Authors note:
Okay so umm wow, yall probably thought I abandoned this, but Ipromise I won't (not yet lol.) Nah, don't worry I'm not a quitter.
Anyway, this chapter is mostly for comedy, but it's in no way a filler.
Hope you like it! Reviews are welcome btw!
"Hey, guys! Look what Fred and George sent me!" Ron shouted at breakfast that morning.
He held up a small box no bigger than a book, the ginger shook the package in their faces, Harry gingerly took it while Ron read the letter attached.
"They want me to test it for them!" He exclaimed earnestly, his eyes gazed around the Hall, and Hermione could have sworn they landed on Malfoy for just a second, before turning back to the letter. Hermione craned her neck, trying to get a look at the now opened package the twins had sent. They were small little darts, with pink featherlike fletching, no bigger than her pinky finger.
There was a sticky note inside with the words Love Darts, next to it was a small piece of paper with instructions, but there weren't many instructions, and that bothered her.
"What do they do?" Harry asked, already taking a dart out of the plastic, he twirled it around his fingers studying it. Hermione watched in horror as he went to prick his finger on the point. Her hand thrust out and snatched it from the boy's hand. "Harry! Don't be daft, it's a love potion infused dart. Do you really want to be accidentally pricked?" Harry stared at her in confusion before his face cleared in understanding, "oh, oops." He grinned sheepishly. Honestly, this boy, Hermione shook her head, how on Earth he was still alive is a miracle.
"So you're saying we just-" Harry squinted at the words, "-wave our wand and say the words while picturing the person?" Ron nodded. "Yup. That's what it says. Now gimme," he gestured to the dart.
They were in potions class, early and Slughorn wasn't there yet. And Hermione wasn't in the loop about anything the boys were doing.
"What's going on?" She asked, leaning her hands on the desk, watching them fiddle with the dart.
"Nothing," Harry supplied, much too quickly. Hermione narrowed her eyes.
"Alright," Ron said, placing the dart on the desk, "Harry, you ready?" The boy nodded, holding up a timer. Ron started waving his wand muttering the incantation, immediately the tiny arrow shot off the table and whizzed across the room.
Hermione followed its path with her eyes and watched, helplessly, as it struck Malfoy right in the neck. The trio watched in fascination as the dart vanished the moment it pierced the pale skin. The Slytherin slapped a hand to the spot as if squashing a Gnat. He spun murder in his eyes, to where the trio was sitting.
Harry stupidly grinned and waved, Malfoy gave him the finger before turning back to his conversation.
The three watched the Slytherin in silence, waiting for something to happen. But nothing happened, "the twins said it could take a few minutes. They wanted me to time how long it takes for the potion to kick in, then report back," The ginger reassured calmly. Though Hermione couldn't help but notice the slightest bit of disappointment in his voice.
"So, what exactly does the potion do?" Hermione asked nonchalantly, she knew it was a love potion of sorts, but she was still unsure of the effects. She looked over at Ron for an answer, but he just shrugged. "Fred and George didn't really specify much, so I'm not entirely sure." Hermione's eyes widened in shock, glancing down at the dart then back up to Malfoy.
Harry, having noticed the distress on Hermione's face, spoke up. "Hey it's okay that we don't know what the potion does, cause that the reason the twins sent it to us, you know to test it for them, and-"
"So, you thought it was a good idea to test it on a fellow student?" Hermione shrilled, she was going to continue reprimanding them, but Slughorn took that moment to waltz into the classroom.
"Hey, how much are you willing to gamble that Ferret face starts snogging Pansy," Ron said with a nudge to Harry.
"Nah." The brunette replied with the shake of the head. "It'd be better if he snogged Crabbe."
Hermione groaned and left to go to her Potions table, but she could faintly hear Ron express to Harry, "this is by far the best gift ever!"
Halfway through, Hermione distinctly heard Ron contradict himself when he said, "Ugh, this is by far the worst gift ever. It doesn't even work!"
"Dean! where's the Bat Wing?" Hermione questioned, the boy next to her only shrugged. With a sigh, Hermione pushed herself up from the table and made her way to the Potions cabinet, ingredient list in hand. She stepped in, and the door closed behind her, when she looked up from the list, there was Malfoy.
She let out a little squeak in surprise. His back was turned, and he spun around at the noise. His eyes darkened, dangerously when he spotted her, and Hermione took a small step back. He followed until her back was against the door, towering over her. He was so close that she could smell the Apple on his breath. And that's when...
To be continued...
Authors note:
whoops hee hee, wow would you look at that, a cliffy. :-)
sorry bout that folks, Nah jk I'm not that sorry. *darts out of room to avoid the tomatoes being thrown*
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