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"Alexa," Harry sighed, "Can you stop ignoring me?" He had somehow gotten put in the dog house, being ignored

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"Alexa," Harry sighed, "Can you stop ignoring me?" He had somehow gotten put in the dog house, being ignored.

"I'm sure Cho won't ignore you," She grumbled, crossing her arms.

"I was just asking for help-"

"You could've asked me, I'm your soulmate, not Cho, not Ginny, not any of the others, yet...you never talk to me around the others," Alexa sighed softly. "Do you not want me, Harry?"

Harry grimaced, glancing from side to side, "Lex, that's not it, I just- I don't know...I am happy its you, I'm glad to be with you-"

"Then act like it, Potter," Alexa stood, looking at Harry. "I'm not a toy, soulmate or not I don't have to deal with your shit," She walked off, leaving Harry to his thoughts.

Ron coughed as he finished his potion, "I can't even smell the damned thing over your perfume," he seethed at Esme, backing up as he read what the potion was, smells like what attracts you?

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Ron coughed as he finished his potion, "I can't even smell the damned thing over your perfume," he seethed at Esme, backing up as he read what the potion was, smells like what attracts you?

"I'm not wearing any!" Esme groaned.

"Oh bloody hell," Ron looked at Esme, she was... no. Fuck, not a Slytherin!

"Mr. Weasley, is your potion complete?" Snape sighed.

"Yes sir,"

"Can you smell it?"

"Mhm, totally,"

"Very well, leave, or feel free to help your classmate," He motioned to Esme.

Ron sighed, moving to stand besides Esme. "You're doing it wrong, you're supposed to stir counter-clockwise,"

"When did you become a potion expert?"

"I got done before you," Ron grinned, adding the last few ingredients. "What's it smell like?" Esme groaned, pushing Ron a step back, yet...the potion still smelled like him.

"...Weed," She grumbled, it was only partly a lie. "Professor can we go now?"

The couple (of friends) were dismissed with a wave.

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