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Beautiful Disaster777 requested…

Harry/Cormac McLaggen - "Alcove"

"The all-so-important Wonderboy" – the words were followed by a sharp sting at Harrys' ear – the older boy bit at it, making the younger teen flinch. While it wasn't anything compared to Cruciatus – no, not comparable at all – Harry still did not enjoy the pain that followed the bite.

"Everybody just wants you, don't they?" another bite, another flinch "Even that vampire – didn't you notice?" Harry was sharply turned around, his eyes meeting those of Cormac MgLaggens.

He numbly shaked his head in silent "no".

"But of course" Cormac's face contorted in sheer, his eyes taking in the dazed look of the brunette he managed to pull with him into the small, hidden alcove on his way from Slughorn's party "You never do, do you, Potter?".

McLaggen puffed on a mockingly-disappointed sigh "One would have thought you would be more observant, Har-ry" the name came out slippery, almost disgustingly so.

Harry immediately disliked it.

"Your point, McLaggen?" snarked the seeker back, meeting the elder's eyes point-blank. He would not be cowed like some first-year, no matter what McLaggen seemed to think of him (and he sincerely doubted that the elder student had anything resembling a "high" opinion of the seeker).

The only response he received was a sharp – and sudden – push that slammed him right into the cold, stone wall.

It seemed no more words were to be exchanged tonight.