She hesitated outside the Prefect’s Bathroom. He was in there. She wanted to turn away, keep walking, meet with Arthur in the Common Room… but something in her tugged her to the bathroom. A shared look this morning, a brush of fingers in Potions. He was always subtle when he was trying to get something from her.

She hated how he didn’t even have to try hard to get her where he wanted her.

She hated him. He hated her, she was very sure of it. But… that elegance. That danger. That tongue…

She opened the door and stepped inside.

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