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DRACO, BEING THE BIG SOOK HE IS, DIDN'T APPEAR IN CLASSES UNTIL THE FOLLOWING THURSDAY.
vega had begrudgingly visited him in the hospital wing once or twice, though mostly just to pester and mock him.
draco only reappeared into classes half way through a torturous double potions lesson.
he swaggered into the dungeon, his right arm covered in bandages and bound up in a sling, acting as though he were the heroic survivor of some dreadful battle, vega rolls her eyes.
"how is it, draco?" simpered pansy, "does it hurt much?"
vega purses her lips, the mild appeal she held for pansy was starting to dwindle.
"yeah," said draco, putting on a brave sort of grimace.
"settle down, settle down," said professor snape idly, vega resisted the urge to spew every insult she ever knew at the man.
they were making a new potion today, a shrinking solution. draco set up his cauldron right next to harry and ron, so that they were preparing their ingredients on the same table.
vega rolls her eyes,
merlin, he lives for the drama, doesn't he?
"sir," draco called, "sir, I'll need help cutting up these daisy roots,because of my arm --"
"weasley, cut up malfoy's roots for him," said snape without looking up, vega deadpanned.
ron went brick red."there's nothing wrong with your arm," he hissed at draco. draco smirked across the table."weasley, you heard professor snape; cut up these roots."
vega shrugged the lot off, focusing on her own potion.
"professor," drawled draco, leaving vega with a feisty need to strangle him. "weasley's mutilating my roots, sir."
snape approached their table, stared down his hooked nose at the roots,then gave ron an unpleasant smile from beneath his long, greasy black hair."change roots with malfoy, weasley."
"but, sir --!" ron had spent the last quarter of an hour carefully shredding his own roots into exactly equal pieces."now," said snape in his most dangerous voice. ron shoved his own beautifully cut roots across the table at draco,then took up the knife again.
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