#i don't wanna feel thin sort of stretched like butter scraped over too much bread

[allianettemie5]

Trick, or dare I say, treat? :D

No matter what anyone could think, Platy wasn’t a rule-breaker. Breaking rules meant getting into all sorts of trouble, which led to experiencing a high amount of stress.

And Platy was a chill guy. He long since abandoned a try-hard playstyle and cared more about having fun with his friends.

However, the situation he got himself into neither was fun nor had his friends by his side.

The potions homework kept him up late — when he wrote the last word in his essay and looked at the clock, it chimed eleven hours. The Common Room was empty, the light of the lamp on his table was the only thing illuminating the room. Quite authentic, if someone were to ask Platy.

He gathered his papers and was about to go up the staircase to the dorms, when something bumped into him, descending from the upper floor, and everything in his hands went flying all over the carpet.

That something was none other than Hermione Granger herself, dressed in a pink bathrobe, her hair even more messy than usual.

“What are you doing up this late?” she demanded from him. “Are you going to go to that ‘duel’ as well?” That sounded more like an accusation than a question.

“Wow, wow, coming in hot, are we?” Platy tried to calm her down. “I was finishing my Potions assignment, that’s all.”

She looked at him skeptically, as if doubting his words, and glanced over at the scroll at her feet. She picked it up — it was, in fact, the scroll that he had been working on for the last three hours.

“If you help me to stop Harry and Ron from going out tonight, I will return this to you in one piece.”

To say that Platy was perplexed was an understatement. “Did you just blackmail me?”

Hermione looked at him with a grin, that in the dim light appeared very much evil.

He took a deep breath, then let it out. “Fine,” he grumbled at her. “If Chilled finds out, I won’t hear the end of it…” he added quietly to himself.

“Who’s Chilled?” Granger asked immediately.

“Don’t worry about it!” Platy blurted in panic.