What Ever Helps You Sleep At Night- d.m

Chapter 7 - To Plan a Prank

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I rushed toward potions - bearing in mind I had no idea how to get there - I looked at and examined the map McGonagall gave me and finally found the classroom. I opened the door to the classroom, which let out a loud creak alerting everyone of my presence. the head looked back at me and whispered. Probably about my dramatic exit from Lupin's class. I sighed and closed the door as Snape strode over to me, his long black cloak trailing behind him. God, he looked as if he was playing dress up as one of the dementors.

"Now, why might you be late?" Snape integrated, his tone was dull and his face lifeless. he stood tall and crossed his arms.

"I was kept behind by Profesor Lupin. Because I was late..." my words drifted off and Snape raised a brow.

"Ah, so not just my class you are late for. but also your other professors. Five pints from Gryffindor." He turned on his heel and walked towards the front, " Take the seat beside Malfoy. " I looked around and saw the empty seat.

"Could I not just sit in that seat?" I pointed and he looked at me from the corner of his eye.

"It wasn't a request. Sit." He said sternly and I groaned as I moved towards Malfoy, taking the seat beside him. I sighed as I pulled out my equipment and Snape began taking roll.

I looked over at Corin, who sat beside Parkinson - she doesn't like me, she thinks I want to take Draco. I laughed slightly at Corin and she pretend to slit her throat with a knife. I covered my mouth to muffle a laugh as she mouthed 'HELP. I pointed towards Draco, then made a gun shape with my hand and pretend to shoot myself. Corin laughed and shook her head then went back to copying the things on the board. I turned to face the front of the room. I began copying down the notes and after a few moments, Snape began to rub them off just as I finished.

"Now that you have finished taking that down. Take out the textbook and turn to page 25. Revise the ingredients of a Wiggenweld potion with your partner." Snape stated before sitting down at his desk and sorting through papers.

"So, do you know the ingredients? " Draco turned to face me, I made an outraged face and looked at him.

"Of course I do. how dare you suggest such a thing. I am brilliant at potions." I was not brilliant at potions and he knew that - when we were ten we both tried to brew a sternūm potion, and we wanted to use it on our Nanny. It made the drinker have uncontrollable sneezes for a certain amount of time depending on how much red algae you put in. I made my cauldron blow up.

"No you aren't, I'm the one good at potions. You like charms and magical creatures, you've always been better at those than me." He explained, looking away from me. Was that a compliment?

"Umm flixweed?" I answered his question and he smirked.

"Are you asking or answering?" He licked his lips and tilted his head. Oh god, he loved being better at this than me.

"Both," I spoke timidly, he shook his head slightly amused.

"Fluxweed is in a polyjuice potion, do you know anything?" he asked, flicking towards the page that holds the information on the ingredients.

"No. When I went off to Dumstrang I was too busy looking at my potions partner to pay attention to Mrs May. She was a good teacher, just not hot." I shrugged, Draco looking at me dead-panned. He rolled his eyes and turned to look at the book.

"Well just look over the ingredients here Snape will most likely ask you questions because your n-" Draco said but as he was handing me the book, just as Snape began speaking.

"Miss Blanc, what is one ingredient of a Wiggenweld potion?" Snape asked, from the front of the room.

"Moly, sir" Corin answered with ease. Snape's head snapped in my direction with a flicker of amusement.