Chapter 41✔️

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"You actually gave your mum a chocolate frog?" I asked Dean in between tears of my laughter and making sure our potion was coming along. After almost three weeks of sitting together we've formed a tiny friendship. 

"Yes! She stood on the stool for like a good hour as I searched for it. And then said we shouldn't use magic on food." 

"Anything else is fine! But my chocolate frogs always jump away from me! I never find them again. It annoys me." I replied, stirring the potion once clockwise and then twice counterclockwise, just like my potion textbook said. 

"I don't think we did it right." I frowned, "It's almost an olive-green color. Isn't it supposed to be light green?" I picked up the textbook rereading the directions. I felt Dean come closer; his chest brushed my back as he peered over my shoulder. I cleared my throat, setting the book back down, and letting him read it. 

"Um... I don't know." Dean rubbed the back of his head and shrugged.  

"I think we're going to fail this." I sighed, 

"What is that? The four one in a row now?" Dean asked, I pursed my lips staring at the ceiling, trying not to laugh.

"We passed the first two, didn't we?"

"Barley." I couldn't contain it anymore, and I started laughing. Dean smiled, shaking his head at our failed potion. 

"Well, we can try for the next one." I said after I managed to calm myself down. Snape raised one eyebrow at our potion, scoffing so loudly that the whole class could hear. He swiped his hand over our potion, and it disappeared, just like the O I wanted today. I didn't bother fighting Snape, I shut my textbook and threw it in my bag. 

"Madeline, before you go, I wanted to ask. Are you going to Hogsmeade tomorrow?" Dean asked. 

"Yes, I am." I nodded. "Hermione's got us all going to the hog's head, so we have to."

"Oh yes, but I mean, I was wondering if you wanted to do anything after or before that?" Dean asked, his adams apple bobbed down his throat, and I had a feeling he didn't mean hanging out as friends.

I forced my eyes not to dart to Draco and put on my kindest smile. "Oh, I'm sorry... I can't. I made plans with someone else." I could see the heat crawling up on Dean' s face, but his smile didn't faulter. 

"Oh, okay. Well, I'll see you later than." 

"See you later." 

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I looked through the racks of clothes in Gladrags Wear. I didn't find anything that screamed throw your money at me, or I need you right now I'm going to die. I was so focused on the clothes I didn't notice someone coming up behind me and grabbing me by the waist. 

"Boo!" I dropped the clothes in my hand, and turned around, ready to tackle whoever it was before I spotted Draco's white, blond hair, and silver, blue eyes. 

"Draco," I breathed, setting my arm down and glared at him. "You scared me." I smacked him on the arm, Draco bent down picking up the clothes I dropped. 

"Yes, that was the point." I rolled my eyes, a small smirk tugging at my lips. 

"How did you know I was in here?"

"I saw you through the window." With his arms filled with clothes, I took out my wand, flicked my wrist, and watched them hang themselves on the rack. 

"I thought you would be here with Lavender and Parvati?"

"I didn't feel like seeing Lavender." I answered, tucking my wand into my pocket. 

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