My Love

Chapter 4Problems

Disclaimer: My friend borrowed my itty-bitty, tiny teeny, yellow polka-dot bikini, so all I have is the plot.

Within hours, the entire school found out that Snap and Malfoy had a detention set for Friday. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were sitting in the Gryffindor common room, plotting their next prank on Malfoy, to get back at him for seven years of being a jerk.

"How 'bout we switch his shampoo with honey?" Hermione suggested.

"No, that's not big enough," Ron said.

"We pull a prank on McGonagall and blame him for it?" Harry suggested, always ready to pull a prank on someone.

"Maybe, but when?" Ron asked.

"During detention!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Great! What do we do?" Ron asked.

"First, we spy on him and Snape, because we need to know what he's up to. Snape's been acting pretty weird lately, and Draco seems to know why," Harry reasoned.

"Alright, let's do it!" Ron said.

Snape was enraged. He, a Hogwarts teacher for goodness sakes, had gotten a detention! On the other hand, Snape thought. Minnie could've given me the detention to talk to me and maybe even get closer and closer and closer… Snape started to sweat. He definitely wasn't ready for a … relationship! But then again, Snape thought. Minnie is the love of my life. I must have her. I'll show that Malfoy not to mess with Severus Snape!

Malfoy was slowly making his way towards the Slytherin common room, thinking of ways to get back at Snape for liking his woman. "Minerva, I need to tell you something," Malfoy thought to himself. No, I need to say something better. How about, "Hey Minerva, you are the object of my desires, the center of my dreams, the love of my life, the… Malfoy definitely didn't know what to say. The only girl that he had ever kept a relationship with for longer than 2 seconds was Pansy Parkinson, and she was-Wait, Draco thought to himself. Pansy would definitely be able to help me, I'll go ask her!

"Oh no!" Hermione said.

"What?" Harry asked.

"The Love Potion! It only lasts for a week!" Hermione exclaimed.

"So?" Ron asked, not getting the point.

"So, soon Malfoy's gonna realize that he doesn't like McGonagall anymore, and he'll be trying to get back at us for doing this to him!"

"Just give him another dose, sheesh!" Ron said.

"And how exactly will we do that?" Hermione demanded. "It was hard enough to give him the first dose of the potion!"

For the first dose, the three of them had put a sleeping spell on Malfoy, and forced the liquid down his mouth while standing in middle of the hallways. The second time would definitely be tricky.

"Don't worry Mione, you'll figure it out eventually!" Harry replied, walking out of the portrait. "In the meanwhile, we need to beg Professor Slughorn to brew us another potion!"

Professor McGonagall was clutching the bottle of love potion very tightly. Today was the day. She will give Slughorn the potion, and she'll love her. Yes, finally! He'll love me! He loves me! He loves me! McGonagall thought. She was almost there. The door was slightly ajar. Inside, she could hear voices talking.

"Please professor, we simply love your potions, they are brewed so wonderfully!" Hermione said.

"Oh, alright, but it will take some time, a three days, at the least," Slughorn said.

McGonagall entered. Her heart gave a jolt when she saw the professor. He was dressed in an ugly dark green robe, a faded old hat, and had recently died his hair purple. But all that McGonagall saw was the most handsome man on earth.

"Hello, Minerva!" Slughorn said happily.

He said my name! McGonagall thought.

"Hello Horace," she replied in what she thought was a seductive voice, but it really sounded like she was drunk.

"Are you alright?" Slughorn asked, surprised at McGonagall's behavior.

He asked how I was! McGonagall thought happily. He loves me!

"I've come to give you this," McGonagall said in the same voice, making her sound as if she was trying to murder him.

"What is it?" Slughorn asked, feeling slightly uncomfortable.

"You'll see," she replied, giving him the "seductive eye" (or so McGonagall read in a Muggle magazine). To Slughorn (and Harry, Ron, and Hermione), it seemed as if McGonagall was trying to poison him.

Slughorn took a good look at the potion. He recognized it as a love potion.

"Oh thank you Minerva!" Slughorn said. "This is exactly what I was looking for. Mr. Potter and his friends are in need of this love potion, and here it is! Thank you!" Slughorn said, and to McGonagall's dismay, promptly handed to potion to Harry.

"Oh," said the shocked McGonagall. "Well, I'll just be on my way…" McGonagall left the room, leaving Harry, Ron, and Hermione wondering what that was all about.