Slytherin Lovers
04

Irene again groaned because of the task she got from astronomy lessons. If the points are not high, he will definitely get more tasks. Bianca looked at Irene in surprise. “Stop complaining and start learning something.”

Irene looked up at Bianca then snorted. “Easy if say it without any effort.”

“Well, that's you know yourself.”

Bianca turned to Evelyn who had been silent. “Do you want lunch with us, Lyn?” bianca asked Avalee, putting her books in a backpack.

“Of course.”

The three girls walked out of the astronomy class and stepped into the corridor. They start discussing Christmas holidays.

“Miss Potter?”

Evelyn turned her body when she heard someone call her name. He was surprised to find a platinum-coated man in a green uniform calling his name.

Sean.

The man leaned against the wall of the corridor, clutching a bundle of purple flowers. I'm sure it's a lavender flower. Sean approached Evelyn and ignored the shocked gazes of Bianca and Irene glancing at each other.

Evelyn gulped her saliva, she began to feel the tiny butterflies start flying in her stomach as Sean approached her. The man's lips smiled faintly.

Whether there was any wind, he held out a bouquet of lavender flowers.

Evelyn froze and he carefully picked up the flower looking at Sean with a sharp look. Irene and Bianca feel the two had a bad relationship during their time at hogwarts.

Potter and Malfoy never spoke to each other except for Professor Slughorn's potion class.

“Hmm, Thank you Mr. Malfoy.” Evelyn said softly, trying to ignore the fact that Sean was actually looking at her.

“Quite call me, Sean.”

The girl nodded. “Sean. Yeah, thank you.”

Evelyn was eager to shout that this must be wrong. What if the whole hogwarts knows and what if the whole family knows. He did not dare to imagine what would happen to him, if his uncle and his three brothers knew.

He recalled that his older brother Albus often told him that he was upset with a man named Scorpius, the older brother of Sean Malfoy.

Why didn't the man hand the lavender flowers to Bianca or Irene. Why must he be himself?

“I think we should forget the stupid news about the daily prophet. I admit that you're just as smart as me.” Sean said, as if he understood the question raging in Evelyn's mind.

Evelyn nodded. “I've forgotten him,” he smiled. “Ah, once again thanks for the flowers.” Evelyn.

Evelyn turned around and left Sean. Bianca and Irene, who had been sculpting, started to follow her friend.

“Bi, can you slap me?”

Before long Sean frowned slightly at Avalee who suddenly slapped Russell before leaving the corridor.

“Aw! Pain.” Irene complained of holding onto her flushed cheeks.

Bianca smiled mischievously. “You yourself asked for it.”

“Means we're not dreaming right?” Irene clarified her question making Bianca nod.

“I think so.”

“Lyn.” Bianca hissing. “What's with you two?”

Irene nodded. “She gave you flowers and you just left her.”

“This is the first time I've seen Sean Malfoy approach a girl and give her flowers.” Bianca voiced her thoughts. “Did he like you?”

“I? I dont know. I'm not interested in him.” Evelyn said firmly.

“Why not?” Irene exclaimed with a loud voice.

“He's quite handsome,” Evelyn glares. “But he looks arrogant, haughty, arrogant and pretentious in power. It wouldn't be nice to like a guy like him.”

“Malfoy as always.” Bianca rolled her eyes.

“But I think he's starting to get interested in you. Comeon! Since the first year you've always been competing not even giving a gap for Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff's kids to compete except for Wendy when you're both in trouble.” Obviously Irene.

Evelyn smiled and shook her head. He took a stick from his robe and pointed his wand at the lavender Sean gave him. The eyes of Bianca and Irene successfully widened when Evelyn cast a spell that just eliminated the lavender.

“You're creepy, Lyn.” Bianca said that made the girl laugh.

***

He's rejected.

That has never happened to Sean Draco Malfoy. Not that he's trying too hard to get a girl. But, that was tantamount to humiliation for a Malfoy.

It made him angry and wanted revenge. No one.

There ain't!

No one said no to Sean Draco Malfoy.

Basically that's what the youngest Potter did to him. He had handed the flower over as a form of peace. But, Sean also had no regrets that he had underestimated the girl.

Now, as Sean sits at Slytherin's table with his friends for lunch, he sees her sitting with the other Gryffindor girls. Well, Miss Russell and Miss Avalee.

Among them there was not a single smell of lavender flowers including the girl sitting in the middle. Evely. Sean thought about whether the girl threw it away or threw it somewhere he didn't know.

But it doesn't matter, the most important thing is that he refused his gift which means rejecting Sean Malfoy.

Sean needs a new tactic.

***

Sometimes if Evelyn plays to Hagrid's place, the big man always tells how his father, mother, uncle and aunt were when he was young. He did not even think that his father, uncle and aunt were best friends nicknamed the golden trio.

Feeling that it was night, he said goodbye to Hagrid and returned to his dorm. He's getting sleepy. Evelyn walked out into the second-floor corridor and towards the spiral staircase at the corner. He began to slow down his steps so as not to be caught.

However, his steps came to a halt when he saw the man there. Down the stairs with his cane. Sean Draco Malfoy is on patrol.

Lately it's been really shit.

He forgets Sean is one of Slytherin's prefects.

“Miss Potter,” call him in a hoarse voice like holding something back. Is he angry? “Maybe you forgot that curfew until nine. You're not supposed to be walking down the corridor.”

Sean looked at her with suspicion.

Hey, he's just walking in the curfew doesn't mean Evelyn's intent on stealing.

“I know the curfew. But, I didn't mean it because I had to take care of something with Hagrid. So please don't report me. It's an accident.” Evidently Evelyn with a face that was parched.

Sean cleared his throat by bringing his fist to his lips. “A mistake. Sure do. Do I need to take you to really get back to Gryffindor House?”

Evelyn widened her eyes. Sean's question was heard that he was being accused.

“I know the way.” Evelyn replied quickly. “Thanks.”

Evelyn was still staring at Malfoy who was blocking her path. “I'll go, good night Mr. Malfoy.”

“Sean.” The man confirmed the word Evelyn as he did while giving Lavender flowers in the corridor. For a moment Evelyn was convinced that Sean was looking at her sharply because of the lavender flowers she had disappeared from.

“I-hmm-I'm sorry for my behavior in the corridor.” Sean grinned to make Evelyn freeze. “I'm not supposed to remove your lavender.”

Nervous.

Is correct.

Evelyn was nervous like she was guilty of spilling her chocolate milk when she was five. He still remembers the fear of getting angry from his mother.

Sean's pounding. It was comforting to see Evelyn's nervous behavior. “Well, I honestly never gave a gift even though it would end in rejection, Miss Potter.”

“Evelyn.” Evelyn Correction. It would be very disrespectful if the man in front of him wanted to be called by his first name and he did not do the same.

“Alright, I'm sorry.” Nervous, Evelyn decides to keep going through the stairs and Sean is alone.

Malfoy, ah no. Sean was silent for a while before the Slytherin prefect nodded. “Bye, Sean. Thank you for the gift.”

Evelyn turned back around before Sean blocked her arm. Sean cornered him between the wall and his body. Evelyn nearly stopped her breathing as Sean stared at her sharply.

“Actually what are you doing?”

“Excuse me?” Evelyn asked not understanding. I don't know what feelings are starting to creep into him, which is clear he can feel a terrible air emanating from the man's gaze. “I don't understand what you mean, Mr. Malfoy. I don't even want the daily prophet to always talk nonsense about the competition that brought the parents' past-“

“Not that I mean.” Sean shakes. He looked into Evelyn's eyes sharply, as if he could punch a hole in the pretty girl's eyes. “Why do I smell you in Amortentia.”

Evelyn widened her eyes, almost shouting and brandishing her staff if she could not remember Sean cornered her.

“I swear that I don't understand what you mean.” Evelyn shook her head hoping that the man believed. But Sean's not his name, if he let go easily.

He can still remember that Sean was attracted to a wide variety of black magic like the one his father had defeated. The grip on her arm tightened making Evelyn frown to endure the pain. “Please, let me go.”

Sean unleashed. However, not with the gaze that still intimidated him. Evelyn is convinced that Malfoy's question seems to accuse her of giving the man a love potion.

‘Inhaling my scent?’ Evelyn was still speechless looking at Sean who was waiting for an answer from her.

But if he inhales his scent, why did Sean lie while in Professor Slughorn's class. Ah, he just learned the fact that the man did not like to be known one of his weaknesses.

Wait, does that mean Evelyn's a threat to him?

Evelyn looked at Sean with fear. “You told the old man that you smelled honey, lemon and wood,” Sean reminded him. “You lied! Tell me what you kissed?”

“A-I don't lie.” Evelyn felt her world collapse. Goddamnit! Had Albus been here, he was sure his beloved brother would have gladly cast a curse on Sean.

“A-I'm not lying, Sean. I do smell honey, lemon and wood because I love the smell.”

Sean looked at him more and more sharply. “You lied.” Hisses. Out of nowhere Sean pointed his wand at Evelyn's neck. “So tell the truth. Evelyn.”

Evelyn tried not to let out her tears even though her eyes were already teary when Sean threatened her. The girl closed her eyes and let tears down her cheeks.

The youngest Malfoy just grinned at the helpless Evelyn before him. He liked the girl's expression of fear. “Say!”

Evelyn vibrated. “Ka-you.”

Sean was flabbergasted at Evelyn's reply. “What?” her eyes flickered looking at Evelyn who was silent looking at him. “What do you mean?”

“I smell you. Smell of apples, mint leaves and lavender.” Sean remained silent. True, he smelled Lavender because his mother planted lavender flowers in the manor. An apple? He always liked apples that were green, of course.

He is Slytherin. There is no Slytherin student who does not like green.

Sean lowered his magic wand, the man looked at Evelyn curiously. “Can you smell it now?”

Evelyn nodded without answering.

The man did not know what to say, which he was obviously quite surprised. Whether this is the effect of the Amortentia herb or indeed this is another efficacy of the damn herb.

Sean growled to make Evelyn speechless. “I'll be back, Sean. Last night.” Evelyn left Sean still standing looking at her.