You had potion class next with Barty, Barty was obsessed with you. You had no idea of course, you liked him.. maybe more than a friend but so what.. a lot of girls did. You had no idea he was so obsessed with you.

You two sat together in potion class, he liked when he did something wrong, purposefully mind, and you would gently guide him into the right direction or tell him off.

He looked forward to potion class every day because of this.

He walked into the class, to see you, sat on your usual table. Alone waiting for your potion partner, him, to “help” you with whatever type of concoction you were brewing up today.

He smiled and sat down next to you, flashing you a smile.