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lightofdayeTitle: Excited
Rating: PG
Characters & Pairing: Albus Severus Potter/Alexandria Myles (OFC)
Word Count: 2 x 100
Content: nice!Al, potions class, asking someout, narrative innuendo/sexual humour
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary: Potions is not the best time to ask out your crush.
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hp_nextgen100's Prompt #327: "Wolfsbane", though I only used it in the loosest sense.
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Albus Severus Potter liked potions lessons, it was nothing to do with the subject but because he had it with the Ravenclaws, and with Alexandria Myles.
Alex was the opposite to Al in looks, she was short and had messy ash-blonde hair, and they got along marvelously. Even working at the same cauldron, it took Al half the lesson to ask his question.
"Do you want to go to Hogsmeade with me?"
"I'd love to" Alex said, touching his hand.
The cauldron exploded, a geyser of bubbling white fluid shot up into the air and then rained from the ceiling.
They were shouts and cries of surprise that gave way to laughter.
"Settle down, settle down," said the clipped voice of their teacher.
The potions mistress came over and glanced up at the ceiling, which was still dripping. Then down at Al and Alex. Alex quickly removed her hand.
"Too much Aconite," she said with a sniff. "another zero then potter."
Al thought he'd get off lightly if people would just stop staring at him. Alex was smiling at him though so things weren't that bad.
"Half-ten on Saturday then?" she said and then they set about fixing their potion.
Rating: PG
Characters & Pairing: Albus Severus Potter/Alexandria Myles (OFC)
Word Count: 2 x 100
Content: nice!Al, potions class, asking someout, narrative innuendo/sexual humour
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary: Potions is not the best time to ask out your crush.
A/n: Unbeta'd. Written for
hp_nextgen100's Prompt #327: "Wolfsbane", though I only used it in the loosest sense. - - -
Albus Severus Potter liked potions lessons, it was nothing to do with the subject but because he had it with the Ravenclaws, and with Alexandria Myles.
Alex was the opposite to Al in looks, she was short and had messy ash-blonde hair, and they got along marvelously. Even working at the same cauldron, it took Al half the lesson to ask his question.
"Do you want to go to Hogsmeade with me?"
"I'd love to" Alex said, touching his hand.
The cauldron exploded, a geyser of bubbling white fluid shot up into the air and then rained from the ceiling.
They were shouts and cries of surprise that gave way to laughter.
"Settle down, settle down," said the clipped voice of their teacher.
The potions mistress came over and glanced up at the ceiling, which was still dripping. Then down at Al and Alex. Alex quickly removed her hand.
"Too much Aconite," she said with a sniff. "another zero then potter."
Al thought he'd get off lightly if people would just stop staring at him. Alex was smiling at him though so things weren't that bad.
"Half-ten on Saturday then?" she said and then they set about fixing their potion.
