A week and a half later. I still suspect that the Dumbledore spell will repel all the spells from duels.

It was possible to be honest. Poppy says that this is not fair!

Anyways she was perfectioning her best spell... a very serious an intimidating dark staring. And THAT spell will be the end of half the magical world. No one will ever have a peaceful and happy day after that *Albus Dumbledore drama queen*

Oh, come oooon. So exaggerate. But that will be the true ancient witchcraft.

Minerva sighed because Poppy had been mad at her since the last duel club session, but it wasn't her fault that the Dumbledore spell was so powerful!

Enough boring was win all the duels, even against Filius so nobody wanted to duel with her.

Ask him to cancel the spell.

No! It made her feel special and safe! It is HER spell.

She was... both.

She preferred make a drama and still felt that way. Anyways, Poppy had been mad at her in a completely selfish and inconsiderate way, because she really did nothing wrong and she didn't see why she had to say sorry.

So, they were going to class "together" but without say a word. And they didn't study together since then. It was a problem the firsts days, because Minerva didn't come back to Dumbledore office until he invited her again, to not disturb the investigation, and stopped all her regular tasks with the media, saying everybody that he wouldn't grant again an interview until somebody would do an interesting question.

So, that made her had a lot of free time the last days.

Luckily, Alonna seemed more reasonable, so, she was studying with her and the second grades.

Then, the next chess club meeting come and there she went without saying a word.

Gosh, Poppy, you are harsh! Poppy glanced at her when she entered the room, and just frowned a bit.

They were partners in chess too... but she did not want to be her partner today.

Or maybe she did, if only Minerva went there and said that she was sorry for cheating on the duelling club, just because she didn't like to lose.

Minerva rolled her eyes when saw Poppy going with Filius.

So offended. We need Pomona... they are the ones who usually get mad. But alright, if Minerva does not want to talk with her, we will not talk to her and that's it. Jum!

Minerva didn't matter to talk to her but she wasn't going to say sorry.

She is a cheat!

That isn't cheat!

It is cheating! She was using a professor's magic to win all the duels!

Rolling eyes. I don't know if they knew how was she doing it. I mean... the students.

Ohh... so Minerva was only... winning. Wooooooooonderful. Ugh ugh ugh.

Ok, that made Poppy even angrier but she didn't expect Minerva to say sorry. She only expected that Minerva would stop GLOATING.

Yes, Minerva thinks that is unfair to say that Dumbledore did it to her and not to the others.

Hmm ugh. Poppy's pride was the problem. She had won once, then Minerva was untouchable afterwards. How the hell did she do that? And she didn't want to say... Poppy rolled eyes, a bit sad because... she did not have so many friends, you know.

Even less has Minerva.

"Ehm... F-Filius?"

He looked at her and smiled.

"Would you mind playing today with me?" she whispered.

"Oh, of course... what happened with Minerva?" He smiled a bit anyways.

"She... well... we do not talk anymore" she frowned. "She is insufferable and capable of cheating or whatever she was doing, but it is boring to have her around like... this. She only gloats about how good is she and how awful we are."

"Oooh, it is because that thing of duel club, isn't it?"

"She was angry because of what you told me to do to her, the Petrify spell... and then it is like it is impossible to win her at anything and she gloats about this!"

"It's just a protective spell, a very strong one... but she don't know how to attack properly."

"Well, it is not fair to have a protective spell! Do you know how to do it?"

"No one like... this, and I think that neither does she."

"Then how on earth is she using that spell if she does not know how to do it?"

"Someone else should have done it."

"I know who" Poppy frowned and looked at her.

"Who?"

"Professor Dumbledore."

"What's happening between them?"

"She spends a whole of a lot time with him, I am sure she went there to moan to him after the Petrify day, and then he did that thing to avoid it to happen again."

"Oh... But Professor Dumbledore is not that way usually."

"Isn't he?"

"No, he would teach her something cool and stronger but... She isn't learning anything this way."

"Well, I cannot think of anyone else that could do this for her. She is ALWAYS with him."

"The people say... things." He seemed nervous with that.

"What things?" she looked at him, interested.

"That she spend nights with him, sometimes... the prefects say that she isn't always in her bed." He explained.

"Whaaaaaaaaaat? But... oh, come on!" OMG Minerva.

"It's not me who is saying those things!" Filius raised his hands as innocent.

"I know, but... you have to tell the people that it is not true!" Poppy exclaimed.

"Well, I think is not true, but Minerva isn't the friendliest person and you know... the people always will believe the morbid..." He shrugged.

"I have to talk to her..." Poppy frowned.

"No!" He took her hand to stop her.

"Yes! I mean... she has to... be careful!" She exclaimed, worried.

"Listen, nothing seems guiltier than suddenly stop just because people are talking. The best is let it be until they are bored of the situation because really nothing is happening."

"But she should be aware..." She blinked.

"If you warn her, she will stop abruptly and it will be worse."

Poppy bit her lip.

"Come on, all will be fine, they are doing nothing and everybody will notice sooner or later. People are bored and always invent that kind of things. Here are a lot of rumours like this." He smiled a bit.

"Is there any rumour like that one with me?" She asked, worried.

"With... you? No, you are very discreet and serious. As long I know" He smiled. She blushed "Besides..."

"I try... but that is... besides what?"

"They say that... you like a boy" he was joking... seriously, he had no idea.

"W-What?" She blushed even more and opened her mouth as a fish.

"Oh! It's true! I knew it! This always ALWAYS works! You have to tell me! Who is he? Do I know him? Of course I have to know him, I know everybody!" Filius almost yelled suddenly, so happy.

"Noooo! Shhh! No! It's not... ugh!" She wanted to DIE.

"Oh, come on, come on come oooon! Pleaseee! I won't tell anyone, please, please!" He was almost jumping.

"No one! It is no one" Poppy squeezed eyes.

"Come on! Don't make me guess it or you will regret. I have a very good eye." He smirked without mercy.

"You don't know him!" She yelled a bit desperate.

"So it's someone! You little liaaar" He smiled more and took his chair to get closer to her.

"No... ugh! You are only guessing and making me... ugh! Shut up!" she covered her face with her hands.

"I said I have a very good eye... let's see..." Filius started staring at the people of the room.

"Nooo, Really! You are like... you are not...you are inventing this!" she laughed, hysterical.

"Mmmmm... is he... someone of your grade?" He tilted his head.

"Ugh... no."

"No, of course not, you seem an «older boy type of girl»" he smiled. "Is he a Raven?"

"UGH! Stop! Stop or I will get really really mad!" she was smiling anyway, don't make her tell you!

"Oh, Merlin... at least tell me that he is not Tom Riddle, I will have to go to bewitch him if some other girl says that she likes him." He complained.

"Tom who?" She blinked.

"Forget it! Don't look for him, or maybe you will change your mind!" He laughed a bit.

"I... I don't think so. I am sure he is not that... funny." She smiled a bit.

"Oh! A funny one!" He smirked a little, relieved "That's no problem then, they say that he is so funny as a funeral! Nothing to worry!"

She laughed softly... stupid funny boy!

"You can go and know him then" are you giving her permission as she need it?

"I don't want to, but thank you for your permission." She raised an eyebrow.

He laughed.

"So... are you really not going to tell me?"

"No, I'm not going to tell you!" she blushed. "D-Do you like... someone?"

"Don't change the topic, come on, why not?" Time to him to blush a little.

"D-Do you have a girlfriend?"

"No, not currently."

"Oh... a-and a prospect. I'm sure you have several girls that... ehm..."

"A... prospect?" He laughed a little nervous "Yes I have a queue, didn't you see them in front of my room's door?"

"Oh... really?"

"Well, it's usual when you are cute like this."

"You are not that cute!" She shrieked a bit.

"Oh! Shhh, how dare you?" He put a finger in her mouth "Don't say that or they will realize!"

"Well... it is better if they r-realize. The competition will be less for the ones that may... truly like you" Poppy blushed furiously.

"How I could know?" He blinked.

"E-Ehm... well..."She hesitated.

"Forget it, it's all about the rumours." He rolled eyes.

"What about the rumours? Are there rumours about you?"

"Yes..." He nodded, smiling a bit less.

"What rumours?" She frowned.

"About..." he glanced at her a blushed a little "Maybe you are still too young."

"I'm not! Tell me!"

"It's all because... the size." He squeezed eyes.

"Size? Your... size?" She blinked.

"Yes." He nodded.

"What's the problem with that, I don't mind that! I mean... I wouldn't... in a man."

"No? All the girls say that... the size matters." He looked her in the eye.

"But that's stupid! Why would they matter? Do you matter?" She frowned.

"Oh, Merlin, I'm not going to teach you this!" He complained laughing a bit.

"What's the problem with teaching me why would you matter? It is obvious that you are small, What's the big deal?" She frowned more.

"Because, first of all, they use it to... tease me." He sighed.

"But it's obvious that... Oh, wait."

"What?"

"Are you talking about the size of your penis?" Hello, I'm Poppy ICallEverythingByItsName Pomfrey.

"What the hell!?" He blushed deeply, now and laughed so hard.

"Ohhh! Ugh!" Poppy laughed too, nervously.

"Are you always so direct?" Filius complained.

"I'm... Well... It's how it's called! Do you have a small... that part?"

"If I just have a knut every time someone asks me that..." He smirked, still a bit blushed.

"I'm sorry! I just... actually I don't think it necessarily has something to do, your size with the size of that... area." She tried to explain herself, super nervous because of the topic... And the person talking about it.

"Anyways nobody will know." He shrugged.

"Your girlfriend will know..."

"What? Do you think so?"

"Well eventually, when you have kids, she will have to know. And..."

"Oh, well, but that is like... in a million years!"

She shrugged.

"Well I don't believe in sex only for reproductive purposes" She declared, oh so independent and modern.

"Oh, again! You are really really direct!" He blushed again.

"I'm sorry" She blushed.

"No, no... It's OK, it's OK... I'm just not used to."

"I'm just used to speak that way at home... " she mumbled.

"Why? Do you not believe in subtlety, innuendos and double meanings?"

"I... I'm sorry" she blushed even more. "My parents work in St. Mungos, and they just... Well... talk."

"It's OK, it's OK" he laughed again "I just say that... It could be fun too."

"I'm just going to close my mouth and never talk again."

"Noooo! Don't do that! It would be the worst humanity loses!"

"Don't be so dramatic! I-I... ugh, I will be more careful and add these innuendos to the talk. What I say is that y-you will have to be... happy... at some point, around your... girlfriend"

He laughed again.

"And if you are happy and she does not... notice."

"Why not?"

"Well if you... then you are not small!"

"Am I not?"

"If you are not worried, what's the matter?"

"Wait... did you... do it with that guy you like?" He frowned

"What?! No!" She opened her eyes. I mean one thing was theory and that and another one VERY different was the practice!

"But how do you learn all that theory?"

"B-Books" deeeeep blush.

"Mmm... Which ones?" He raised an eyebrow.

"M-My mother has books, ehm... medical books"

"Because I know that you are the direct girl I'm not interpreting that as porn magazines."

"Whaaaaat?! Noooo!"

He laughed again.

"You have this kind of magazines? Eww!"

"W-What? No!" The blush!

"You do! Merlin, But the girls there are... ewww!"

"I said no!"

"You doooo!"

"Oh, come on!" He is deeply blushed now, and didn't dare to look her at the eyes.

"You are like all the other boys!"

"No! I'm not!"

"Yes, See? Not that cute!" She smiled looking at him in the eye.

"I'm not like the others, I'm the pocket version." He winked.

"Of the others. Ah, this is disappointing." She joked.

"Why? You are forgetting the good part!"

"Whaaaat?"

He shrugged.

"Tell meeee, come on!" She took his arm.

"No, no... You prefer to think only the bad part..." he smirked.

"No, the bad part isn't that bad!"

He laughed and I think he is winning just because; he was paying more attention to the chess than you.

Chess?! What's chess. Look at how much he's laughing!

That chess, they are in the chess time.

Are they?

Yes

I mean, I know. She doesn't care.

"Do you know? We are organizing a party in the chorus rehearsals class-room after dinner time, because it's my birthday. Do you want to join?"

"It's your birthday?!"

"Yes" he smiled.

"Ohhh, and I'm asking you about porn in your... ugh!"

"Please, don't bring it to me as a present or I won't open it in front of everybody" he joked.

"Nooo! No?" She blushed. "Can I bring Minerva to your party?"

"Of course, I would say it to you but if you are mad..."

"I'm going to try to make peace with her."

"That would be great!"

She has to be able to comment all this with someone! Poppy smiled, and looked sideways towards Minerva.

Who was winning to someone and complaining because this was like the half of the half of fun that play with Dumbledore.

Of course it is not, even if you win.

There are not puns or Dumbledore charming, or strange questions or scenario changes or sparkling eyes and redhaireds or mischievous smiles and soft teasing. And that girl didn't even let her to talk.

Dumbledore just didn't shut up.

Yes, and she was starting to learn to do both things at the same time and now, be quiet while playing was boring.

Poppy lost. Completely lost in one of the worst games she played. Ever.

Do you seeee? Is not just with her!

"You can also bring your boyfriend." Filius added.

"I don't have one!" she complained.

"I mean... you know who. That guy that we don't talk about."

"I... I think he will be there" she dare to say, standing up.

Filius blinked with that... maybe was someone of the chorus!

It is.

He has to investigate. These jerks...

So theeeere she went with Minerva. Who glared at her a little, so proud.

"Hmm... hello"

"Hello."

"Did you win? You ended up quite... soon."

"I don't know if to tell you, maybe it will bother you too." Minerva answered sarcastically.

"Really, Minerva? I mean, can't you even notice why is it irritating that you have a weird spell that who-knows-who placed in you, to protect you from spells in the duelling club? Are you honestly telling me that I'm bothered for no reason?"

"You are, that's not my fault and you are blaming me anyways."

"It is not your fault that you are kind of untouchable on a club?"

"No. I don't want that either but I can't do anything."

"Yes, you can admit that you are cheating and stop duelling."

"I'm not cheating! And If you don't want me in the duel club just have to say it. But don't forget that you are there thanks to me."

"It is not that I do not want to, but be reasonable! What would you say if I were the one that you cannot hurt or touch or disarm, no matter what you do?"

"Definitely not be mad just because you win."

"I am not asking you what would you NOT do... what would you do? Keep duelling knowing that you will lose every time and be happy with that?"

"Maybe, or maybe rotate with another partner. Not stop talking to you."

"You have not tried to talk to ME either, or give an explanation or anything. It's like you have assumed that it is fine that everyone accepts that you are winning because of a weird reason that you are not even explaining. How are you doing it?"

"I'm not going to explain. I have nothing to say."

"Ok, s.o.. can't you see the problem?" Poppy frowned.

"No, why don't you accept the circumstances as they are instead of accusing me without knowing?"

"You know that you are not the only one that hates to lose, right?"

"What do you want, then? Are you here just to scold me for nothing?" Minerva rolled eyes.

"I'm here because I miss you, and I came here trying to make peace with you. But... it is disappointing to see that you cannot understand why I found your trick at duelling completely frustrating, you are just thinking that... Well, I have to accept that I am always going to lose in duelling, and you are not even going to explain or to accept that whatever you are doing, you are cheating."

"I'm not cheating! You also are not trying to understand me. I don't want it, OK but I can explain you."

"How on earth can I understand you, Minerva, if you don't explain me, don't explain why don't you want to explain and you... you always do whatever you can to win."

"Can you, pea brain, forget for a second the win or lose question?"

"Pea brain..." Poppy repeated. (Come on, Minerva! stop with your ULTRA SUPERIORITY attitude)

"This is not about it, OK?"

Everything was all the time about win or lose with Minerva. And now she was accusing her, calling her pea brain, for thinking that this was again a win or lose thing.

"Oh, so you actually have other things in your brain than winning or losing?"

"Yes, some of us have it, it's not a big deal."

Fuck you.

You wanted her sarcastic

No, not with Poppy when she is mad and she is right in a way.

"It is impossible to talk to you this way, it is YOU the one that is competing all the time, and for once, when I'm mad at you and I have every right to be mad at you, you get out of the game and even mock me and call me pea brain, for keep competing with you!"

"I'm not competing all the time!"

"You are all the time competing and, GLOATING when you win! And this time you went over the line, that's why I'm mad at you, and suddenly you are mocking me as if I were stupid for thinking that what you were