Playing pretend Malfoy? (Drarry)

Side affects

"Oh Harry, what are you doing here?" The inquisitive girl pondered.

"I was just getting a calming draught for Malfoy." He slurred. "What are you doing here?"

"Well I came in here to ask Madam Pomfrey about the incident and symptoms, but when I came in she was missing I assumed she was on a break."

His eyes drifted to her hands, she was holding the very bottle that was once filled with poison. She noticed this and stated, "I was going to run a few tests when I smelt the most peculiar scent, new parchment, roast chicken and toothpaste."

Harry just stared incredulously not catching on. "Amortentia Harry. You know love potion."

"Yes I know what Amortentia is but what is it doing in the poison bottle?"

She parted her lips about to give an answer when thundering steps grew louder and louder. The doors swung open bashing against the wall when a furious Pansy Parkinson approached them. "POTTER! What on earth are you doing Draco needs that potion. HURRY UP!"

"Oh right sorry." On cue Hermione handed him the draught he was searching for. Quickly he smiled to show his gratitude then ran down the corridors.

Pansy was just about to follow when the fluffy haired girl called, "Parkinson?" She looked up surprised as the two hadn't spoken since first year.

"Granger? I really must get going so make this snappy." She fidgeted impatiently.

"Yes. I found a rather odd thing about the potion, it had Amortentia in it as well as poison."

"Okay?"

"So, why would someone mix the ingredients? Don't you find it suspicious?"

"The whole situation is suspicious Granger." She reminded rolling her eyes appearing bored as she checked her imaginary watch.

"It just doesn't make sense. Adding Amortentia would only make survival rates rise, and if this person was out to kill they wouldn't add it." She glanced at the ceiling all the information spinning around her head. Pansy swore she could see the clogs going round in her incredible brain.

"What does this have to do with me?"

"I'm just saying stay on high alert and Malfoy may experience some side affects. The most plausible ones being high temperature, the urge to over share, high blood pressure, overly active emotions and, obviously, coughing."

"Woah you got all that from noticing the mixed potions?" Amazed she gawped.

"Well no, I read Madam Pomfrey's notes but if you use common sense it wouldn't that hard to figure out." She smiled guiltily.

"Well I should probably get going..."

"Wait just be cautious of Athena, Millicent and Delancy. Their the main suspects."

"Oh please, Delancy is too busy worrying about her oh so precious cornrows to do anything and Millicent wouldn't intentionally hurt Potter, physically. But I don't disagree that Athena is up to something, stupid Ravenclaws think they can get away with anything cause the geniuses or whatever, they're all up themselves waltzing around like they own the school." With that she waved off to go find her best friend.

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"Mr Potter what took so long I had to send Miss Parkinson to come find you?" Mcgonagall asked clearly annoyed.

"Sorry Professor." He handed her the draught and she hastily brought it the blonds mouth for him to drink.

His heart rate slowed and his nerves relaxed. His breath levelled out so he sat up patting his misty eyes with his sleeve. "What happened?"