Harry smiled at Hermione. "But we can't add too much because it would lead to a feeling of euphoria which would be suspicious," He said as he remembered the side effects of the ingredient.
"Very good," Hermione replied. "Now while I take care of the chocolates, can you duplicate the Honeyduke box?"
"Why?"
"I know we were originally thinking of just Parkinson, but if the same sex thing does work, I thought we'd give the other pieces to Malfoy. Can you imagine if Draco suddenly falls in love and is jealous of Ron?"
Harry face became ashen as the image that suggestion caused in his mind almost made him vacate his stomach. "Are you sure that's such a good idea?" He asked still taking breaths to calm the nausea he was suffering.
"He's the one who gave these things to me Harry. He might not know exactly what Ginny put in them, but the stupid lazy git went along with it and gave them to me."
"True. Ok, let's do it," Harry replied. "But you might have to obliviate the images from my mind later."
"Or give you something MUCH better to think about?" Hermione asked. "Or TWO such things?" She glanced down at her breasts and then lifted an eyebrow at Harry.
Harry smiled a vacant smile as he lifted his wand and quickly duplicated the chocolate box with the Geminio spell.
Hermione smirked as she measured out the right amount of slime and magically added it to the chocolates. She then shrunk the two boxes to half their original size. She added three pieces of chocolate to each one and then turned to Dobby. "You heard who we want you to give these to right? Put them on their bed table when they're not looking."
"Yes Her mine e. One to my old master's son, and the other to his Miss Parkinson."
"Excellent Dobby," Hermione said. "Oh how's Winky?"
"Winky was still sleeping when Dobby left her."
"Thanks Dobby."
With a pop the elf was gone with a box of chocolate in each hand.
Harry looked at Hermione and asked. "What have we done?"
"I'm not sure but it will be interesting," Hermione suddenly got a look on her face. "Speaking of Malfoy, what about the Vanishing Cabinet? We could destroy it completely now and Draco couldn't do what he did last time."
"Why not use it ourselves?" Harry asked. "If Malfoy can fix it, I'm betting you can do it much easier."
"We could get Sirius to put the other one in Grimmauld place so we can visit there easier," Hermione suggested.
"Actually I was thinking of giving the other one to your parents so you could visit them for the next two years anytime you wanted."
After the kiss Hermione gave to her husband for that suggestion, Hermione whispered. "Mr. Potter, I think you just earned another night in the Room of Requirements."
"As much as I would love that Mrs. Potter, Winky is currently in there," Harry reminded her.
"True, maybe tomorrow," Hermione looked at Harry then a more serious look appeared over her features. "Are you serious about bonding with Winky?"
"I don't want her to die," Harry replied. "And if that's what it takes to save her, then yes," Harry sighed. "I couldn't stand to see her in that cupboard. It...it reminded me of...well you know. I know what it feels like to be unwanted," Harry leaned over and kissed his wife before he continued. "But if you really are against it, then I won't. You are the most important person in my life."
"I.. I mean I spent two years trying to help the elves and now I find I'm wanting to help one by enslaving her?"
"You have to be sure love, because if she really does want to bond we can't set her free again if she doesn't want it. I think it would kill her."
"I agree. Let me think on it tonight, but I will probably go along with you," Hermione closed her eyes as she gave a little huff. "I can't believe I'm actually thinking of being an owner of a house-elf."
"Just because we bond with her doesn't mean she can't be our friend. Besides, you can guarantee that she will be the best treated elf in the magical world."
"True."
"You know you're going to have to let her work don't you?" Harry asked as he envisioned Winky sitting at the table drinking tea while Hermione is scrubbing dishes in a sink some day.
Hermione couldn't help but laugh at the image Harry was imagining. "Prat!"
"Come on, let's get back to the common room," Harry said then realized he still had the small plate of treacle tart. It was quickly deposited into the nearest waste bin.
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