What Not to Wear

"You are immune." When Snape merely raised an eyebrow Fleur's glare got colder, which he had assumed was physically impossible prior to the drop. "How is this so?" She reminded him of a small lapdog, furious at being overlooked. "No one has given me this 'pfft!'" she waved a dismissive hand. "Tell me what magic is this."

For a moment Snape pondered telling her the truth, that Veela heritage only did so much; merely enhanced existing emotion not created it whole cloth. Instead he simply sniffed derisively, muttering something sarcastic about the power of buttons.

Who knew she'd believe him?

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