Hermione felt her head spinning like crazy as her body practically froze in the awkward situation. Her boyfriend, lover, life-partner, saw her kiss another man. Of course, she didn’t kiss another man…the other guy just kissed her. It didn’t mean the same thing, but apparently that’s not how Harry saw it.
“We got each other, love.” Viktor whispered as he watched Hermione’s gaze fall on where Harry left.
Hermione gaped at Viktor for a second before regaining her mind again. She shoved him away, hard. He looked at her in confusion.
He approached her once again, but this time, Hermione made a grab for the cauldron with the reverse potion for the love potion and hurled it at Viktor. From his head down he was covered in green goop. Hermione ran out of the shop, trying to spot Harry.
It didn’t take long since Harry didn’t go far. She spotted him seated inside a restaurant, beside a window, pulling off petals on the roses that were placed in a vase on the table.
Hermione walked in and sighed deeply. How was she going to explain herself? Of course she knew what had really happened to Viktor, but if she accused Cho and made herself seem right, then it was just going to make Harry even more mad. She had to tell Harry the truth and hope that he could forgive her. After all, he loved her.
Harry took a quick glance at Hermione approaching him. He pulled off the last petal from the rose and faced his attention back outside. Hermione hesitantly took a seat across from him.
“Harry…I—I’ve come to tell you---“ Hermione started nervously, but was cut off.
“You’ve come to tell me that you’ve found someone else? Is that it?” Harry replied bluntly, his eyes not leaving the window.
“No! I would never!” Hermione exclaimed. “What really happened is---“
“What really happened is that you couldn’t tell me so you went behind my back instead?”
“Harry, you don’t understand!” Hermione replied, noticing Harry’s anger rise.
“Really?” Harry asked, his voice growing louder. “Then make me understand Hermione! Because we all know you’re the smart one! You would know what to make of a situation!”
Hermione felt a tear come to her eyes, but quickly brushed it away. She expected him to be mad, but not this mad. “I was with Viktor, but he was given a love potion. I think that he might have met up with Ch—“
“Cho? Not this again, Hermione.” Harry scoffed. “Every time something goes wrong, you blame Cho. I don’t know what you have against her. She’s out of our lives! Yet you keep worrying about her!” Harry stood up now.
Hermione rose to her feet as well, but only to find Harry, once again, stomp out of the restaurant. Hermione raced after him.
“Harry!” She pleaded. “Please! Wait!”
Harry quickened his pace until he hit a dead end alley. He cursed and turned around to find Hermione blocking his way.
“Harry, please listen to me. I came here to make a reverse potion. I couldn’t find you at camp so I came here to put an end to Viktor’s love rampage.” She spoke so fast that Harry’s expression actually loosened up a little. She was breathing heavily from running after him. “You have to believe me. Please.”
Harry’s eyes narrowed at her suspiciously. “And what if I don’t?”
“Then you don’t know the whole story.” A man’s voice spoke from behind them. It was Viktor Krum. His clothes were still covered in greenish goop, but his face and hair were fairly clean.
Harry glared at him. “What do you want?”
“I’m here to tell you that Hermione is telling the truth.”
Harry stared at him and so did Hermione. Was it possible that the reverse potion actually took effect and relieved Viktor?
When Harry and Hermione remained speechless, Viktor continued.
“You see, I came here to see the Qudditch Cup, but I ran into a young Asian woman at the entrance. She told me her name was Cho Chang.” He stopped and watched Harry’s face loosen up some more. He continued. “We talked a while since she mentioned she knew you two. A few seconds later, she told me to wait for her as she used the woman’s room. When she was back, she offered me some soft chewy candy. It wasn’t long when she left and the Qudditch Cup was already over. That’s when I—“
“That’s when you saw me.” Hermione finished for Viktor, remembering the last time she saw Cho Chang.
“Yes. After seeing you again, my heart leaped with joy. I couldn’t help, but to make you my own. I went crazy.” Viktor shook his head embarrassingly. “Hermione brought me here to make a reverse potion.”
“But that still doesn’t explain the kiss.” Harry said his voice stern.
Hermione didn’t know what to say. She gave Viktor the potion, but he kissed her right after it. She didn’t understand how the potion worked now and it didn’t then.
“I can explain that.” Viktor said, tugging on his robes. “Hermione fed me the reverse potion, but it didn’t work. That’s when I kissed her when she was caught off guard.”
Harry took in this information, but still didn’t look convinced.
“But…why are you feeling better now and nothing happened then?” Hermione asked curiously.
“That’s because in the process of creating the potion, you forgot the smallest ingredient that makes it a drinking potion: Bubbles’ Juice.”
Hermione slapped herself on her forehead. ‘How could I forget?’
“So that’s why it didn’t work that time, but why now?” Harry asked, his eyebrow rising.
“That’s because I spilled it on him!” Hermione claimed her eyes wide in remembrance. “Of course! Without Bubbles’ Juice, the formula is spill proof.”
“What?” Harry asked, confused now, rather than annoyed.
“Bubbles’ Juice,” Hermione explained, her excitement getting the best of her, “Is a special ingredient in almost any potion that makes it a drinking potion. Without it, the potion won’t work by drinking it, but rather by physical body contact.”
Viktor smiled and nodded his head. Harry watched them closely and finally sighed.
“Everything that happened up to this point Harry was intentionally done by another person.” Viktor explained. “Hermione didn’t have anything to do with it.”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” Harry smiled lightly at Hermione. “I’m sorry for accusing you like that Mione. I guess…I just got jealous.”
Hermione blushed slightly, but smiled back.
“Can you forgive me?”
“I could never be mad at you Harry.” Hermione whispered. They embraced each other as Viktor watched them.
Harry pulled away slightly, confused once more. “Hey, wait…I thought the person who is given the love potion falls in love with the person who gave it to them.”
Viktor’s smile turned into a frown. “I know, but that Miss Chang is a devious woman from what happened in this situation. She must have added something to make it only work when I saw Hermione.”
“Yeah. Something like that.” Harry nodded his head and forced his attention back on Hermione. He kissed her nose softly.
Viktor stared at them for a second before heading on his way. He sighed deeply, while wiping a tear that ran down his eye.
“Yeah, I’ll meet up with you later.” Luna said, heading outside the tent, waving to her future husband.
She walked over the bridge on top of the river, to the other side of the forest, where some teenagers were celebrating by goofing off.
Someone tapped her on her shoulder, making her jump.
“Cho?” Luna asked, placing a hand on her heart from popping out.
“Luna, we need to talk.” Cho said sternly, pointing her finger to the furthest direction of the forest, away from all the noise and chatter.
Luna slightly hesitated, but placed a firm hand on her wand before following Cho from behind.
Tonks let out a hearty laugh, holding her side. “Merlin, Ron!” She choked. “I think you’ve been spending too much time at your brothers’ joke shop!”
Ron took a small bow and seated himself on his chair. “Well, I am a Weasley. And Weasleys are known for their humor and jokes.”
“I’m sure they are.” Remus replied, laughing.
“Oh, my goodness!” Tonks exclaimed, glancing at her watch. “Look at the time! Remus, we’re going to be late.”
Remus checked his watch as well, his expression turning serious. “Oh, right. I almost forgot about that.”
Ron looked between the couple. “Is something wrong?”
“We have a meeting to attend at dusk. We better leave while there’s still light.” Remus said, slipping his robe on.
“Oh, well…I hope we can get together again soon.” Ron said. “I’m sure that’s what Harry and Hermione would want. And I know Luna would definitely want you guys over some time.”
“Oh! You just reminded me Ron!” Tonks exclaimed, reaching into her robes’ pocket. “My birthday is next week. I’m having a small get-together. I was going to send in the invitation, but this way is better.” She handed Ron two purple envelopes with engravings that read ‘Invitation’. “Can you give Harry and Hermione theirs, too?”
Ron nodded his head. “Sure. Of course.”
“Thanks.” She replied. She gave Ron a quick hug and with a wave from her and Remus, they were gone.
“Cho, you’ve been pacing like that forever!” Luna said, exaggerated. “What do you want to talk about already?”
Cho stopped in front of Luna and watched her carefully as if trying to inspect her. Her eyes fell on the pink flowery bracelet.
Luna followed her gaze and gulped. “What? What is it?”
Cho remained silent for a second as she eyed the bracelet on Luna’s wrist. “Nothing.”
Luna reliving sighed, and folded her arms across her chest. She watched Cho continue pacing.
“Tell me something Luna.” Cho said her voice as serious as her expression.
“W-what?” Luna replied, her voice slightly shaking.
“Why didn’t you invite me to the Cup with you and the gang?”
“What? What are you talking about?” Luna gripped her wand in her pocket.
“The beach!” Cho continued, her voice echoing. “You invited me to the beach, remember?!” She nearly screamed. “Why didn’t you invite me to the match with you?!”
She stood over Luna now, her eyes wide in anger.
“I don’t understand Luna! Why?” Cho’s eyes never left Luna, who was starting to fright.
“I gave you that bracelet! You were supposed to do everything I wanted! Why didn’t you invite me, huh?!” Cho grabbed Luna’s arm and squeezed it. Luna winced at the pain.
“Let go Cho!” She screamed, but Cho gripped harder.
“Tell me Luna!” She demanded her voice loud and frightening.
Luna’s eyes welled up in tears and Cho finally let her go, tossing her to the floor. Her face lit up. Luna was never more scared.
“It’s a fake, isn’t it?” Cho asked her voice somewhat calm. “Granger knows.” She glared down at Luna. “And so do you.”
Luna blinked back the tears that wanted to escape her eyes.
“That mudblood outsmarted me.” Cho whispered, her eyes wandering. Luna tried to crawl out of there, but Cho spotted her. “I’m not going to be made a fool of!” She yelled, her voice echoing again. She grabbed Luna by the hair, which made her scream. “You’re dead, Lovegood. You’re dead.”
She slammed her face into the dirt and walked a few steps away before turning back around, with her wand pointing at Luna.
“You pathetic, weak, mudblood lover.” Cho spat nastily at Luna.
Luna rose to her feet, wiping the blood that spilled from her nose. She glared at Cho, taking her wand out.
“Want a fight, eh?” Cho asked mockingly. “Fine then. At least I can practice on you what I want to do to Granger.”
“Go to hell.” Luna said, spitting blood on the floor.
“Oh, I intend to.”
Luna and Cho narrowed their eyes at each other before…
“Locomotor Mortis!” Cho shouted. Luna tried to dodge it, but failed. Her legs were stuck to the floor. Cho smirked. “Don’t think about leaving Luna.” She laughed. Cho was prepared to make her next attack, but Luna was also ready.
“Stupefy!” Both women yelled at the same time. Unfortunately for them, they were both knocked out cold.
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