"But my mother..."
"Then I don't know. You'll have to ask your mother yourself. It seems she has always firmly believed that Darren gave you Love Potion.
But more than half the summer has passed. Aunt Worey probably doesn't think that way anymore, right?"
How could Love Potion last that long?
Cassandra wanted to think so too, but her mother had never mentioned it to her.
She sighed.
Then, just a few days later, she heard that the idiot had developed a new antidote and made the front page of the Daily Prophet.
An antidote!
No one had managed to improve one in many years, yet a first-year student—no, a student about to enter his second year—had done it.
Even her father had been paying attention to the matter.
That was when he remembered that Cassandra liked Darren.
"Do you really like him?"
Her father looked at her with an incredulous expression.
Clearly, he shared her mother's view. How could Cassandra possibly like Darren Potter?
If word got out, no one would understand it.
"I know you haven't been affected by Love Potion. I know my own daughter!"
Mr. Worey stood up and said seriously.
Cassandra's eyes reddened slightly.
She had thought she was under the effects of Love Potion too, but she simply liked him this much. What could she do?
"If it had been before, I would never have agreed to this. Even if I were betting on both sides, I would not choose Darren Potter.
You know he is Harry Potter's brother... He could die at any moment. I cannot let my only daughter fall for him.
But... you should thank him for creating that antidote, and for being accepted by Nicolas Flamel as his heir. Perhaps his chances of surviving will be much greater...
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