Hermione thought that if she were to brew poison, she would make the taste irresistible - something that you had to keep drinking because it felt so good on your tongue and slithering down your throat. Satiating your thirst. Desperate for more. Under a full moon on Halloween night a game of seven minutes in heaven changes things for a certain witch and wizard. *Author's Note* Thank you for reading! This fic originally posted on AO3. xx Lu