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Written as part of the drabble or longer for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry (Challenges & Assignments)

Prompt used: Dungeons

Gringotts Prompt Bank: Story Title 2 - A cunning obsession; Crack pairing 4 – Angelina/Montague

A cunning obsession

Angelina snuck out of the Gryffindor Common Room. It was just after 11pm and she was running late. She only had a few minutes left if she was going to catch a glimpse of him.

As she hurried down the stairs, she internally cursed her friends Alicia Spinnet and Katie Bell for staying up and talking about their crushes. Angelina had had nothing to contribute to this conversation; if they knew the truth they would think she had completely lost her marbles and suggest she go and see Madam Pomfrey. She shuddered at the thought of telling her friends that over the last few months she had developed the biggest crush on Montague; there was just something about him that she felt drawn to. Well when she said crush, it was more of an obsession boarder lining on stalkerish.

She hurried down the corridor leading to the Slytherin Common Room, and hid behind the statue of Salzar Slytherin and waited.

From what she had observed about Montague, and that was a lot more than she cared to admit to anyone, she knew that he would be exiting his Common Room in the next five minutes to sneak down to the kitchens for a late night snack.

Right on cue, he came out of the Common Room. Angelina admired his huge, athletic build and imagined being held in arms. It wasn't a secret that she loved her men to be well built and muscley, and he had both in abundance.

She felt a tickle in the back of her throat and fought the urge to cough. Tears appeared in her eyes as she tried her hardest to keep it at bay; as Montague passed by, she couldn't hold it back any longer and she slunk as far back into shadows as a violent cough burst out.

Montague stopped dead in his tracks, "Whose there?" he yelled, lighting his wand and slowly turning around until the light came to rest on Angelina. No matter how hard she tried, there was nowhere left to hide. "Johnson, what are you doing down here?" he asked looking puzzled.

"I-erm-I," Angelina stuttered as she tried to reply; she couldn't tell him why she was really there, but she had never been the most accomplished liar especially when it came to thinking of one on the spot. Montague looked at her expectantly, and Angelina almost got lost in those beautiful grass green eyes.

Oh screw it, Angelina thought before flinging her arms around his neck and kissing him. The kiss lasted for less than a minute, but it was the best kiss she had ever experienced.

Montague pushed her away and searched her eyes; he must have found what he was looking for because he took her hand and dragged her away from the dungeons and up a flight of stairs muttering something about a cold and draughty dungeon corridor not being the place for what he wanted to do to her.

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