Harry P.O.V.
I ran down from the Gryffindor common room, running late to my potions class of course. Of all the classes I had to have right now it was Snape's! I would surely cost my house 10 points for being 2 minutes late. When I stepped through the door panting and out of breath, trying to mutter up an excuse that could be important Snape yelled, "Late again Mr. Potter? 10 points from Gryffindor! Hurry and sit down, and next time wear your uniform, 5 more points from Gryffindor!" Harry sat down trying to maintain some composure, running his hand through his sloppy hair he realized he had forgotten his tie, great that costed him 15 points.
I just don't care at this point, he thought to himself. He sighed shrugging his robe off of his shoulders, the sweat from running and the heat from brewing potions making the feeling of his uniform completely ridiculous. He turned to face Ron, "Mate, what are we-" He looked up into stormy grey eyes that definitely weren't Ron's, he groaned, turning to hit his head against the desk in front of him.
Malfoy P.O.V.
Potter had just busted through the doorway, his hair a mess hanging over his circular glasses that were at the brim of his nose due to the raven haired boy bending over himself, with his hands on his knees and his chest bobbing up and down with shallow breaths. "Sorry I-" He was cut off by Professor Snape who Draco wasn't paying attention to anymore. Why would he? Potter was making a fool of himself in front of the class, once again. It was humiliating for Draco himself, doesn't this boy have any pride or dignity, he thought, of course he doesn't he's the filthy Harry Potter. Draco scoffed as the boy sat down in the empty chair next to the blonde. Why, why must he tempt me like this? All I wanna do is lean over to the boy and shove his head into the brewing potion! Draco thought this would be a brilliant idea, if only he could do so without the risk of being expelled, Draco would gladly brew potions with him anytime if he could torture him, it'd be fun.
Draco still watching Harry, very much hating the close proximity of the two, had found himself being still, he couldn't breathe, probably from Potter's nasty sweat clogging my nose. Harry had let out a slow breath and slid his robe off, his white button up sticking to his skin in certain places from his sweat, how revolting, Draco had thought. Draco finally allowed himself to breathe again right before the boy turned to him, realizing who he was talking to a sound of frustration parted from his lips before he shoved his head onto the desk at least 3 times. Draco was confused for a second, No, the sound was annoying, what in Merlin's name are you on about? If Draco could yell in his head that would be how he was thinking at the moment.
Harry P.O.V.
Harry lifted his head off the table groaning in the process, he looked up and made eye contact with his best mate who was all the way across the room who flattened his lips and turned to Hermione. Harry fixed his glasses back correctly on my face and turned towards Draco once again, "Malfoy." Harry said puffing up his chest in an attempt to look put together. Draco looked down at him, with a sneer playing on his face he raised his left eyebrow, looking Harry up and down before replying, "Potter." with as much venom that he could muster.
"What are we supposed to be doing?" Harry asked raising his eyebrow in response to the blonde.
"Well, we're supposed to be brewing the antidote to Veritaserum," he replied adding unnecessary emphasis to the word supposed, "However seeing I've done most the work you should finish this potion by yourself.
Harry squinted his eyes and flattened his lips, "Listen you prat," he spat out his voice becoming as harsh as one could sound, "you've barley started this potion because I was only 2 minutes late, you can't get much done in that time. Also fine, be a lazy arse! Like I care, but if you do this'll be something your father will hear about but it sure as hell won't be from you!"
Both boys were quite surprised by how mean he had just sounded, Harry found himself, once again, out of breath. He turned back to the cauldron in front of him with furrowed brows. Draco huffed and his stone cold eyes shot through Harry like daggers.
"No, you know what! Don't touch the potion, you can be failed and I won't because I did all the work. Besides you would completely fuck up the potion anyways!" Draco slammed his quill on the desk and stomped to the cupboard behind them to pick up some more ingredients for the potion. The boys were grumbling mean things under their breath and were completely unaware of most the students looking at them with angry faces. "Focus!" The class all snapped their attention back to the front of the room where Professor Snape was staring at them all with his usual sneer splayed across his face.
Draco P.O.V.
Draco was marching his way through the halls, shoving any poor kids who got in his way. He was mad, Potter just had to ruin his day like always, all he had to do was exist! Once the blonde made it outside he found himself struggling his way up a tree. He couldn't think of a reasonable explanation for this. Just trying to scare him, showing who has the power here. He thought to himself. He demanded a group of slytherins come and lift him into the tree. Crabbe and Goyle being the main two. When the boys had asked why he snapped at them, "I don't need to prove myself to you low lives!" he yelled down at them. He told the boys to just follow his lead and tell him when Potter was near. "How do you know he's coming this way though?" A dirty blonde slytherin had asked. Draco looked at him trying to come up with something to say but then he saw raven hair bobbing in the wind. He hollered at the boy, "Why so tense Potter?" Harry turned to Malfoy, "My father and I have a bet you see," Draco jumped down from the tree and strutted over to the boy, "He doesn't think you'll last 5 minutes in this tournament. I disagree, I don't think you'll last 10-" Draco was stunned, the stupid gryffindork had actually cut him off, "I don't give a damn what your father thinks! He's rude and vulgar, and your just as pathetic!" Harry had strode away from the boy leaving him to pick up his composure.
Harry P.O.V.
A ferret, oh Merlin's beard this is the most laughable thing of the century! Professor Moody had turned Malfoy into a ferret! He would never let him live this down. Harry dropped his bag to clutch his stomach as he bent over laughing before leaning up to lift his head backwards and let out an obnoxious chuckle that hurt his throat. Malfoy scrambled on the ground turning into his original form shouting, "My father will hear about this!" and running behind the tree. His hair was a mess, Harry had never seen it that way but it was surprisingly fitting. Wait what? Lets ignore that thought. Harry retrieved his bag and jogged down to his friends, immediately filling up with laughter again as he explained what he just witnessed. Ron doubled over in laughter and Hermione grabbed her torso staggering backwards. Once they managed to breathe properly again Hermione was the first to speak, "For crying out loud, the boy's obvious attempts at getting your attention always end awful!" she started laughing again and Ron, still smiling, looked back and forth with a hint of confusion on his face. Harry cleared his throat, not wanting to ruin the mood but suddenly didn't have the urge to laugh anymore. "What do you mean 'Mione? He's just being a bully." Hermione fixed her sleeves, shaking her head slightly with a smile dancing on her lips. "Really boys? Am I the only one to see how obsessed Malfoy has been? I'm telling you, he just wants your attention Harry!" Hermione pushed her way past the boys still smiling, she turned around and raised an eyebrow at the two, "Coming or not?" The boys exchanged confused glances before heading back up the hill with Hermione.
//AN//
Yes, I realize that I had put the "My father will hear about this!" scene after using it for a joke in the previous paragraph above, please ignore XD just act like he said it before then because, well it's Draco, he probably did do it before lol. This is my first story but please feel free to comment ideas or what you think of my writing! Thank you guys!
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