Rare Pairs and Rewrites

Hestia smiled as she added the freshly chopped knotgrass. “We’re going to use this potion to cause some…distress among the third year Hufflepuff girls.”

“They’ve been a bit too…Puffy,” Flora added. “We need to make them more…”

“Huffy,” Hestia finished. A puff of green smoke wafted up from the cauldron as if to punctuate her statement.

The dark clouds in the distance seemed to move closer.

Another deep inhale of smoke.

A brief thought about acquiring an actual pipe instead of using a paper joint.

The sun dipped lower in the sky, the summer rays still bright at seven o’clock.

The dark clouds never left his Sight.

Blaise’s evening routine was proceeding just fine until Harry Potter disturbed it; red-faced, sweaty, and shouting a bunch of curses as he waved his wand around carelessly.

“How’d you do it, Harry?” Fred asked.

“Do what?” He asked, between bites of eggs.

“Get your name in the Goblet,” George clarified.

Harry shook his head. “Wasn’t me.”

“Yeah, yeah, alright,” George complained.

Fred continued the thought, “Don’t tell us then.”

“And consider us impressed,” George tacked on.

Harry sighed as the twins finally left him alone. Unfortunately, they would not be the last of his woes today.

Angry at the world, Harry storms up to the Astronomy Tower and happens upon Blaise Zabini. Through their shared desire to seek solitude, the two form an unlikely friendship that alters the course of history.

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