From down below, Steph could distinctly hear the smooth, sardonic tones of the Potion’s Master. “To bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses,” he pronounced so seductively.
Steph assumed that her ears were deceiving her, but when she looked to her fellow housemates, she realised that they too had their ears pricked and mouth’s agape with horror.
“We’ve been discovered,” Slian confessed.
“Now we need to get back to the Common Room without anybody seeing us. But how?” Lys asked, getting a little flustered.
“Actually, you won’t be going anywhere,” a confident, daunting voice spoke behind them. They each turned, dreading what they would discover, but were only greeted by Tina, who had a smug smile on her face.
Perplexed, Lys stammered, “B-But…”
“It isn’t the Potion Master down there. I do believe that the voice you hear is my ringtone,” she said. She didn’t blush. There really was nothing unusual about having Snape’s beautiful voice being played to her whenever someone less worthy was trying to get in touch.
“I thought Muggle devices don’t work,” Slian objected, sceptical.
“Actually these do. Dumbledore only likes to think we can’t use our mobiles so that classes don’t get interrupted by them,” spoke another voice, this one distinctly British (apparently) and slightly irritating. Laura ascended the stairs to greet her classmates; she turned to Tina and smiled cheekily. “Hubby called again. I made my best attempt at flirting with him seeing as every bloke who I flirt with ends up turning gay soon after.”
“Laura, what would I do without you? That should keep him away from me until our wonderful plan is completed,” Tina beamed. She then grabbed her mobile phone, selected her ringtone and listened to it again.
Slian turned to Steph, Delaney and Lys with a worried expression on her face. “From what Laura has just unwittingly confessed, it may not be safe for us to have her on our team. I mean, her flirting really is bad.”
Two nodded, but Delaney was a little appalled. “But… we can’t ditch her!”
“Actually, we can,” Steph said decisively. She then turned to Laura with a panic-stricken look on her face. “We forgot the Aniseed Balls!”
“What?” Tina exclaimed. “I swear you picked them up. I told you to pick them up.”
“Could you please fetch them for us, Lore?” Lys asked, pleadingly. “They are crucial, and the last thing we want is Maeve to accidentally eat one of the contaminated ones.”
Feeling like the first-prize doormat, Laura skulked off in the direction of the Common Room. A little paranoid at her sudden dismissal, she turned back and asked, “You will be here when I get back, right?”