Celestina Warbeck sings, "You cast your spell, and suddenly I can't forget about you." But the feeling around the castle is that a few witches and wizards are getting sick of seeing each other everywhere they go. Word around the castle is that Nott and Greengrass keep running into Malfoy and Granger.

Their last run-in was in the infirmary, and Greengrass looked rather green.

I certainly hope she's not caught anything…

~xoxo, Gossip Witch

Madam Pomfrey rushed to the door when she saw Theo struggling to walk Daphne into the room. She wrapped an arm around Daphne's waist and tucked her shoulder under Daphne's arm, helping Theo lead her to the bed. Once they got her comfortable, Madam Pomfrey took a moment to look her over and let out a sigh as she shook her head. She had seen this exact situation too many times in her career as a nurse, and the outcome was almost always the same each time.

"How far along is she?" Pomfrey asked, checking Daphne's pulse. She refused to look up at him as she continued her evaluation of the situation. Her pulse was weak, and she was breathing heavily, struggling to keep her eyes open. Every time Pomfrey tried to shine the light in her eyes to get a better look, Daphne would turn her head away with a groan.

"She only told me a few nights ago," Theo said, attempting to turn Daphne's head back toward Madam Pomfrey. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Draco cradling Hermione's head on the far side of the room. He motioned toward them with his head. "What's going on with them?"

Pomfrey turned her head for a moment and rolled her eyes. "Felix Felicis overdose. What happened to simple Firewhisky being used for liquid courage? Potions are never the way to go, and of course, Professor Snape can't be arsed to come up here with the antidote, so the poor thing will just have to ride the symptoms out. How far along would you guess she is?"

"She and Blaise have been broken up for about a month, so six weeks, maybe," Theo said, shrugging his shoulder.

"You mean you aren't?" Madam Pomfrey replied, stifling back a laugh. She looked up at Theo with a half-hearted smile on her face. "I'm sorry. I just thought that after everything going on around the castle that it was yours."

Theo rolled his eyes. "So you've been reading Gossip Witch, too?"

"Of course, dear. Everyone in the castle does," she replied, brushing Daphne's hair out of her face and offering her a smile as Daphne's eyes fluttered open. "Hello, Ms. Greengrass. How are you feeling?"

"Light-headed," Daphne groaned, propping herself on her elbow. "Where am I?"

"The Infirmary," Pomfrey replied, squeezing her hand softly. "I'm glad to see you awake. I have a few questions to ask you, but I also want to keep you here for a few hours to keep an eye on you."

"Okay," Daphne replied, nodding her head slowly. She glanced at Theo out of the corner of her eye and smiled. "I'm sorry if I scared you."

Theo smiled and cupped her cheek with his hand, brushing his thumb along the top of her cheek. "I just want you to be okay."

"I'll leave you two alone while Daphne rests," Pomfrey said, taking a few steps back. She glanced over her shoulder at Draco briefly before turning her attention back to Theo and Daphne. "He could probably use some company. Would it be okay if I move Ms. Granger's bed a little closer?"

"Absolutely," Daphne said, smiling softly. "No one deserves to be in here alone."

A few moments later, Draco and Hermione had been moved to the bed next to where Daphne was lying. Theo took a few moments to analyze the situation before saying anything. He was aware that Draco and Hermione were having issues, but he couldn't figure out how Felix Felicis came into the equation.

"I guess congratulations are in order," Draco teased, taking a seat in the empty chair between Hermione and Daphne's beds. He looked at Theo with a smirk on his face. "I knew you didn't always do things the honorable way, Nott, but knocking up another wizard's witch? Now that takes some bullocks."

"The last I checked, Malfoy," Theo hissed, gritting his teeth, "who I sleep with is none of your damn business. Besides, you don't have much room to talk."

Daphne rolled her eyes and smacked Theo's shoulder before turning her attention to Draco. "The baby isn't Theo's."

"Atta boy Zabini," Draco chuckled.

"I never said it was Blaise's either," Daphne sighed, closing her head as she pressed her head back into the pillow. "And no, I don't want to talk about it. I would like to know what's going on with happy-go-lucky over there."

Draco looked at Hermione and smiled, sighing as he turned his attention back to Theo and Daphne. "Pureblood parents want the bloodline to remain pure, and Hermione doesn't exactly fit into their ideals. Well, at least not Lucius's ideals. I'm not so sure what my mother believes. I'm sure you two understand that well."

"More than I'd care to admit," Daphne said, rolling her eyes as she let out a heavy sigh. "I've overheard my parents discussing my contract too many times. That's why I behave the way I do."

"Sleeping your way around the castle is how you go against your parents' pureblood beliefs?" Theo asked, chuckling as he dodged Daphne's arm as she reached out to smack him.

"I am not sleeping my way around the castle, and you know it," Daphne huffed, refusing to look at him. She knew he had the expression of a hurt puppy dog on his face which brought a smile to her own until she looked at Hermione sleeping peacefully in the bed beside her. "Why did she take the potion?"

Draco shrugged his shoulders as he shook his head. "I honestly don't know. She stormed into my dorm, demanding I take her to talk to my father, and then she passed out. My immediate response was to bring her here."

"Makes sense," Daphne said, nodding her head slowly as she yawned, stretching her arms over her head. "I think I'm going to get some sleep."

"We'll both still be here when you wake up," Theo said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

"I hate you sometimes; you know that?" Daphne laughed, nuzzling her head into her pillow as her eyes fluttered shut. After a few moments, gentle snores could be heard from both of the sleeping witches.

Draco looked at Hermione for a few moments with a smile on his face before turning his attention to Daphne and Theo. He noticed the way that Theo was staring at her and holding her hand. "How long have you been in love with her?"

~xoxo, Gossip Witch ~

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