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A/N: Sorry for taking so long to update. I've been going through issues with moving and with a git for a boyfriend but here's the update.
"It was an accident, William. I really don't see why you always insist on bringing it up."
I smiled, laughing at the splash of pink on both of her cheeks. "You do realize that everyone thinks that you did on purpose to spite Snape."
"I did not!" Saffron laughed, reaching over to swat my hand, gently. "Anyone could have accidentally added powdered unicorn horns and powered dragon scales. How was I to know that it would fill the dungeons with bubbles?"
"Saffron, you know everything."
She gave me a rueful grin. "Okay, so maybe it wasn't a complete and total accident. . . . But Snape's a prat."
I laughed, raising my glass. "Agreed."
We sat in my favorite pub, simply titled "The Pub" (owned by a big, burly man with a strong resemblance to Hagrid, only smaller) enjoying much needed glasses of brandy and reminiscing about times passed. I enjoyed watching Saffron's smile light up her face as she laughed making it so I couldn't help the wide grin on my own face.
"Besides," Saffron said, taking a sip of her drink, "you act as if you haven't had your own embarrassing experiences . . . or are you forgetting Daisy Turnpile."
Now it was my turn to flush, looking down into my drink. "Of course you'd bring up Daisy Turnpile. Now that was an accident."
"Oh, of course, because everyone in Hogwarts loved to go around and accidentally lift Daisy's robes so they could get a glimpse of her lovely granny panties."
"How was I to know that the spell Charlie gave me would blow up her skirt? It was supposed to make flowers."
"Who were you making flowers for?"
"Well, I was making them for you . . . it was the day Sirius went to prison."
I waited a moment, almost expecting her to cry but she simply smiled, placing her hand over mine. "Thanks, William. That means a lot."
I turned my hand over and gave her hand a tight squeeze. "Like I said, Saffron, anytime."
"I'd like to make a toast." Saffron picked up her glass in her free hand, raising it. I raised mine too. "To wonderful long lasting, never-ending friendships."
I grinned before tapping my glass against hers. "Here, here."
We stared at each other for a moment before I realized I was still holding onto her hand. But she didn't let go so I didn't either.
"The folks wanted me to ask you if you wanted to come over this Saturday for dinner seeing as how it's Ron and all them leave for Hogwarts the next day."
She bit her lip slightly. "I wouldn't want to impose."
"You wouldn't be imposing. Mum loves you and the family loves you and Harry, Ron, and Hermione were very taken with you last time they met you. You should come."
"Well . . . if you really want me to come."
"I really want you to come."
Her face broke into a fabulous grin. "All right. I'll be there, I suppose. What time do you want me?"
Right now.
I paused for a minute completely and utterly confused. Where on earth had that come from? I shook my head slightly. "Um, any time after five."
"I'll be there, then."
