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Another boring day, another boring lesson. You really should take “full advantage” of their curriculums, but what does that Gryffindor know anyways? Hermione told you off the other day, and she blamed you for some prank that Malfoy pulled on them. Is she serious? House-cist even?
“Miss L/n, are you listening?” The Professor looks at you, waiting like a time bomb for your answer. Quickly, you try to recompose yourself, even when you could hear the other students snickering and whispering around you. The last bit of pride you had as a Slytherin quickly shot out the window.
“I’m sorry Professor Slughorn,” your clearly embarrassed and sitting so tense you could probably pop a vein,” but could you repeat your words?”
“Can you please tell me the etymology of the Amortentia potion? I need a Slytherin redemption after the last one recited the Bee Movie…” the teacher eyed malfoy in the desk next to you.
“Uhm, hold on.” You flip through your notes, quickly brushing past each crisp page.” ‘Amor’ is a Roman God of Love and in French amour, it also means love. ‘Tentia’ is Latin for held. So holding/lasting love potion?”
You get the look of approval, and that breath you’ve been holding in for the last five minutes finally came out. You really saved yourself this time..
At lunch, you come face to face with none other than Hermione. Did she come to yell at you again? “If you’ve come to humiliate me in front of the whole Slytherin house, please save it for another time.”
“…actually, I wanted to apologize.” Hermione is looking at the floor and grabbing onto the hems of her skirt, swaying as she spoke. “Once I figured out it was Draco, it just didn’t sit well with me that I had yelled at you earlier.”
“I mean, your not entirely wrong, if that makes sense? I guess I should take my classes more seriously, but sometimes it feels like I’m missing something, y’know?” You pick at the food on your plate, not picking up anything in particular. “How about we call it a truce? Since it seems wrong to call ourselves enemies now.”
Hermione smiles and agrees as she shook your hand. She sits down at your table like she had done it a million times, which she hadn’t, but she talked so casually it almost seemed like she did. Conversation floats between you two until you notice a certain someone approach your table.
“Hermione?” Ron calls out. Though the room is crowded, he spots her sitting at one of the most unlikely of places. And chatting with someone. He approaches them and eyes the other girl through his outgrown bangs. The way curiosity bounced off her eyes as if it was light, and the way that her lips curled into that of the sly smile, sent shivers down his spine.
He turns to Hermione and whispers in a hushed tone, “Who the bloody hell is that? Since when are we making friends with.. with Slytherins?“
As soon as the words left his mouth, she lightly hit him on the arm in offense. “Since now, you blundering idiot.“
After his brief encounter with the Slytherin stranger, he couldn’t get her image out of his mind. Whether it was the girl with the inquisitive eyes or what he had for breakfast that morning, it had left him with an uncomfortable aftertaste.
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