Before the trio knew it Hogsmeade was upon them, it was time to set their plan into motion. "Lavender, you and Parvati know what to do, yes?" Harry asked and the two girls grinned evilly as they nodded.
"Angelina has agreed to drink the potion and is prepared to kiss Flint when you come upon him." Katy Bell stated as she walked over.
"Just remember to be broken hearted Harry, no maniacal laughter.
"Broken hearted, got it." Harry agreed as they made their way out of to Hogsmeade for the day. At 12:45 precisely Harry made his way up to Madam Puddyfoots only to spot Montague.
"Hey!" Harry called to the older boy who turned around and grinned when he spied his best friends soon to be bride. "Have you seen Flint around?" He asked with a smile.
"Yea, come on and I'll take you to him, I'm sure he will adore seeing you, Potter." Montague stated as Harry ran the last few feet to catch up. He was led the rest of the way to Madam Puddyfoots only for Montague and Harry to both stop dead at the sight of Markus kissing a woman who looked almost exactly like Harry. Inwardly Harry crowed with dark amusement.
"F…Flint?" Harry forced the name to come out as a half-chocked sob. His smile fading into a look of hurt and confusion as Hermione came up to gasp in shock and Flint pulled back, his eyes going wide as noticed it wasn't Harry he had been kissing. Harry dropped the bag of sweets and took off at a run. He ran all the way back to the castle and didn't stop until he was in Gryffindor tower where he let out peals of laughter.
Montague had walked into his trap perfectly; it had been too good of an opportunity to pass up.
A part of him almost felt sorry for Flint, but he should have known better than to have the snakes speak to the Prophet about anything. Now all that was left was for him to mope around the castle in a hurt filled haze of delirium and avoid the older male to the best of his abilities.
"What fun!" Harry stated when the Gryffindor's returned from Hogsmeade and they all shared a knowing smile. The golden trio was pure evil, none would ever deny it. It was one reason no one in their tower would ever go to the Prophet about anything to do with the three. Gryffindor secrets would never be spilt because no one wanted the wrath of trio to be turned to them.
"Well, that was a plan well executed, nice work on bringing Montague with you." Hermione congratulated him with a smirk.
"Why thank you Miss. Granger and the shocked look on your face was well carried off. Angelina, I thank you for your troubles." He stated and the older girl blushed.
"Have you kissed him, Harry? That man might scare the crap out of me, but Merlin can he kiss!" The words set Gryffindor tower into uproarious laughter.