Badger That Bites

Potions

[HER]

"Where do you think you're going?" I asked James as he raced down the hall almost trampling into me as he went. 

"That's classified" he bellowed, alerting everyone in the hall including Regulus who had been brooding away in a corner with Evan and some other Slytherins.

Classified my ass 

"I hate you guys!" jokingly hollering at the shadow of a person who had now faded into the crowd of fifth years headed to potions. 

The class wasn't supposed to start for a few minutes, but I made my way to my desk, hoping to start today's task, whatever that might be. However, I was only greeted by an empty classroom and a blackboard to match, unfortunate but sufferable I suppose. 

 A few minutes later Sughorn finally appeared a trail of students following closely behind, Regulus no longer in sight. I suppose an education was too much for him to manage this morning, perhaps he was attending some much-needed swimming lessons. 

Much to my disappointment, he came in just as professor Slughorn began to speak and seated himself directly beside me. Something that was arguably more out of the ordinary than him being late and still showing up. 

We hadn't spoken since the lake and though he remained silent he started to help me out with assignments as opposed to his usual inability to lift a finger let alone tear his nose out of whatever book he was reading that day. But if he was sitting beside me he had something planned something that was gonna undoubtedly be a pain in the arse. 

"Ahh, Mr. Black how good of you to join us" Slughhorn spoke resuming with the class once he had taken his seat, "Today we will be learning about the Befuddlement Draught and its properties, can anyone tell me anything about the Befuddlement Draught?" 

My hand had risen into the air before he had even finished his question leading him to call on me promptly, "The Befuddlement Draught is a potion which renders the user Bilidgerent and thoughtless, this is done through the inflammation of the brain caused by the ingredients of scurvy grass, lovage and sneezewort all of which are well known for their inflammation properties" 

"Well done Miss. Monty!" Slughorn beamed back at me. He seemed to have the impression that I was his brightest student, something which wasn't exactly wrong but if Regulus would pull his head out of his arse he could give me a run for my money. "Today each of you will be researching the Befuddlement Draught and I expect a full report on my desk by our next class. You may work in partners or individually, feel free to get started anytime" 

I looked at Regulus as we were only inches apart and I hadn't the slightest clue why he was anywhere near me. Only to find he was staring back at me- nose not in a book, not staring off into the distance ignoring everything around him, not even looking at Evan with eyes of desperation trying to find a way out of this insufferable class. He was looking at me his eyes dark glaring through his eyebrows, filled with intent and desire, he wanted something. But what was it?

"Hey...Regulus...?" my tone uneasy and eyebrows raised as I examined his reaction or lack thereof. 

"Morning princess, care for a little game?" a devilish smirk growing on his face as he spoke, one I had seen many times before. 

A game? Again?

I felt my eyes widen and I looked around at the classroom filled with students and the usually uninhabited Slughorn "Here? Now?" 

"Where else darling?" his hand moving to my inner thigh where he began to trace random shapes lightly on my skin. I couldn't help but squirm under his touch but I knew I had to remain silent, something that wasn't going to be easy- not with him in control.