This was not how he had planned it to play out. He had pictured himself being able to withstand the potion. But this was the opposite! He tried to focus on thoughts that didn't make him feel guilty but that only resulted in feeling guilty about not thinking about them...was that even possible!?

The young Gryffindor breathed in and out slowly, trying to calm himself down. He wondered how Zander had felt because it was Obvious that he had it worse. ......oh who was he kidding? They were both cry-babies!

And then Zander encouraged him. He didn't laugh at him, didn't leave or called for other students to come watch him break down even after he had thrown the plastic cup at him. And for the first time ever he felt like he had made a friend. Which made him feel guilty again because who in their right mind wanted to be friends with him?! No..no he was a strong Gryffindor! He could do this!

Listening to Zander's voice, Kevin nodded his head and kept repeating the words in his mind. 'It's just the potion. You're stronger than that, you can do it!' Slowly but surely, he started to feel like he got control of the guilty emotions and stood up from the ground. "I-i'm okay" he mumbled as he stared at the ground. "I hate that man for telling us to drink this, i bet he's all smug in his stupid office right now"

Kevin suddenly grabbed his wand and pointed it at Zander. "If you tell anyone about this, i'll hex you , got that?" he said in his usual threatening voice while he was wiping his tear-stained cheeks. Then he lowered his wand, put it back in his wrist holster and bit his lower lip. "S-sorry about that, it's a habit..." Seemed like the guilt potion hadn't worked out completely yet.