Romilda had actually slipped Harry a love potion.
The whole affair had the boys in the dormitory laughing themselves silly. How much envy and jealousy lay in that laughter, however, was anyone's guess.
Harry did not mind, though. What Romilda had done was rather out of line, but ultimately, it had not caused any serious consequences.
And, to be fair, brewing and using love potions was not illegal under any wizarding law. So even if Harry wanted to take issue with it, there was little he could do.
Of course, a love potion was hardly likely to work on him anyway.
Just as Ron had noticed something was wrong the moment he smelled it, Harry could also have detected that there was something unusual about the thing before him by its scent alone. Well, unless Qiu was the one who had given him the potion.
But if Qiu had brewed the love potion, it probably would not have had any particular effect either, since Harry was already infatuated with her.
Finally, love potions actually worked on the mind, and with Harry's current mental strength, even Veritaserum had no effect on him, let alone a love potion.
They treated the incident as a joke, and after fooling around together for a while, they set off for Hogsmeade.
Only the boys went this time. Even Lavender, who was always glued to Ron's side, had stayed behind for once, because the lads had agreed early on that today would be a gathering for the boys.
Of course, this was also because Qiu and Hermione both had study sessions that weekend. Surely they could not have Ron be the only one among five boys to bring a girl along?
That would have invited far too much resentment.
After spending the entire morning having a