Drarry Neko- A Potions Accident

Chapter 1

Shit. I woke up late, again. Curse Ron for not waking me up, now i'm going to be late for potions with Professor Snape. I grab a quick shower and pull on my robes, stuffing an abundance of spare parchment and quills into my bag as fast as possible.
I dash out of the common room, and make my way to potions. The corridors are empty but, due to the sound of it, lessons have started. Maybe i can try and sneak in whilst he's writing on the board. I finally arrive at the door to potions and take a minute to catch my breath, not appreciating the unpleasant aromas wafting from the classroom.
I open the door and slip in, grateful that Professor Snape is facing the board, probably writing the instructions for todays practical. I spot my friends near the front of the classroom. Im halfway towards them when i hear the distinct drawl of Professor Snape
"Ah, nice of you to finally join us Potter, ten points from Gryffindor for your tardiness."
I released a sigh, choosing not to retaliate, and continue towards Ron and 'Mione.
"And just where do you think your going Mr Potter?"
Snape spat, "Uh- to sit with my friends?" I replied with an air of uncertainty, surely THAT wasn't against his rules. "Yes, Mr Potter, i am very aware of your intentions but, if you were not such an insufferable idiot, you would notice that there is only room for two per bench. So, you shall sit next to Malfoy at the back." What? MALFOY?
"But-"
"Professor-"
Both Malfoy and I went to protest only to be interrupted, "I will not have this, Potter sit! And 5 points from Gryffindor for talking back." I knew all to well, now, to argue about the unfair distribution of house points so i changed my course and sat next to Malfoy, both of us shifting our seats far away from each other as possible.
"As much as i agree with you Mr Malfoy, todays practical will require partnership to complete therefore, i suggest you and Mr Potter replace yourselves in a sensible proximity of each other"
With that, he left us to brewing the potion.
Simultaneously, Malfoy and I turned to look at each other, sneers plastered upon both of our faces,
"Look Potter, as much as i despise every part of your being (so not true Draco), you heard Professor Snape so, I will complete the complicated parts, as you are obviously lacking in the skill of potion making, whilst you prep the ingredients. Start by fetching them." Knowing it was pointless to disagree if i wanted to pass, i took note of the ingredients and headed to the cupboard. Collecting what's necessary, i headed back to our table and dumped the stuff on the desk.
"Here, Malfoy." I stated gesturing towards the items, he replied with a mocking tone, mimicking that of a person talking to a baby,
" Right, now slice the Mandrake roots."
"Don't be a prick, Malfoy"
"I'll stop being a prick, Potter, when you learn some simple comprehensive skills, now do as i said and slice it up." He retorted.
———20 mins later———
third person
They were nearly finished with their potion, with only one ingredient left to add. Malfoy was stirring the potion on a low heat, preparing it for the final stage when Harry saw Neville trip into their desk. It's like it all happened in slow motion, Neville knocking the desk, Malfoy stopping stirring and leaving the desk to scold him, the potion reacting badly to such neglect; leading to it exploding. Half of which ending up in Harry's open mouth or on his body.
Suddenly, time went back went back to normal, but not the classroom. They all stood staring at the scene. Unconsciously gulping as Snape store towards their desk, Harry swallowed the potion in his mouth.
"Of course it had something to do with you, Potter, always causing trouble, looking for attention no doubt, and Longbottom-" His words came to a halt as his eyes fixed on the loose sprigs of Belladonna left beside the cauldron, "Mr Malfoy, this doesn't happen to to be the last ingredient left to add your potion does it?" He asked with an edging fear,
"Actually, sir, it does" Malfoy reply's holding himself back from making a snide comment due to the uncharacteristic fear from the Professor. Suddenly his head snapped towards Harry,
"Potter, be honest, did you ingest any of this potion?" Harry thought back and answered with confusion towards Snape's fear,
"Yeah, i think Professor, it got in my mouth during the explosion and i accidentally swallowed it." A look of dread suddenly crossed the potion masters face, "Mr Potter you don't happen to feel anything different do you?"
"Uh- no i don't think so, why what potion did i ingest?" Harry questioned riskily,
"We'll, if brewed completely this would be the cure to animal bites however, as the Belladonna wasn't added to make the potion physical, we are left with what you ingested..." He added hesitant to finish,
"Which is?" Harry added fearfully,
"This potion brings out the persons inner creature, subsequently their mate, in very rare occasions however, does this potion take effect drastically so there is a chance you could be ok." As soon as Snape finished speaking, a blood curdling scream echoed throughout the classroom, as Harry Potter crumpled to the ground, black spots clouding his vision from the pain, catching the faint murmur of "hospital wing" and "quick" before he succumbed to sleep.
———Dracos Pov———
Contrary to popular belief, i do not hate Potter, i fact i quite like him with his stupid glasses, and emerald eyes i could get lost in, and dark brown fluffy hair i could tangle my hand in whilst he— NO. Ok so maybe i like him like him but no one could know, to be honest i'm not really sure where the attraction came from at first. God, if he ever found out that would be mortifying. So, when he collapsed to the ground with a scream that could scare satan, i was concerned. Professor Snape called for one of his friends to take him to Madame Pomphrey and quick but, as soon as they got within 2 feet of Potter, he began writhing in pain letting out the most awful whimpers. A few more tried straight after, and getting closer with worse results. Finally, something in me snapped and i let out an animalistic growl whilst jumping to protect MY HARRY. Wait MY harry, since when, well since i've basically been taken over by what i presume to be my creature.
More people tried to approach us in confusion, each time causing my harry to writhe in pain and let out whimpers.
"STAY AWAY~" i growled out, scooping my harry into my arms, immediately aiding his awful whimpers. Snape began approaching. PROTECT OUR HARRY. I held him closer wary of the professor and the rest of the class.
"Mr Malfoy seeing as you seem to be the only one to ail Mr Potters predicament of transport, you will take him to the hospital wing." Snape stated, but Weasley HAD to but in,
"but Professor, Malfoy'll probably jinx him and leave him somewhere!" I grew angry with the image of doing such a thing to MY HARRY.
"I would never do such a thing." I spoke in a deadly calm voice as i turned and practically ran to the hospital wing to help MY HARRY.
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Notes
I do not own any of the characters they belong to JK Rowling
the plot line belongs to me
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