Resolutions.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot, all else belongs to the wonderful JKR except for the narrator and that is me….
AN: This is the end, thanks to all who read. I enjoyed writing this.
"No Me is Winky. Me was cleaning Professors office when you came in. Winky was scared, so Winky hid. Dobby say that if anyone catches Winky, that Winky get into trouble. Winky don't want trouble, misses Hermione. Winky just want to clean Professor's office."
"Winky do you know where Professor Dumbledore is?"
"No Winky do not, Winky is done, Bye Misses Hermione." With that the little house elf walked away, leaving the two students to stand in confusion.
"Now what do we do?" Hermione asked exasperated, but Draco just stared at her adoringly.
"You know Hermione, you're beautiful. I love the way your hair lays on your shoulders the way your cheeks dimple ever so slightly when you smile." She looked at Draco with confusion brewing in her eyes.
"Draco, I want you to think long and hard on your feelings towards me. As much as it is flattering that you love me wholeheartedly. I want you to know for sure if that is the honest feelings that you feel. What I mean is. If you really love me, you will think of how you are acting and let me have time to get used to this. And maybe one day I can love you too." This all rushed out in a gasp of breathe.
A bridge of understanding was formed, and one day if it were in the cards, The two will find the love that was dropped so haphazardly into the lap of one unsuspecting Draco.
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Deep in the dungeons of
Hogwarts, Located in the back of the potions classroom, Our two Pranksters are
brewing a new potion.
"Will you sod off?" Fred asked as he dropped an eye of newt into the cauldron.
I most certainly will
not! Have you come up with an antidote?
"Yes, If we do what we did before exactly backwards, it should work as an antidote!" George shouted in amazement of his answer.
That's a long shot! What if something happens? Like it explodes? Or you're killed.
"That isn't going to happen though. Everything will be fine."
"Dragon Heartstrings, Bats Wing, and Finally Unicorn Tears." Just before Fred dropped the unicorn tears into the concoction, did the door slam open.
"What do you Weasleys think your doing in my classroom after Lights out? You should be in your common room, not using my ingredients to make who knows what." Severus Snape seemingly flew from the door to their side. His presence shaking Fred's concentration, and he dropped the bottle of Tears into the cauldron. In a flood of potion, all Professor Snape was covered in dripping green goop. "What was in that potion Fred? George?"
"Uhh, hopefully the antidote to the love potion we made in class two weeks ago."
"There are no antidotes to love potions. What did you do?" The Professor turned doe eyed towards the twins.
"We uh, made it backwards." Professor Snape stood even closer to Fred, his breath hitting the younger boys cheek. "Uh what are you doing?"
"I don't know, I just have this urge. I think I love you Fred, and you too George. This is the most amazing feeling. I could almost sing! Would you two like to join me in a shower, to clean this beautiful potion off me?"
The twins turned towards one another, confusion and repulsion in their eyes, and in a split second they were nowhere to be seen. If it had not been written in Hogwarts A History One might have thought they apparated back to their common room, where they sat up all night rocking in respective chairs.
Fin.