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, Cassie sits in the infirmary with Enzo, Harry, Hermione and Ginny. Cassie, Enzo and Harry stand whilst Hermione sits on the chair next to him and Ginny sits on the edge of his bed. He's been out of it almost eight hours.
Dumbledore, Mcgonagall, Snape & Slughorn wander into the infirmary, their eyes darting to poor Ron. "Quick thinking on your part, Harry, using a bezoar." Dumbledore states, turning to Harry. "You must be extremely proud, Horace." he adds.
"Hm?" Slughorn replies. "Oh— yes, very proud."
"I think we can all agree, Potter's actions were heroic. The question is... why were they necessary?" Mcgonagall asks, analysing Ron.
"Why, indeed?" Dumbledore replies. "This appears to be a gift, Horace." the Headmaster states, 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 shares a look with Snape.
"Actually, I had intended to give it as a gift myself." Slughorn asks as Snape lifts the bottle to his large nose.
Cassie, Enzo and Harry listen to their professors' conversation to take their mind off the fact they almost lost Ron last night. Cassie feels sick every time she thinks about it.
"—to whom, might I ask?" Dumbledore says.
"To you, Headmaster." Slughorn responds, bowing his head.
Hermione and Ginny soon look up as a familiar, high-pitched voice enters the room. It's none other than Lavender Brown. "Where's my Won-Won? Has he been asking for me?" she exclaims, pushing past Snape to the end of Ron's bed.
Enzo and Cassie share a look, holding back their laughter. It doesn't take a genius to see Ron is sick of Lavender. Cassie supposes she's just a young girl deeply in love— but it doesn't help the fact she is extremely annoying.
"What's she doing here?" Brown spits, eyeing Hermione.
Hermione stands up, outraged. "I could ask you the same thing!"
Cassie and Enzo share a look of amusement. This is going to be fun to watch.
"I happen to be his girlfriend!" Lavender snaps back, resulting in Cassie turning away to hide her laughter, her head on Enzo's shoulder.
"I happen to be his..." Hermione panics, not knowing how to play this one. Cassie cringes, feeling for her. "...friend." Hermione decides on.
"Don't make me laugh! You haven't spoken in weeks!" Lavender spits. Cassie and Enzo share 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 adds.
"He's been poisoned you daft dimbo!" Hermione exclaims. Cassie loses it, letting out a laugh. Enzo nudges her and they both struggle to keep themselves together. "And as a matter-of-fact, I've always found him interesting." Granger adds.
As if on cue, Ron gasps lightly in his sleep. Lavender, somehow, thinks Ron is talking to her. "Ah, see? He senses me." she says, fully confidently (which makes Cassie snort again). Lavender steps closer to the bed, squeezing Ron's leg. "It's okay, Won-Won, I'm here." she says.
Hermione and Cassie share a look. Cassie doesn't know what to say.
"Her...mione.." Ron mumbles in his slumber, furrowing Cassie's eyebrows. Ron's chest heaves slightly, "Hermione." he whispers, his eyes glued shut. Cassie and Enzo share a look with risen eyebrows. "Hermione." Ron says again, as if to rub it in. Oh, Cassie is holding on for dear life.
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