Yes

I couldn't leave her to his anger. I had caused this scenario.

And Padma literally was the best thing to happen to me in this school.

I'd be damned if I didn't take care of mine.

"It was me professor," I said standing. "I was the one talking."

I motioned for Padma to sit, as the heated gaze of Snape looked at me.

"Are you telling me it was your feminine voice whispering Mr. Halfhwit?"

"I've tried to make it sound deeper professor, but my mother says we all mature at our own rate," I said in a slightly raised voice.

The students around us began to laugh. I could see the veins in Snapes head pulsating in anger.

"You know Idius is just covering for his girl," whispered a hufflepuff.

"Loyal like one of us," said another.

"You'll have plenty of time to tell me all about your struggles with puberty Mr. Halfhwit, in detention," said Snape.

I sat down wordlessly, lest I earn more days in detention.

I saw the numbers over Hannah Abbott, and Padma's head change.

Padma Patil

80% chance for a blowjob After school

50% chance for doggystyle

100% chance to become your girlfriend

Hannah Abbott

15% Chance of saying yes to a date

20% Chance of kissing you

04% Chance of Missionary Sex

All the numbers had gone up. Even ones from people just spectating. It seemed that the numbers could be affected by anything.