That Goddamn Twinkle - ENZO BERKSHIRE

࣪𖤐 Y6 | 14 . sectumsempra

➵ MIDNIGHT RAIN - TAYLOR SWIFT
'I guess sometimes we all get some kind of haunted, some kind of haunted.'

The morning after Ron's near-death love potion experience, Rory sat in the infirmary with Enzo, Harry, Hermione and Ginny. Rory, Enzo and Harry stood whilst Hermione sat on the chair next to him and Ginny sat on the edge of his bed. He had been out of it almost eight hours.

Dumbledore, Mcgonagall, Snape & Slughorn wandered into the infirmary, their eyes darting to poor Ron. "Quick thinking on your part, Harry, using a bezoar." Dumbledore stated, turning to Harry. "You must be extremely proud, Horace." he added.

"Hm?" Slughorn replied. "Oh— yes, very proud."

"I think we can all agree, Potter's actions were heroic. The question is... why were they necessary?" Mcgonagall asked, analysing Ron.

"Why, indeed?" Dumbledore replied, stepping toward the very man that put Ron in the infirmary in the first place. "This appears to be a gift, Horace." the Headmaster stated, taking the object from Slughorn's grasp. "You don't remember who gave you this bottle? Which, by the way, possesses remarkably subtle hints of licorice and cherry when not polluted with poison." Dumbledore shared a look with Snape.

"Actually, I had intended to give it as a gift myself." Slughorn asked as Snape lifted the bottle to his large nose.

Rory, Enzo and Harry listened to their professors' conversation to take their mind off the fact they almost lost Ron last night. Rory felt sick every time she thought about it.

"—To whom, might I ask?" Dumbledore said.

"To you, Headmaster." Slughorn responded, bowing his head.

Hermione and Ginny soon looked up as a familiar, high-pitched voice entered the room. It was none other than Lavender Brown. "Where's my Won-Won? Has he been asking for me?" she exclaimed, pushing past Snape to the end of Ron's bed.

Enzo and Rory shared a look, holding back their laughter. It didn't take a genius to see Ron was sick of Lavender. Rory supposed she was just in love and was still young— but it didn't help the fact she was extremely annoying.

"What's she doing here?" Brown spat, eyeing Hermione.

Hermione stood up, outraged. "I could ask you the same thing!"

"I happen to be his girlfriend!" Lavender snapped back, resulting in Rory turning away to hide her laughter.

"I happen to be his..." Hermione panicked, not knowing how to play this one. Rory cringed, feeling for her. "...friend." Hermione decided on.

"Don't make me laugh! You haven't spoken in weeks!" Lavender spat. Rory and Enzo shared yet another look, using every muscle in their mouths to hold back their excruciating laughter. "I suppose you want to make up now that he's all interesting!" Lavender added.

"He's been poisoned you daft dimbo!" Hermione exclaimed. Rory lost it, letting out a laugh. Enzo nudged her and they both struggled to keep themselves together. "And as a matter-of-fact, I've always found him interesting." Granger added.

As if on cue, Ron gasped lightly in his sleep. Lavender, somehow, thought Ron was talking to her. "Ah, see? He senses me." she said, fully confidently (which made Rory laugh again). Lavender stepped closer to the bed, squeezing Ron's leg. "It's okay, Won-Won, I'm here." she said.

Hermione and Rory shared a look. Rory didn't know what to say.

"Her...mione.." Ron mumbled in his slumber, furrowing Rory's eyebrows. Ron's chest heaved slightly, "Hermione." he whispered, his eyes glued shut. Rory and Enzo shared a look with risen eyebrows. "Hermione." Ron said again, as if to rub it in.