Hogwarts Harem

Belated

Vic,

I got permission from the Auror Department to visit Hogwarts and question a select few students based on an anonymous tip. However, I will say that my source was incredibly gorgeous and I wish I could spend more stolen hours with her. I mean, them. Like I said, the questioning will be handled in a way so that no one could suspect the informant. 

This investigation will take place next week. I'll look forward to seeing you then.

Love,

Teddy x

Victoire tucked the letter away from the breakfast table, feeling concerned despite Teddy's assurance that Salvatore wouldn't be able to put together that Victoire put him on Teddy's radar. At the very least, she still felt certain that she'd done the right thing by telling Teddy about Salvatore's suspicious behavior - though that didn't make her feel less upset about the whole thing.

She made her way to Potions, taking her usual seat next to Salvatore. He looked up at her as she walked in, giving her a smoldering look that told her he'd been thinking about that day in the forest as much as she had been. He said nothing to her in greeting and she felt quite awkward sitting with two distinct facts: that he was a suspect in the Auror attacks thanks to her, and that she wanted him despite his current moral ambiguity. 

Professor Peacock asked them to begin copying notes that he'd left on the blackboard, and Victoire dutifully opened her notebook and dated the page.

"It's October 23rd?" he asked, frowning at her notebook.

She looked at him blankly. "Yes. Why?" she asked, though she really meant to ask why should that make you look troubled?

"It's Scorpio season now," he muttered, looking put-out.

She blinked. "Do you dislike Scorpios or something?"

He glared at her. "You said you were a Libra. That means your birthday passed."

Her blank expression softened as she began to understand his strangeness. "Oh...yeah, um, it was like a week and a half ago."

"I didn't know," he grumbled, looking murderous for some strange reason.

"Don't feel bad about it. I didn't tell you," she said, her cheeks pinked at his reaction to missing her birthday.

Salvatore looked as though he might argue with her about his being upset over the situation, but he remained quiet and instead scrawled his notes. They didn't share any more words for the rest of the lesson, though Victoire's head was attempting to swim though the murky sea of emotions his reaction created in her.

She'd thought that the passion shared between them was most likely purely physical for him. Though he showed signs of jealousy previously, that meant nothing to her about how someone like him might feel towards her - he could've just been a possessive asshole. Jealousy doesn't equate caring. But for him to look this upset over not being able to wish her a happy birthday was odd for someone who had no feelings for you whatsoever. And the fact that Salvatore might be feeling the same pull towards her that she feels towards him made this situation a whole lot more complex rather than simpler.

***

Victoire sat in the library finishing her up her Charms homework. Just as she packed her belongings back into her bag, Salvatore stood in front of her imposingly. She had a feeling that he'd been watching her and waiting for her to finish before making his move.

"Salvatore," she breathed, his presence catching her off-guard. It was one thing being confronted with him in Potions when she expected it and quite another to meet him elsewhere - their interactions outside of Potions tended to get a little intense.