A/N: Short little drabble to get the creative juices flowing!
Lavender Brown smirked, her eyes settling on the potion in the Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. Hermione Granger was going to pay for her snide little joke, oh yes indeed.
Buying the potion, Lavender linked arms with Parvati and exited the shop as they walked off into Hogsmeade. Tomorrow was Monday 14th February and Hermione would regret even considering opening her pretty little mouth.
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Hermione sat in the Great Hall, transfiguration book open and a slice of toast in hand. Lavender, glancing at the girl, slipped a small heart-shaped bottle out of the sleeve of her robe. She uncapped it before pouring a little of the contents into Hermione's pumpkin juice. As she did so she quietly whispered the word 'animagus'. The label, if anyone cared to read it, said;
Weasleys' Wicked Wooer
Slip into someone's drink while muttering the 'key word'. When this key word is said, the person who drank the potion will immediately confess their undying love the person who said the key word.
Will wear off after 1 hour; add no more than 10 drops per drink.
Limited edition!
Lavender recapped the small bottle and innocently slipped it back into the sleeve of her robe before getting up and leaving the Great Hall. Transfiguration was first and as Hermione took a sip from her pumpkin juice, Lavender knew that she would not want to miss the lesson.
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Lavender sat at the back of the class. She was worried; it was nearly the end of the lesson and her chosen word hadn't come up. Maybe she should have chosen a different word – but then she would have run the risk of someone else saying it. No… all that was needed was a little prompting.
Lavender raised her hand as Professor McGonagall finished writing up their homework. The transfiguration professor turned to her.
"Yes, Miss Brown?"
"Professor," Lavender began, flicking her hair over her shoulder and inwardly smirking as Ron's eyes followed her movements, "How could I become a kitty like you?"
Minerva resisted rolling her eyes, "I'm afraid that it's a very difficult process to become an animagus, Miss Brown, and-"
Minerva was suddenly interrupted as Hermione stood up, eyes wide.
"Miss Granger?" Minerva asked with a worried tone in her voice as she stared at the bushy-haired seventh year.
"I-I…" Hermione choked out, her voice wavering as she fought to keep the words back, "I lo-"
"OUT!" Minerva roared to the class, everyone visibly flinching. The stern professor swiftly walked to the young Gryffindor's side and guided her to the front of the class.
Lavender swore as she was pushed out of the class – she wouldn't get to see the horrific result of Hermione's confession.
The door to the transfiguration classroom swung shut with a resounding thud. As soon as it was closed, Hermione's resistance failed her.
"ILOVEYOU!" she exclaimed quickly, panting with the effort of keeping the three words within her for so long.
Minerva's lips twitched into a smile as she gazed at the young woman before her. "Better?" she murmured and watched as Hermione slowly nodded. "I love you too, dear."
Hermione looked up and hazel eyes met emerald. Hermione smiled, pressing her lips gently to her professor's.
"I love you so much, Minerva. Happy Valentine's Day."
"Happy Valentine's Day, my love." Minerva muttered in response, wrapping her arms around Hermione and pressing their lips together again.
A/N: Happy Valentine's Day, everyone!