"What's going on here?" Snape asked. He was confused as to why Parkinson was screaming and so were the rest of the class.
"That," Pansy screamed, pointing at Draco and Hermione who were holding hands, oblivious to everything around. Snape looked between his godson and Granger; he felt the bile begin to rise in his throat. How did this even happen he thought to himself. He cleared his throat to put an end to the situation in front of him. The pair was either ignoring him or they were still lost in their own world. Professor Snape was already getting fed up with the pair and so was the rest of the class.
"Mr. Malfoy and Miss Granger please break apart," he said calmly. Draco and Hermione continued to ignore Snape. Snape was clearly starting to get upset, he didn't want to punish his godson, but the boy wasn't listening.
"Draco, let go of the bookworm, Blaise whispered, while tugging on Malfoy's robe.
"Bookworm? I don't see any bookworm. All I see is a beautiful girl standing in front of me," Draco said not taking his eyes off Hermione.
"You're so sweet Draco, I could just kiss you," Hermione said.
"Why don't you," Draco said, leaning in to kiss her. The whole class couldn't bear to watch what was going to happen next. Harry felt sick to his stomach, Ron was gripping the table tightly so he wouldn't leap over it and beat the crap out of Malfoy, Blaise felt sick but was actually enjoying the show, and Pansy felt like she was in some sick nightmare.
"Enough!" Snape shouted, pushing the pair away from each other. They were going to rush back to each other, but Blaise held Draco back and Harry and Ron held Hermione back.
"My little Gryffindor," Draco called out to her, struggling to break free from Blaise's hold on him.
"Oh my shinning Slytherin Knight," Hermione said, trying to break from Harry and Rons hold on her.
"That's enough out of the two of you. Can anyone explain how this happened?" Snape asked, pointing to the pair in disgust.
"It's Longbottom's fault," Ron said. Harry was surprised Ron was placing all the blame on Neville, but it really was his fault. Snape turned to look at the boy in question; the boy was currently shaking in his seat over fear at what Snape might do to him.
"Longbottom, would you care to explain what happened here?" Snape asked. Neville recounted all the details to Professor Snape who just sighed. The boy spilled most of the contents on his godson and Granger, he didn't have an antitode in that exact instant and he didn't want them to be like this for two months to be exact.
"My sweet little Gryffindor I can't bear to apart from you any longer," Draco said, stomping hard on Blaise's feet. Once he was free he tried once again to rush to her side, but Blaise quickly caught him. Snape had a enough of this disgusting act that was happening in front of him.
"20 points off Gryffindor and 10 points off Slytherin, Snape said, despite the pain in his chest he felt for taking points off Slytherin. The whole class groaned and glared at Draco and Hermione.
"Well, aren't you going to do something about this? Pansy asked, looking at the pair in disgust.
"It seems Mr. Longbottom spilt most of the content on Mr. Malfoy and Miss Granger, but the antidote I have stored mostly likely won't work on these two, Snape said, gesturing to Hermione and Draco.
"You can't seriously expect them to stay like this?" Pansy cried out. Snape rolled his eyes at her theatrics.
" I do not, but until then they will remain like this for two months or can find a cure that would revert them back to their old selves," Snape said. The class seemed satisfied with his answer because they had no clue what they would do if they had to be stuck watching Malfoy and Granger act like this.
"W-." Blaise was about to say something but Ron cut him off.
"It's your entire fault, if you weren't so damn c-", Ron didn't get to finish his sentence because he slipped over the spilled potion on the floor. Harry rushed off to his side, but not handing Hermione off to another Gryffindor.
"Are you alright?" Harry asked, helping his best friend up, but avoiding letting the pink goop touch him.
"Never better," Ron said, looking at Pansy with a dopey smile on his face.
"What are you looking at Weasel? Pansy practically sneered.
"At you my sweet Puggy," Ron said, now standing up. The whole class groaned at the new couple or shall I say person who was in love.
"Ew Weasel, you better not come near me or else," she said trying to remain calm on her exterior, but inside she was terrified. Ron was trying to walk towards her, but Harry held him back.
"Class dismissed. I think I've seen enough for today or even a lifetime, Professor Snape said, before walking out of the classroom. Everyone left except for Potter, Weasley, Granger, Malfoy, Zabini, and Parkinson. Once Hermione noticed nobody was holding her back she tried to run to Draco, but Pansy quickly grabbed her.
"What are we going to do about them?" Blaise asked looking at Hermione and Draco.
" We're just going to have to wait till Snape finds antidote or wait two months for them to turn back to normal," Harry said, as he ran his fingers through his hair obviously frustrated about the situation he was in.
"Potter, you may be amused with the current predicament, but I'm actually disgusted. We can't just wait for Professor Snape to pop with an antidote," Pansy spat.
"I don't enjoy watching this as much as you do Parkinson, but what are we going to do? Snape is the only one who could actually help us in this situation," Harry said.
"He's not the only one. What about Dumbledore? Blaise asked, not wanting to be left out of the conversation.
"Great idea Blaise, let's hurry up and go because I can't stand the love eyes weasel is throwing at me," Pansy said.
"Are you sure about that Parkinson? I could've have sworn you fancied Weasel," Blaise snickered. Pansy looked just about ready to hit him and Harry didn't really feel like watching the fight.
"So are we going to go or not," Harry asked. Harry never thought he'd see the day when he'd be working with Slytherins. He just hoped this ordeal will end quickly because he couldn't stand working Pansy or Blaise any longer.
"Yeah let's go," Blaise said, dragging Draco out of the room. Harry followed suite but not before Ron said,
"Bye my love," he said, blowing pansy a kiss. If she weren't holding Granger right now she'd puke. She dragged Granger out of the room following the boys.
A/N: I wasn't planning on updating at all, but inspired me to keep writing this story. I'd like to thank the people who review this story, follow, or even favorited it. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Reviews are always greatly appreciated and tell me if some characters are too OOC.
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