MmeMalkin

Harry is serving Potions detention, alone together with a certain, long-time rival – “Here we are, face to face across the cauldron. This potion tasted bittersweet, but not bad; I’ve certainly tasted worse. But it burns as it starts to work. I think you know by now it’s not the one that Snape assigned. I slipped in my own secret ingredient before it was ladled it out, so there’s no going back. There will be truth between us.” (R for mature themes and mild slash)