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"Alright, how did you get it."
Draco sat down on one of the couches inside the common room, legs-crossed, twirling the potion with his hand and ordered you two to sit down as well. "I thought you know I dislike talking to people with my chin lifted up."
"How did you get it?" You repeated with a retard.
"This morning," He scoffed, immediately changing his tone. "You tripped twice on your way down to the common room. The second one almost made you rock the floor, but as kind-hearted as I am, I pulled you up before you really do. Though it was more likely because of my mere curiosity of this suspicious bottle here inside your pocket that almost fell out when you tripped. But I couldn't do a clearer inspection on it that time, you see, so I took it back then at the Great Hall when I know I had the chance."
"So behind those cuddles, not only you make me do it to fool Pansy and the others, but also to take something that belongs to me without my permission over your congenial thirst of knowledge and selfishness?"
You replied nonchalantly but in the same time, releasing your anger out a bit by forming a piercing glare to Draco.
"You should be obliged. I saved you your first kiss with the floor."
"You're really annoying."
"But one could only know to be extremely mindful with this hazardous concoction around." He raises the bottle up to his nose to the point he could directly sniff it. Sam, who sat quiet on the couch beside you looked somewhat concerned and finally let out some words. "Just get this done with, Malfoy. It's not yours - give it back."
"Shut up, Filia, it's none of your business. You don't even have any bloody clue what this is," He spat, leaving her mute and narrowed his eyes back to you all unsatisfied.
"Now it's my turn to ask. How did you get this?"
"I.."
..think of a reason, Vallerie, think of a reason.. you anxiously said to yourself inwardly as you try to find a good excuse. Fail, and you're screwed.
"Snape ordered me to make it."
Risky reason, Vallerie, risky..
"Really." Draco replied skeptically, as if he's holding suspicion.
"..now give it back. Malfoul."
"Not after you told everything to Filia, Cramped."
So he was indeed standing right there behind you two from the start, picking every bits of your conversation! Such a wily person to associate. You concluded you need to decrease that ear (and possibly nose) size of his' by using the Reducio spell later.
Then it hit you.
"Disillusionment charm?"
"Mmhm."
"Well? You're gonna tell my parents off aren't you? Go ahead, at least it'll bring all these stage shows up to an end. Like they're gonna kill me anyway if they know I broke a mere amphora. Risking my save for a year, sure, but compared to this I'd let it."
"..what makes you think Filia's worth to tell secrets to anyway?"
"I just know I can trust her."
"Huh,"
He seemed a bit surprised by you stating that. He gave a questioning look to Samantha, which sort of made you do the same, then he throws the potion up and down as if it was some kind of coin to play around with.
"..What?" Samantha frowns upon knowing she's been made a sightseeing object.
Draco stood up condescendingly. "Fine. She seems to be intel enough to know secrets aren't supposed to be blurted out. Unlike someone." He added mockingly.
"I did because I know I'm not blurting it out to the wrong person. Now seriously, give the potion back right now, I don't want to get candies from Snape."
"But speaking of which," Sam droned, "what kind of potion is that?"
Instead of letting you to answer ..or perhaps to lie, that Draco just know your habit; he levitates the bottle to Sam's lap to let her figure out the answer herself. Takes less than four seconds for her to raise her eyebrows to you all weirded out.
"And why does Snape ever need this?
Don't tell me Love Potion is in our next task."
"Let's ..just hope it's not." You ambiguously replied.
You sticked your hand out, but before Sam could even hand the potion to you, the bottle levitates back to Draco.
"This potion stays with me," He says all proud like he even know what you're gonna use it for.
"..oh, please done with it already."
"You said Snape ordered you to make this, right?
Sooo I'll give this to him-"
"I have two feet and a pair of perfectly working hand which I can abuse whenever I want. Therefore I can give it to him myself, Malfoy, thanks for your offer."
"No, it's not an offer, Cranindor,"
"Then sorry, no wish granted. Give it back."
"..nor it is a wish. I'll be the one who give this to Snape, no matter what."
"What's the nub, seriously?! I'm the one he ordered, so you don't have anything to gloze!" Your voice rosed up in annoyance.
"Look, if this is really his order, then you shouldn't be so worried! I'm just as good as any other Slytherins - even better than the rest if you ask him yourself."
"I don't find that plausible still, like at all."
"Really, he favors me as his pupil - what do you know about while you're still new here yourself. Get off,"
..did he spot a smell of deceit in your words? He seemed so excited all of a sudden.
"..and save it." He saw you open your mouth and immediately stops you from talking. "No one would want to go out with you if you talk too much."
"You never listen. And you talk more than I do."
"I don't. Unless I feel a need of it. Now quit reaching your hand to the potion, you know there's no use. I'm gonna go find Snape now."
You grunted in complain, even more tempted to give his face a good punch. What's making him so stubborn? You haven't even planned to use the potion for anything yet! It's not like you're gonna use it for something bad yourself, you're not as immoral as this little prick.
You tried to reach the bottle from his left hand again, but then he pulled out his wand with another after you failed to fetch the potion back on your second try.
"What, wanna settle this with a duel?"
..and did the Imperius curse on you like you're some kind of marionette.
"Hey!!" You screeched indignantly. "What do you think you're doing?!"
"Practicing the spell that Moody Man taught today,"
You ought to pull your wand as well to cast back a spell, but you can't. Every part of your body is under his wand's bidding. "This is unfair!!"
"Weird. I think this spell could bind you mind and body. Turns out it wasn't that powerful."
"Vallerie!"
Sam tries to help you by holding your hand tight because the spell seems to be forcefully pulling you off her.
"Draco Malfoy! Stop this at once, let me- DRACO!"
Then as he tries to control the movement of his springy wand, your body follows around maniacally wherever its tip points to, after Sam had lost you. One swing, he almost made you crash into one of the walls. Another made your waist hit a table. And the last swing of his wand directs to his back, making you slide to front, to where he stands. You closed your eyes, afraid of smacking onto him again for the countless times.
But as you close your eyes, you feel something soft and warm lands on your lips. Your eyes immediately shot open.
"Oh my gosh. OH. MY. GOSH. YOU SEE THAT??"
A series of high-pitched shrieks blare throughout the common room and corridors like a sudden blow. Your hair feels like its frizzling furiously as you know from whose throats those shrills are coming from.
The fangirls.
You gasped as the thing that just hits your mouth lets you off. That charming smile is back re-plastered on the blonde's face, all blissful and confident.
"..back to act, girlfriend." Draco whispers genially to your right ears. Then puts his wand back to his robe, closing the curse as he trails off to the stairs with the love potion, a bit in a hurry.
A somewhat comforting warmth spreads on your lower lip's surface. You trembled.
"..Sam?"
"You little.. Draco just kissed you!!"
"-Draco just what..??!"
"Oh my goodness, Cranindor!!" The flock of girls quickly trotted to you, their faces were all showing the same mixture of shock and excitement.
"Oh , here we go again." Sam rolled her eyes.
"Look, he-"
"My gosh, how I'm heartbroken, but that is really sweet, dear!"
"How did you make him do that? We want to know too, you're sooo lucky!"
You eyed to the stairs that lead to the boy's dorm, thinking to chase that arrogant guy and force him to give you back the potion ..but he's already gone, and you barely could even move an inch; you're caged by this gang of girls. Perfect.
As you tried to calm the rush, you tried to move around and reach the stairs. Luckily your lovely Sam is there to save your night again by pulling up a graceful excuse of you having a period and you really need to take care of it quick. Though sadly some of them still follow you upstairs until you reached your dorm room. You quickly put up a spell of Alohomora to lock the door from inside.
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"Alright, how did you get it."
Draco sat down on one of the couches inside the common room, legs-crossed, twirling the potion with his hand and ordered you two to sit down as well. "I thought you know I dislike talking to people with my chin lifted up."
"How did you get it?" You repeated with a retard.
"This morning," He scoffed, immediately changing his tone. "You tripped twice on your way down to the common room. The second one almost made you rock the floor, but as kind-hearted as I am, I pulled you up before you really do. Though it was more likely because of my mere curiosity of this suspicious bottle here inside your pocket that almost fell out when you tripped. But I couldn't do a clearer inspection on it that time, you see, so I took it back then at the Great Hall when I know I had the chance."
"So behind those cuddles, not only you make me do it to fool Pansy and the others, but also to take something that belongs to me without my permission over your congenial thirst of knowledge and selfishness?"
You replied nonchalantly but in the same time, releasing your anger out a bit by forming a piercing glare to Draco.
"You should be obliged. I saved you your first kiss with the floor."
"You're really annoying."
"But one could only know to be extremely mindful with this hazardous concoction around." He raises the bottle up to his nose to the point he could directly sniff it. Sam, who sat quiet on the couch beside you looked somewhat concerned and finally let out some words. "Just get this done with, Malfoy. It's not yours - give it back."
"Shut up, Filia, it's none of your business. You don't even have any bloody clue what this is," He spat, leaving her mute and narrowed his eyes back to you all unsatisfied.
"Now it's my turn to ask. How did you get this?"
"I.."
..think of a reason, Vallerie, think of a reason.. you anxiously said to yourself inwardly as you try to find a good excuse. Fail, and you're screwed.
"Snape ordered me to make it."
Risky reason, Vallerie, risky..
"Really." Draco replied skeptically, as if he's holding suspicion.
"..now give it back. Malfoul."
"Not after you told everything to Filia, Cramped."
So he was indeed standing right there behind you two from the start, picking every bits of your conversation! Such a wily person to associate. You concluded you need to decrease that ear (and possibly nose) size of his' by using the Reducio spell later.
Then it hit you.
"Disillusionment charm?"
"Mmhm."
"Well? You're gonna tell my parents off aren't you? Go ahead, at least it'll bring all these stage shows up to an end. Like they're gonna kill me anyway if they know I broke a mere amphora. Risking my save for a year, sure, but compared to this I'd let it."
"..what makes you think Filia's worth to tell secrets to anyway?"
"I just know I can trust her."
"Huh,"
He seemed a bit surprised by you stating that. He gave a questioning look to Samantha, which sort of made you do the same, then he throws the potion up and down as if it was some kind of coin to play around with.
"..What?" Samantha frowns upon knowing she's been made a sightseeing object.
Draco stood up condescendingly. "Fine. She seems to be intel enough to know secrets aren't supposed to be blurted out. Unlike someone." He added mockingly.
"I did because I know I'm not blurting it out to the wrong person. Now seriously, give the potion back right now, I don't want to get candies from Snape."
"But speaking of which," Sam droned, "what kind of potion is that?"
Instead of letting you to answer ..or perhaps to lie, that Draco just know your habit; he levitates the bottle to Sam's lap to let her figure out the answer herself. Takes less than four seconds for her to raise her eyebrows to you all weirded out.
"And why does Snape ever need this?
Don't tell me Love Potion is in our next task."
"Let's ..just hope it's not." You ambiguously replied.
You sticked your hand out, but before Sam could even hand the potion to you, the bottle levitates back to Draco.
"This potion stays with me," He says all proud like he even know what you're gonna use it for.
"..oh, please done with it already."
"You said Snape ordered you to make this, right?
Sooo I'll give this to him-"
"I have two feet and a pair of perfectly working hand which I can abuse whenever I want. Therefore I can give it to him myself, Malfoy, thanks for your offer."
"No, it's not an offer, Cranindor,"
"Then sorry, no wish granted. Give it back."
"..nor it is a wish. I'll be the one who give this to Snape, no matter what."
"What's the nub, seriously?! I'm the one he ordered, so you don't have anything to gloze!" Your voice rosed up in annoyance.
"Look, if this is really his order, then you shouldn't be so worried! I'm just as good as any other Slytherins - even better than the rest if you ask him yourself."
"I don't find that plausible still, like at all."
"Really, he favors me as his pupil - what do you know about while you're still new here yourself. Get off,"
..did he spot a smell of deceit in your words? He seemed so excited all of a sudden.
"..and save it." He saw you open your mouth and immediately stops you from talking. "No one would want to go out with you if you talk too much."
"You never listen. And you talk more than I do."
"I don't. Unless I feel a need of it. Now quit reaching your hand to the potion, you know there's no use. I'm gonna go find Snape now."
You grunted in complain, even more tempted to give his face a good punch. What's making him so stubborn? You haven't even planned to use the potion for anything yet! It's not like you're gonna use it for something bad yourself, you're not as immoral as this little prick.
You tried to reach the bottle from his left hand again, but then he pulled out his wand with another after you failed to fetch the potion back on your second try.
"What, wanna settle this with a duel?"
..and did the Imperius curse on you like you're some kind of marionette.
"Hey!!" You screeched indignantly. "What do you think you're doing?!"
"Practicing the spell that Moody Man taught today,"
You ought to pull your wand as well to cast back a spell, but you can't. Every part of your body is under his wand's bidding. "This is unfair!!"
"Weird. I think this spell could bind you mind and body. Turns out it wasn't that powerful."
"Vallerie!"
Sam tries to help you by holding your hand tight because the spell seems to be forcefully pulling you off her.
"Draco Malfoy! Stop this at once, let me- DRACO!"
Then as he tries to control the movement of his springy wand, your body follows around maniacally wherever its tip points to, after Sam had lost you. One swing, he almost made you crash into one of the walls. Another made your waist hit a table. And the last swing of his wand directs to his back, making you slide to front, to where he stands. You closed your eyes, afraid of smacking onto him again for the countless times.
But as you close your eyes, you feel something soft and warm lands on your lips. Your eyes immediately shot open.
"Oh my gosh. OH. MY. GOSH. YOU SEE THAT??"
A series of high-pitched shrieks blare throughout the common room and corridors like a sudden blow. Your hair feels like its frizzling furiously as you know from whose throats those shrills are coming from.
The fangirls.
You gasped as the thing that just hits your mouth lets you off. That charming smile is back re-plastered on the blonde's face, all blissful and confident.
"..back to act, girlfriend." Draco whispers genially to your right ears. Then puts his wand back to his robe, closing the curse as he trails off to the stairs with the love potion, a bit in a hurry.
A somewhat comforting warmth spreads on your lower lip's surface. You trembled.
"..Sam?"
"You little.. Draco just kissed you!!"
"-Draco just what..??!"
"Oh my goodness, Cranindor!!" The flock of girls quickly trotted to you, their faces were all showing the same mixture of shock and excitement.
"Oh , here we go again." Sam rolled her eyes.
"Look, he-"
"My gosh, how I'm heartbroken, but that is really sweet, dear!"
"How did you make him do that? We want to know too, you're sooo lucky!"
You eyed to the stairs that lead to the boy's dorm, thinking to chase that arrogant guy and force him to give you back the potion ..but he's already gone, and you barely could even move an inch; you're caged by this gang of girls. Perfect.
As you tried to calm the rush, you tried to move around and reach the stairs. Luckily your lovely Sam is there to save your night again by pulling up a graceful excuse of you having a period and you really need to take care of it quick. Though sadly some of them still follow you upstairs until you reached your dorm room. You quickly put up a spell of Alohomora to lock the door from inside.
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Story: Resistance is Futile
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