Challenge: Xanthi
Word Count: 100
Severus raised an eyebrow. He'd seen the interest behind the animosity every time Potter and Draco had squared off even if he hadn't been one of the faculty who'd actively rooted for the two enemies to drop their wands and fling themselves into each other's arms. A mysterious rendezvous in Xanthi smacked of more than simple friendship.
At the same time, it could easily be someone else. Pansy Parkinson had never married, after all, and neither had Millicent Bulstrode. Even Blaise Zabini, snob that he was, made sense in a way that a Gryffindor simply didn't.
“A friend? How interesting.”