Another prank failed miserably (Part 4 - prank finale

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by dumble_daddy

by dumble_daddy

Ive got no excuse sorry 🤷‍♂️ ive been spending more time reading on ao3 (the tagging system is a gift from GOD)
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"snog Potter if hes soooooooo handsome"

Heres the the thing.

I have not spent YEARS perfecting my looks, scrubbing my face with thousands of soaps, washing my hair with the best shampoo and conditioner and hair masks (the list could go on), covering myself with only the most expensive lotions, soaking myself in baths with the best smelling flowers I could find (which made snot go down my nose like a waterfall, fuck you allergies) and ate only the sweetest fruits, to ever ever go as low as to kiss POTTER of all people.

I scoffed.

"Or what?"

"Or ill keep chasing you and you will have to keep running."

As much as I didn't want to kiss Potter I also was repulsed at the idea of running again. Sweating gave me hives.

"Fine."

Potter made a sound that resembled a choking pig. If the conversation wasn't completely revolved around him I would have completely forgotten he was there.

I was going to kiss the thing I hated most, even more than split ends.

It would be fine. I would just close my eyes and pretend he was a model in the magazines Pansy always had under her bed (odd place to keep magazines).

I stepped closer to Potter, who looked so red I was afraid he was going to blow up. The wind from such an explosion would mess up my hair (much more than it was now thanks to me running about 10 miles).

I grabbed his arm and prepared myself. My mother would cry herself to sleep at the thought of her beautiful son having to kiss such a troll-like creature. I closed my eyes.

...

"Daphne.." I heard Goyle stutter out. I turned my head and heard Potter make a weird groaning noise.

"um.. hey Goyle" she said awkwardly.

I watched as Goyle followed Daphne's retreating figure like a sad puppy, hunching his back and dragging his legs.

"GOYLE COME BACK!" I heard an agitating irritating voice shriek.

I watched Pansy Parkinson, my bestest friend in the whole wide world, come out of an abandoned classroom.

"Pansy thank merlin you're here! You wont believe what happened! I almost had to kiss Potter, can you believe it?" I was so excited to see her (which is surprising) I would rather see her pug-like face over Potters any day.

I was in a great mood having escaped Potters hideous face from connecting with my perfect one.

Pansy looked a bit down, ill have to ask what it's about later.

Merlin really does have favorites.

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We all love a clean boy