Professor Slughorn had assigned yet another “in class” potion that week. He’d made a draft of living dead potion that same week and thanks to the half blood prince’s potion book, he was able to successfully brew the potion, thus earning him the vile of liquid luck. Today, they were to brew a boil-cure potion. Hermione, as usual, set right to work. She neatly placed her ingredients next to her cauldron and opened her book to the correct page. Harry observed her best friend. She added the ingredients one by one and every once in a while, a strand of her hair would fall down to her face. She tried to blow it off but her hair would bounce right back. She huffed in what seemed mild irritation and set down her ingredients. Hermione reached into her robe pocket and pulled out two items. One seemed like a black band and the other one was pink. She grabbed as much hair as she could muster and put it in a bun. She then grabbed the black band and tied her hair up. She smiled and a single strand of hair fell to her face. Harry looked away. He had to focus on his potion… Hermione moved, action that made Harry look at her again. She grabbed her pink item that she’d withdrawn from her robe pocket and she grabbed her single strand of hair. She then put it up and clicked the pink item to her hair. She sighed happily, her hair finally out of her face. She then happily resumed her potion. Hmm.. girls. Harry thought. As he began his potion, he noticed that some strands of his raven hair were starting to cover his eyes. Harry blew it off, but it wouldn’t help. He growled in frustration and he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned and he saw Hermione smiling at him. “Is your hair bothering you? Here, let me get that for you.” She said. She reached into her pocket once more and pulled out two of those pink clips. She then reached towards his hair and set to work. Harry frowned, not understanding what she was doing. “There!” She said, moving back and admiring her work. “What did you do, Hermione?” He asked. “I placed hair clips on your hair. You look pretty.” She mused. Harry frowned and he felt himself blush profusely. Hermione crossed her arms and smirked, a faint blush appearing on her face.
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