"Hello professor I'm so sorry I'm late, I sort of got lost "
I said as I got into the potion classroom. Everyone was all ready working. I saw harry Ron and Hermione sitting together at a table, focused on their potion. And I couldn't help but notice him at the back of the class. Sitting on his own, deep into his potion making. The boy who I was told I don't want to have anything to do with. I couldn't help but freeze when I saw him. His grey eyes met mine and it was just as time had froze.
I was brought back to reality by snape" well misse Hugo, I do not know how things were done in your last school, but here it is rather normal to arrive in time to your classes. And of course knock at the door before you come in, perhaps you should ask you dad how things work in Hogwarts. I believe, if you are as hot headed as he used to be, the both of us won't get along really well"
He said with his low and steady voice. I was shocked he knew my dad, maybe they were at school at the same time.
" Yes I know and I am so sorry professor, but I couldn't find the classroom " I answered, uncertain of what his reaction would be to what I had said.
" Well perhaps you should consider buying a map, now go to your seat, you can pair with mister Malfoy for the rest of the term".
Of course Malfoy it had to be him otherwise my life would have been way too easy.
As I walked to seat next to Draco a could see Hermione's gaze on me. She was giving me the "do not befriend him" look.
" Hey " I said as I sat down.
He did not even look up, he did not even answer me. Okay, no very friendly I thought. If this is how nice Draco Malfoy was there would be no risks in me becoming friends with him.
I opened my book at the indicated page. And started brewing my potion. We were making armotentia a very strong love potion. This potion was quite special in fact it changed smells depending of what the one who smells it loves the most. It was especially hard to brew. I could see Draco doing great whereas every else was struggling.
" Could you pass me the unicorn hair " I said donc it was in his side of our table. He gave it to me still not saying a single word. Why was he being so silent, I thought. He seemed rather talkative when I saw him eating with his friends.
I noticed his ring and wanting to start a conversation so we won't have to stand here silently during all the potion classes of this term I said:
" I like your ring " . He still did not say a word, he did not even flinch or smile at me.
" not very chatty huh ". I added .
" what's with your accent?" He asked. His voice was soft and steady as he talked for the fist time .
" Ha! He talks! " I esclaimed chuckling.
" sorry not funny, it's because English isn't my first language, I'm French actually, I transferred from beauxbaton " I answered.
" you're doing it wrong" he said.
" Excuse me?" I said defensively.
" you are suppose to crush it not cut it, like that you can capture the essence better, here let me show you".
He reached for my knife, touching my hand. I could feel a small tickling as our hands met. I backed off and watched him proceed. God he seemed good at this.
" here there you go " he said after after perfectly smashing my seeds and poring them into my potion.
We didn't talk much for the rest of the class. I managed to brew a mild potion. While Draco's was perfect.
"See you Draco" I said before leaving the classroom.
To which he did not answer of course. Then I left going to my next class.
Despite everything I had been told about him, I could help being intrigued about Draco, and he didn't actually seem that bad, in fact it seemed to me like he was quite nice. Of course I was going to say any of that to Harry, Ron and Hermione, I did not want to risk making my newly made friends mad. I guess I would just wait and see. I had a feeling it would not be the last time I'll talk to Draco Malfoy
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FanfictionHey loves, I'm going to start writing this Draco malfoy story, I hope you guys will enjoy it. There will not be any smut in my story. The chapters will usually be pretty short