Lucille Rose Potter

Chapter 65

"What did Amortentia smell like for you?" Lucy closed her book.

"For me?" Sawyer asked.

Lucy nodded.

"Well, it smelled like Pink Coconut Ice, pumpkin juice, brown sugar, and strawberries."

Lucy grinned.

"What did yours smell like?" Sawyer asked, his eyes sparkling.

"You," Lucy said simply, leaning over the table to kiss him.

A shriek caused them to jump apart quickly.

Madam Pierce had stopped besides their table, a scandalized look upon her face.

"Out! Out! Out!" She wailed, whacking them with her ruler, "get out!"

"Sorry!" Sawyer called, throwing Lucy over his shoulder, leaving in a sprint.

Lucy muffled her laughter in the cloth of his robes.

"Put me down," she gasped through laughs, "all the blood is rushing to my head."

Sawyer grinned, steadying her on her feet, "you alright?"

"Yeah," Lucy giggled, "our stuff is still in there!"

"We'll get it later," Sawyer shrugged, "come walk with me."

"Alright," Lucy said hesitantly, "are you sure nobody will touch it?"

"Love, they're textbooks, nobody's going to want them."

"You're right," Lucy grabbed his outstretched hand, "let's go."

The September weather was welcoming as they walked on the grounds.

"Let's go visit Hagrid," Lucy said, swinging their entwined hands, "I think I saw him back earlier this week."

"Ok," Sawyer agreed, switching their direction so they were walking towards the groundskeeper's hut.

"I miss his class," Lucy said sadly, "I thought it was fun."

"I'm sorry," Sawyer sympathized, "I still can't believe Abe let Albus make your schedule."

"Me either," Lucy shrugged, "I can't complain too much though, I really like my schedule. Especially my class with Inigo."

When they got to the hut, Sawyer raised his hand to the wooden door and knocked.

A chair scraped across the floor inside, there were heavy footsteps and then the door opened to reveal a glum Hagrid.

"Oh, hello, Sawyer, Lucy," he mumbled, looking down at his feet.

"Hey, Hagrid," Lucy said cautiously, "can we come in?"

He nodded, moving out of the way so they could step past him.

Fang came up to Lucy and nudged his gigantic head under her arm.

"Hi, Fang," she laughed, patting his side.

"Can I get you two anything?"

"Uhm, Tea would be nice," Lucy wandered over to his table and sat.

Hagrid silently made his way to the kitchen and put the kettle on the stove.

Sawyer and Lucy exchanged a look.

What was going on?

"Hagrid, are you alright?" Sawyer asked after another minute of silence.

"Am I a horrible teacher?" Hagrid wailed, turning around with a hurt expression.

"What!" Lucy stood up and delicately placed a hand on his arm, "of course not! Why would you think that?"