Note: From now on, I will upload chapters with both the First POV and Third POV. It would be in the ratio of 2:1. For every two chapters in the Third POV, there would be one in the First POV. This would be applicable after the Second Year. Whereas, the smut would in 1:4, for every one chapter in First POV, there would be four in the other. The smut will start from their Fourth Year.
AMAIRA'S POV—
I asked, 'Liam! What's with this absurd mission? Why I have to increase Weasel's affection towards me?'
"It's because Ron is one of the party members of the protagonist, the Golden Trio. If in future, you conquer him then, you would be having a backup plan for you," replied Liam.
I can see Liam's point. Potter is too much of a saviour, and he cares too much about his friends. I think I can lower my standards for my survival.
'Liam, I think you are right. Having Weasel as the backup plan would be useful.'
"That's the spirit! Here, let's check the Affection Index for you."
|Target: Ronald Weasley (-5%) |
The spoon dropped from my hand. Pansy sneered, "Can't you even hold your spoon properly?"
I didn't reply to her jeering. I was still trying to compose myself from the sheer shock, that I felt seeing Weasel's affection for me. How can someone have negative affection for someone?
Liam sighed, "Host, this mission is very different for you."
'No, I have decided that I would do this. So, Liam tell me, how much points do I need?'
Liam replied, "Since, it's negative, you need to make it positive. Wait, let me check my algorithm. Utmost, I need an hour."
Saying this, Liam became quiet. Probably, he went away to check the algorithm. Argh! How to do this? I have to make a plan for this.
After finishing eating, I left the Grand Hall for the DADA class. It's incomprehensible for me as for why, Dumbledore recruited Lockhart as our professor. As I entered the class, I saw it to be decorated with portraits of its owner, Gilderoy Lockhart; the door to the office opens and Lockhart walks out.
I saw the seat next to Weasel was vacant. Taking this an opportunity, I sat on that seat. Weasel sneered at me and turned his head. Hah, I am not going to take any offense on this, as you are my backup plan. I am going to make you fall for me. Obviously, I can't break my tool, can I?
Gilderoy started telling anecdotes about his adventures. The girls hang on his every word, while me and Weasel eye the large, covered cage rattling mysteriously on his desk. Ah, Cornish Pixies.
Gilderoy said, "Let me introduce you to your new Défense Against the Dark Arts teacher: me, Gilderoy Lockhart. Order of Merlin, Third Class, Honorary Member of the Dark Force Défense League and five times winner of Witch Weekly's Most-Charming-Smile Award. But I don't talk about that. I didn't get rid of the Bandon Banshee by smiling at her!"
Tch, what a faker! The clicking of my teeth attracted Weasley's attention. He snarled, "Don't you like Gilderoy? Huh, Malfoy?"
I sneered at his words. Obviously, an idiot would think that I would like this buffoon. I scoffed, "I don't like this idiot. The rest of the girls are morons, if they can't see that this guy is a fake."
Weasel's eyes widened at my words. He didn't say anything, and turned his attention. *Ding* The screen appeared in front of me.
|+5 Affection Points|
|Target: Ronald Weasley (0%) |
Huh? This was so easy? Just how much do Weasley hates Lockhart? His affection points increased just by me telling that I don't like Lockhart. '0%' means Weasley neither likes me nor hates me. I have progressed a bit.
Lockhart said, "I see you've all bought a complete set of my books. Well done. I thought we'd start today with a little quiz. Nothing to worry about. Just to check how well you've read them; how much you've taken in..."
Lockhart begins to circulate papers. Getting the question paper, I analysed it. I should burn it. That's the only thought. How much a man could be obsessed with himself?
[What is Gilderoy Lockhart's favourite colour?]
[What is Gilderoy Lockhart's greatest achievement to date?]
[When is Gilderoy Lockhart's birthday and what would his ideal gift be?]
I slammed the question paper on table. Weasley besides me did the same. He sneered, "Every question is about him. Thank God, Harry missed this class. This Lockhart bloke is obsessed with himself."
Nodding, I scoffed, "This bloke probably masturbates himself seeing in the mirror or, maybe he fingers himself, I wouldn't rule out this option."
Weasley blushed from my words. He stuttered, "W-what w-w-words are you using Malfoy? And d-don't t-talk with me."
|+1 Affection Point|
|Target: Ronald Weasley (1%) |
I think I know the type of girl, that Weasel likes. He likes a blunt and crude girl, exactly just like his behaviour. That's it! Thank you, Weasley for giving me the idea to conquer you.