I spy with my little eye, a lion with a black eye, and a snake with a few scuff marks. Did Malfoy and Potter get into a spat over their lover, or did they have a lover's quarrel? The world may never know.
~xoxo, Gossip Witch
"Lover's quarrel?" Hermione mumbled to herself as she skimmed over the latest blast. That witch had to be smoking something if she thought that Harry and Draco were into each other. They hated one another more than anything. Or so she thought.
Harry and Draco had been spending a lot of extra time together lately. Between late nights out on the pitch replaying the latest match between Gryffindor and Slytherin as well as late nights in the Potions classroom attempting to garner Snape's good graces. They had been caught bickering in class, so instead of docking house points, Snape decided to assign them a special project.
The more Hermione thought about it, the more questionable situations she had seen Harry and Draco in lately. She found herself quickly believing the rumors that Gossip Witch was spreading.
"No," she hissed, shaking her head and pushing all thoughts of Harry and Draco as lovers aside. She stood up from the couch in the Gryffindor common room and walked out of the room. She needed to get to the bottom of this, which meant finding the two of them to see the bruises and scrapes for herself.
"I think Harry said they were working in the dungeon again tonight," she muttered under her breath as she made her way through the painting and into the castle. She shook her head as she stormed through the corridors.
~xoxo~
Harry looked at the potion in the cauldron and shook his head. Of course, he would be stuck here with the one person at Hogwarts he could not stand. He glanced up at the door and thought about making a mad dash for the door and leaving Draco here to explain everything to Snape. However, he knew that the second he did that, Draco would run to Snape.
Gritting his teeth, he reached for the next ingredient and slowly started to dump it into the cauldron and slowly began stirring it again.
"Are you following the directions?" Draco hissed, coming up behind Harry and taking a peek over his shoulder. He noticed that the potion was moving in a clockwise direction around the cauldron. "It's supposed to be counterclockwise!"
Harry rolled his eyes and glanced back over his shoulder to glare at Draco. "Not yet," he huffed, shaking his head. "We still have the powdered moonstone to add. After we do that, then we stir counterclockwise."
"Then what ingredient did you just add?" Draco grumbled, looking at the potion. "I swear to Merlin, Potter. If you mess this potion up again…"
"If I mess it up again?" Harry asked, turning to face Draco. He reached up and pushed Draco's shoulder, forcing him to meet Harry's eyes. "I didn't mess anything up."
"Get your damn hands off me, Potter," Draco growled, baring his teeth as he pulled his shoulder away from Harry's hand.
"Make me," Harry hissed, shoving Draco with all his might away from the table. He followed him as Draco took a few steps back from the table with a smirk on his face. "Come on, Malfoy. Hit me."
Draco narrowed his eyes at Potter and clenched his fists. As much as he would love to hit the pompous arse standing in front of him, he knew that wouldn't result in getting this damn potion done, but it would shut Potter up for a few moments. "Bring it on, Potter."
~xoxo~
Hermione couldn't believe her ears as she leaned up against the Potions door. She didn't know whether she should barge into the room and stop them from fighting or if she would be walking into something she really didn't want to see.
"I guess Gossip Witch is on to something," she mumbled, shaking her head as she stepped away from the door.
~xoxo, Gossip Witch ~
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