𝑹𝒐𝒏 𝑾𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒚'𝒔 𝑻𝒘𝒊𝒏 𝑺𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 ⋆ Harry Potter x OC

•𝑺𝑰𝑿𝑻𝑯 𝒀𝑬𝑨𝑹• 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 14

Charlotte led Ron into the room and he looked around in curiousness, Slughorn walked over to a case and opened it whilst speaking.

"I'd have thought you could whip up a remedy for this in no time, Harry."

Ron let go of his twin's hand and scooted closer to Slughorn as Harry replied back.

"Well, I thought this called for a more practiced hand, sir."

Charlotte slapped her hand over her mouth when Ron hugged Slughorn and flirted.

"Hello, darling, fancy a drink?"

Slughorn looked at Lottie with a face that said "get him off me" before responding to Harry.

"Perhaps you're right."

Harry and Charlotte softly grabbed Ron and led him over to the sofa, Harry spoke whilst doing so.

"I'm sorry, by the way, professor, about earlier today, our misunderstanding."

They pushed Ron down and Charlotte listened in on what Slughorn replied with.

"Oh, not at all, all water under the bridge, you know? Correct?"

Lottie looked away from Ron for about 10 seconds and he managed to get off the sofa, walk over to a new one and fall behind it. She face-palmed and her and Harry got him up and pushed him down properly this time. She shook her head at the grinning lunatic.

Harry stood besides Charlotte as Slughorn walked over to them and muttered whilst handing Ron a drink.

"There you are, old boy, bottoms up."

Ron held the glass in his hand and asked in confusion.

"What's this?"

Slughorn replied.

"Tonic for the nerves."

Ron smiled before taking a sip of the drink, he let out a nervous laugh before blinking rapidly and asking Harry and Lottie.

"What happened to me?"

Harry answered.

"Love potion."

He asked again.

"From who?"

Charlotte answered this time.

"Romilda Vane."

Ron's eyebrows furrowed and he stayed silent, Slughorn grabbed the glass out of Ron's hand and stated.

"A bloody strong one at that."

Slughorn placed it on the table and Charlotte heard Ron mumble to himself.

"I feel really bad."

She sighed and patted his shoulder in comfort as Slughorn spoke again as he rattled through his collection of beverages.

"You need a pick-me-up, boy, I've got Butterbeer, wine, dazzling oak-matured mead, I had other intentions for this, but I think, given the circumstances.."

They watched as he poured a liquid into 4 glasses, he then walked back over to them and handed them the drinks. They politely took the cups and Charlotte swirled it around, wondering what it is. She missed the small conversation between Harry and Slughorn, but was alert when Ron took a sip of his drink and suddenly fell to the ground in a flump.

She looked down at him and dropped her glass when he began seizing and foaming at the mouth. Charlotte exclaimed as she fell to her knees in panic.

"Ron!"

She placed her finger on his chin and lifted his head so his oesophagus had air to breathe properly, she then looked at Harry as he sprinted to the case and rummaged through it, before getting out a bezoar and shoving it into Ron's mouth, they muttered to Ron in unison.