Tough Love

Chapter One: The Potions Lesson

I was sat in Potions when Draco Nudged me. I turned to face him face completely stoic. "Malfoy?" He smirked and nodded.

"You are coming to my house this evening for dinner" he stated. I looked at him not changing my face.

"I am?"

He nodded and rolled his eyes. "You remember what tonight is right?" He laughed. I did know what tonight was. It was the night my life would change. For worse. I grabbed my quill and continued writing about the potion we were going to make tomorrow in our next lesson. "Y/N you can't be late otherwise he will be furious" he said readjusting his position. I rolled my eyes and continued writing. I couldn't care less about this dinner. Actually that was a lie. I was absolutely worried. There is no way that I could possibly "not care" about it. I was to be attending yet another Deatheater meeting. But before you jump to conclusions- no, I am not a Deatheater. My parents however, are. I am attending because I am their daughter- no matter how much I hate it.

"I know Malfoy, I'm not stupid" i sneered at him. He leaned back in his seat smirking raising his hands to his head in surrender. I scoffed and continued my focus on the lesson. My thoughts did begin to wander about the meeting that will be happening this evening but I didn't let it get to me too much. Professor Snape noticed my lack of focus and stopped mid sentence to call me out.

He cleared his throat and looked at me but I wasn't looking back at him. I was too busy looking at my hands on the desk. Malfoy nudged me for the second time that lesson but I brushed him off with a scowl. "Miss L/N if you wish to daydream in my class...it will be prudent to share it, before you receive detention" he drawled out. I looked up at him snapping back into focus after hearing my name. I remained quiet expecting him to continue, which he did. "Well?"

I sighed and looked into his Onyx eyes from my seat. I thought for a moment before speaking. "Professor Snape, you know legilimency...if you truly wanted to know what I was 'daydreaming' about. You could see for yourself...however you didn't so that suggests to me that you don't really care and I'm certain that nobody else in this room cares either. So please...continue with your lesson and talking to us about the Pepperup Potion so I can finish my notes" I answered. The class made an array of "oohs" and chuckling. Some gasped as if I told Dumbledore himself to suck my dick. Snape however looked furious. He strode over to the desk that Draco and I were sat at and looked down at me. I didn't break eye contact with him knowing that he would see me as weak if I did.

"You have a smart mouth for someone who is failing all of their classes" he snapped. I raised an eyebrow at him. I wasn't failing any of my classes. I had outstanding grades and probably should have been in Ravenclaw- I assume my Wit put me in Slytherin.

"Quite an exaggeration you've made Professor, as it appears on my grade card...I have O's in all of my classes. Including yours. So thank you for saying I have a smart mouth...I'll be sure to remember your compliment forever" I retorted. The other students now looked shocked. Some almost looked scared- not for them but for me. Snape scoffed before walking to the front of the classroom. His eyes scanning the room the entire time. I kept my gaze on him and his movements. If I was looking at him for the rest of the lesson it would be beneficial because then I would be able to learn about the potion and also because it would intimidate him. I hope.

"Allow me to make myself clear- your words and actions will always have consequences. So do not sit in my lessons daydreaming because you can end up with the fate that Miss L/N will have" the students all around the room nodded and then he looked at me. I kept my eyes locked on his. I wasn't about to let him win. "Miss L/N, you have detention for the rest of the week from 7pm to 9pm. With me. Do I make myself clear?" He asked rhetorically.