When Hearts Take Control-Draco Malfoy love story #Wattys2016

Detention

The next day at lunch Harry and I made our way to Snape's Potions class reluctantly. I was listening to Harry complain about the last Potions lesson.

"If it wasn't for the damn Slytherin-"

Harry broke off angrily as I put my hand in his hand.

"Just forget it, Harry."

Draco and Blaise were already there at the door. As soon as Blaise and I saw each other, our expressions turned cold and deadly. I glared at him viciously and he glared back angrily. Draco and Harry glared at each other the exact same way as if they were going to kill each other. Draco glared even more when he saw my hand in Harry's. Weird.

Suddenly, Snape came up behind us.

"For the second time, Miss Stark and Mr Potter, let go of each mother's hands and line up!" He said, cold and not smiling as ever.

I got annoyed and dropped Harry's hand. I lined up behind Malfoy with Harry and Blaise behind me. Were we the only four in detention with Snape? WOW. We entered the classroom. Harry and I sat together at a desk, and Blaise and Draco sat together at a different desk. I kept glaring at Blaise and Harry and Draco kept glaring at each other.

"I want you all to work on this page until I get back." Snape said to us. "If I hear anything, you'll get Saturday detention."

With that, he turned and walked out of the room.

"Thanks for dragging us into this, Malfoy." Harry said angrily beside me, still glaring at him furiously.

"This is NOT my fault!" Draco shot back with the same glare and just as furiously. "Blaise, this is your fault!"

Blaise looked stunned.

"Me? It's little Miss Blood-traitor's fault!" He pointed at me accusingly, getting up on his feet.

"What?!" I said angrily, getting up on my feet, surprising Harry a bit.

"Blaise, I told you before, let it go!" Draco said jumping in between me and Blaise before anything else happened.

"You're asking me to let it go?" Blaise asked furiously from Draco.

"YES I am, Zabini." Draco growled back, scaring Blaise a little bit.

Blaise slowly sat back down in his seat. Draco looked at me, but he didn't look angry. I looked back at him. Suddenly, we both looked to the door as we heard footsteps coming up the hallway to this room. Harry pulled me back down in my chair, and Draco sat down beside Blaise like normal. We all pretended to be doing our work just as Snape entered the room. He looked at each of us curiously, and then walked back to the front of the classroom.

But that wasn't what was going through my head right now. I couldn't get Draco off my mind! Draco Malfoy! My sworn enemy! But now, Blaise had taken that spot. Was he still my enemy? If he was, then why did he just save me from a big fight with Blaise? Was he just doing that so we all don't get stuck in Saturday detention? Yeah, that was probably it.

I looked at Draco, and realised that we both looked at each other at the same time. I was a little surprised and so was he. He accidentally dropped his quill on the table, making a small ink stain on the shirt that Blaise was wearing. Blaise growled back and wiped the drop of ink off. Draco rolled his eyes and looked back at me. I was smiling because it was funny. He looked at me and smiled back kindly. I didn't take my smile off my face. I just looked down quietly at my work.

"Hannah." Harry whispered beside me. "What's a Bezoar?" He asked desperately as Snape looked through a book.

"A stone taken out of the pit of a goat's stomach." I explained with a weird look on my face.

"And what does it do exactly?" Harry whispered quickly, laughing a bit at my expression.

It was funny how he needed help from his best friend who was younger than him. I rolled my eyes jokingly.

"It's a cure for most poisons." I replied, looking back at my own work and writing down answers with my quill.

"Thanks." Harry said to me gratefully.

I giggled back quietly. I noticed Draco glaring at Harry, and my smile faded a bit, but Draco wasn't looking at me to notice anything.

"Quiet." Snape said clearly from behind hid book.

Everyone quickly out their heads on ad got back to work hurriedly, hoping that we all don't get Saturday detention.