staring at Blaise. Blaise looked away, smiling sheepishly.
"Draco, don't look now, the mudblood Granger is looking over at you," Pansy whispered, throwing death glares at Hermione.
"Aw, leave her alone, she's a better kisser than you are," the words spilling out of Draco's mouth all of a sudden. He turned red, and looked down, hoping that Pansy wouldn't catch that or think it was a joke. Adrian exchanged glances with Blaise. Oh, amazing.
"What?! How could you? She's so…" Pansy was lost for words. She did not dare believe it was true.
"Even that Abbott girl is better than you, no leave me alone," he said, with a glare. Before he realised what he was doing, Pansy delivered a nice slap to his face, and splashed her pumpkin juice over Draco. Pissed off, she walked off. The Slytherins stared at Draco, lost for words. Was that really what he had said? Feeling the gaze of his fellow housemates on him, he turned a deep shade of red and left the Great Hall.
There was a pause and the entire Slytherin table erupted into laughter. The rest of the houses stared. But they didn't know what was going on.
Blaise and Adrian gave each other a high-five. Mission accomplished.