a sprinkle of rainbow • Completed

slytherins are sly (3/3)

last chapter.

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Morning the next day, Kongpob feels butterflies not just flying around his stomach but all over his body as he takes a peek at the Slytherin table, Arthit is pouring maple syrup on his waffle, he looks like he's having a bad day but that is to be expected from Arthit who always looks like it's him against the world but Kongpob knows it's going to change, either for the better or for the worse. Kongpob barely slept last night because he stayed up writing a poem.

Prae convinced him to write a poem for Arthit because she said no one can not ignore a poem coming from the bottom of someone's heart so though Kongpob knows he's shitty at writing poems, he forced himself to write if it's the only way he can be with Arthit. When he showed it to Prae, the Ravenclaw told him, with a bright smile, that he aced it and that Kongpob can write poems for a living, he can be a legendary poet ever known to wizardkind so with his confidence at peak and because he's in his lack of sleep-induced state, Kongpob made a howler containing his poem and now, he really regrets it.

Just in time, owls begin to deliver the students' letters but everyone falls into a hush when at the Slytherin table,  they all see a red enchanted envelope flying around. Arthit snickers, another poor student is about to be embarrassed.

But his snicker is wiped out of his face when the letter stops right in front of him. Merlin! He is the poor student! Arthit pulls his wand out to incarcerate the blasted thing but he can't, however, instead of hearing his parents, what the whole school heard is a high-pitched, giggly girl's voice professing her love for him... through a poem! A very cringe-y poem.

Arthit covers his whole face, he can't stand everyone around him laughing at him, even the professors are all smiling in amusement. Oh, he just wants to be eaten by the floor to end this embarrassment.

Before tearing itself into pieces, the howler flies closer to Arthit, and with a serious voice, it said, "Will you go to the Yule ball with me?"

"No! Get away from me you monster!"

If it were not him who gave Arthit the nightmare, Kongpob would probably be laughing as well, like how Prae is laughing from the Ravenclaw table, but Kongpob can't bring himself to laugh because he knows it's him who brought this nightmare to Arthit.

Arthit looks scared, he's blushing because he's embarrassed and mad rather than being swooned like what Prae told him Arthit would be. Beside him, his friends are still laughing while reciting the poem he received.

"Shut up!" Arthit stands up and immediately leaves the Great Hall but Kongpob follows him.

"Arthit, a-are you okay?"

"Do you think I'm fine, Suthilak? I was just embarrassed in front of everyone in Hogwarts, whoever thinks of sending me a poem via howler is an idiot, I hate her. The poem is not even great. I wish she just kept it to herself, what an idiot if I'd just known who that idiot it, she's going to feel my wrath." Kongpob is grateful Prae has enchanted his voice to make it of a woman or else, he'd be lying at the Hospital Wing by now.

"Y-yeah good luck finding her."

"Why are you here, anyway? What, are you going to laugh at me too?"

"Well no but I would like to offer my help to find that woman who sent you the howler."

"No, thank you."

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"What the bloody hell, Prae?!"

"What? It wasn't me who told you to make a howler. I just told you to make a poem, didn't know you're worst at poems."