Rictumsempra
Professor Snape explained the procedure of the new potion they were making in his usual slick voice. As he walked, his feet struck on the stone floor sharply.
Draco sat near the front of the class, picking at the wooden table he sat at. He wished that Snape would finish what he was saying. Sighing inwardly, he looked around for someone to terrorize. His gaze fell upon the innocent Hermione Granger.
Subtly, Draco picked up his wand from the corner of the table and slid it under the surface, making sure to aim correctly. “Rictumsempra,” he whispered.
It seemed as though someone invisible was tickling Hermione. She swiped away the feeling and carried on taking notes. Then it came again. She couldn’t help it.
To everyone’s astonishment, (except Draco’s), Hermione burst out laughing, rocking back and forth in her chair as Professor Snape explained the use of acromantula venom. Ron’s jaw dropped and Harry tried to calm her down.
“Miss Granger, please stop your childishness,” Snape commanded, boring his eyes into hers. She just continued laughing. Draco chuckled. He liked her laugh.
“That’s detention for you, Miss Granger,” the professor informed the laughing student. “Now please step into the hall.”
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