HP: A Sociopath Gamer In Magic World [ Chapter 72: Cupid's Helper! ] (Patreon)
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Honestly it didn't come out as such a surprise as marriage after Hogwarts was apparently not too unusual. Though I couldn't say I completely agreed with it as it seemed to be a rather short-sided decision based on teenage hormones, made all the worse when considering that wizards typically had longer lifespans than the average muggle and divorce tended to make you a social pariah.
"But I'm not sure how I can help," I told him.
"Well your friends with Greengrass right, and rumor has it that she can get a hold of certain items," he said.
Oh good, the rumors I'd started were finally starting to get around.
"Oh, so you want me to put in a word with her. I could do that," I told him, Daphne would no doubt be ecstatic for the opportunity.
Contacting her was extremely easy as Hermes was a natural tracker, seeing as he's a messenger spirit. In only a few minutes she arrived carrying a notebook under her hand.
"Daphne, glad you could make it," I greeted her before pointing at Eric, "and look I found a potential client."
She raised a delicate eyebrow at the Head Boy before turning to face me, "Charles, your note was rather ambiguous, what's this about?"
So, I let Eric explain.
"I see, but what exactly are you looking for?" she said with her arms crossed.
"I want to make it really special so I was hoping you might have something to make it memorable," he said honestly.
"Hmm? What kind of budget are you working on right now?" she asked, taking out a pen and opening her notebook.
"4-8 Galleons," he told her, so 100-200 dollars. Sometimes it was easy to forget the actual worth of a galleon with how easily I was making lately.
Daphne bit her lip as she looked at me and called me over to her side.
I got off the desk and walked over to her.
"So, what can you do?" I whispered.
"Not much, most of my items are out of his price range," she whispered back, "Honestly it isn't worth it."
"I figured as much," I told her, "but think of this as an investment, this could serve as a huge stepping stone for you."
"How do you figure," she asked curiously.
I smiled as I leaned in to whisper into her ear.
She blushed but immediately composed herself as she heard what I had in mind. With every word I said I could see her eyes lighting up. When I stepped back I noticed that she had a smile on her face, not entirely innocent, but when she turned to look at Eric it was already gone.
"You said 8 Galleons, right? I can do that but if you really want to impress your girlfriend, I can put together something for 10 Galleons."
Eric looked to be mentally debating if it was worth the extra 2 Galleons.
Daphne, not willing to let this opportunity slip, played her hand, "I can tell that you're worried about what your girlfriend's reaction will be, otherwise you wouldn't be coming to me for help. Obviously, you love each other very much, but you're not sure if she will say yes. Let me guess, she's a Muggle-born. I hear that they have a rather different stance on marriage after school."
The boy looked surprised at her insight before letting out a sigh, "Your right, Clare can be rather stubborn when it comes to muggle customs. She's a brilliant potions maker, which is why she received an apprenticeship under a famous Potion's Mistress. Problem is that it will force her to go abroad for a while. I can't exactly follow her either as I'm going to be working at the Ministry as soon as I graduate."
"So, you're looking to solidify your relationship before the year ends in hopes that she won't forget you while the two of you are separated. Understandable," the blonde said, flipping her hair over her shoulder. I sent her a discrete thumbs up.
Eric looked thoughtful, "Right."
"Well, there's no need to worry. If you agree to my fee and a few conditions I can guarantee that she will say yes," Daphne said confidently.
"What type of conditions," the Head Boy said cautiously.
Again, that sly smile returned for a second time.
I watched as the two negotiated for over an hour until the Head Boy finally left with the promise to pay 10 Galleons and get some friends to help with the preparations.
"Well done Princess," I told her when we were finally alone, sitting on a desk and eating from a bag of crisps.
She gave me a raised eyebrow. "Yes, it was. With his help I will be able to get the support needed to push the petition forward. He gets a fiancé and I get my store, everybody wins," she said as she took the bag from my hands and took a single chip, holding it up to the light, "But there's still something I don't understand."
"What's that?"
She pointed the chip at me briefly before eating it, "What do you have to gain from this?"
"What makes you think I want anything?" I asked, smirking.
The blonde rolled her eyes as she took another chip, "I think I know you well enough to know you don't do things without purpose."
"Weellll, you're not wrong per say," I told her, reaching for the bag only for her to keep it out of arms distance, "I owed him a favor. If it just so happens to put him in my favor for the rest of the school year then that's just a lucky coincidence."
[Special Holiday Quest: Cupid's Helper
Love is in the air, so be careful.
Objective: Create 10 new couples.
Objective: Cause ten duels to happen over someone's affections.
Objective: Cause one couple to get engaged.
Reward: ?]