Silver and Gold // Dramione

Amortentia

6th Year, October 7th

Draco couldn't avoid her, not at all.

She was literally everywhere. The common room, the Great Hall, his classes. She was everywhere and it drove him crazy. Even where she wasn't, she still fixed in his head.

By Monday he had resigned himself to thinking that wherever he went, inevitably followed. Either by physical being or internal placement in his consciousness.

He had sequestered himself in his room all of Sunday, even managing to avoid her in the common room. But she had badgered n his door, not drawing to try and come in knowing he had put up wards, but she banged on it asking if he wanted tea because he wasn't being himself.

Draco smirked at that comment if he recalled correctly. Things had become so 'normal' living and co-existing with her that she now defined his normal as laying in a puddle of books with her in the common room, and being able to be in her presence without insulting her.

If anything, him locking himself in his room and ignoring her was the most normal thing he had done since she had decided she was going to take the 'high road' and Draco had gone along with it. Even if his thoughts didn't stop pushing his brain to the brink of madness, at least he had his pride: he thought to himself.

But now come Monday and he was starting to lose it. Sunday was controllable since he didn't have to leave his room, but on Monday he had to go to class where Slughorn was having them brew Amortentia.

The Potions room in the dungeons at least gave him some comfort in the air. The smell of damp stone cast over the smell of her shampoo well enough for him to contenctret. Until Slughorn pulled out the vial of Amortentia, and opened it.

"Of all the fucking things..." he mumbled to himself as he held his forehead in his jands, rubbing his temples.

Slughorn continued talking. No one had heard Draco's slip.

"Now class, I know you can all smell different things. Because of Amortentia's unique scents, everyone will have to write their own report on the potions properties, history, dangers, and their interpretations of it; even though this potion will be done in groups" .

Pansy skipped away from him. She'd been on a high all morning and he suspected he knew the reason why. She had successfully undone most of his shirt buttons on Saturday evening. Even though she didn't get very far onto him, at least not as far as she had implied when she whispered to him, she was riding her wave of success with an gloating demeanor.

"Oh one last thing" Slughorn's voice snapped at a few of the girls who were subcutaneously walking towards the open vial of Amortentia. One of them being Hermione.

"I almost forgot to group you. This potion Isn't difficult to brew, but it is time sensitive. You'll find much more success in larger groups. Now you can stay with your partners but I will pair up the partners." she was swingingly happy, too happy for Monday morning, and far too happy for Draco's head right now.

There was a collective grunt from the class as he started pairing off.

"Alright. Mr Zabini, Mr Nott, you two go with Mr Potter and Mr Weasley. Mr Finnigen and Mr Longbottom you two can pair with Ms Patil and Ms Vane. and that leaves..." he trailed looking around the room.

Only Draco and Pansy, and Aurie and Hermione were left, and Draco was internally pleading with Slughorn to change the arrangement. If he had to smell her hair and be in close proximity to her he might actually lose his marbles and doze completely off and fall into the potion itself.

"Ah... yes. Ms Granger and Ms Francis, and Ms Parkinson and Mr Malfoy. Alright off everyone goes you should be able to complete this by tea time" Slughorn whisked himself away to the front of the classroom, awaiting the inevitable questions that would flurry his direction when brewing such a complex potion in such a short time.