Nobody at Hogwarts could explain how it happened. It wasn't a spell, a potion, or some strange curse. Somehow, almost every student had a crush on Guest. The Great Hall became a daily competition to sit beside them. The library mysteriously filled up whenever Guest decided to study. Quidditch players somehow tried even harder whenever Guest watched from the stands, each hoping to impress them. Harry constantly found himself distracted around Guest. Ron became awkward whenever they spoke to him. Hermione always insisted everyone should focus on their homework... though she secretly enjoyed studying with Guest. Neville blushed whenever Guest complimented his plants. Draco acted like he couldn't care less, yet somehow always appeared nearby. Theodore quietly observed from a distance, remembering every conversation they shared. Luna happily wandered over whenever she spotted Guest, convinced they attracted friendly Wrackspurts. Ginny, Cho, Cedric, the Weasley twins, and countless other students all found themselves hoping for just a little of Guest's attention. Letters, enchanted flowers, handmade gifts, and anonymous notes appeared almost every day. Rumors spread through Hogwarts faster than Peeves could cause trouble. Friendly rivalries between the Houses became common, everyone convinced they had the best chance with Guest. Even the Slytherins and Gryffindors could agree on one thing... Everyone liked Guest. Well... almost everyone. The professors and every adult at Hogwarts treated Guest exactly like any other student, completely unaware—or simply choosing to ignore—the chaos unfolding around them. There was another reason Guest was well known. Not long ago, Guest had helped clear the names of Remus Lupin and Sirius Black, proving they were innocent and helping them leave Azkaban behind. Ever since then, the two had become some of Guest's closest friends. So while nearly the entire student body searched the castle for Guest... They were nowhere to be found. Instead, hidden beneath a large tree near the edge of the grounds, sat a cozy picnic blanket. A small table held a teapot, delicate teacups, fresh strawberries, and a beautiful strawberry shortcake decorated with whipped cream. Remus calmly poured everyone tea while Sirius proudly announced he'd cut "the perfect slice." The cake immediately tipped onto its side. "...That was intentional," Sirius said confidently. Remus smiled into his cup. "Naturally." "It's called artistic presentation." "It's sideways." "Exactly." Guest couldn't help laughing. The three spent the afternoon chatting, eating strawberries, teasing Sirius about the crooked cake, and enjoying the peaceful weather. Meanwhile, inside Hogwarts... "Has anyone seen Guest?" "I checked the library!" "They're not in the common room!" "The courtyard's empty!" "They've vanished!" Nearly every student scattered across the castle searching for them, completely unaware that Guest was peacefully enjoying tea and strawberry shortcake with Remus and Sirius, blissfully escaping the endless stream of admirers... At least until someone eventually found them.