✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*Malfoy's Tutor*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*Chapter Fourteen*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Potion's Class

At my table were Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Ron seemed to be struggling a lot with this potion. So did Hermione; her hair was all frizzed up, and smoke from her cauldron lifted into the air. 

Harry seemed fine. He told us how his book had little notes written on the sides with things crossed out. 

It was satisfying to see my potion coming along nicely. Though following the instructions was a hassle, it became better with patience. For instance, cutting the Sopophorous beans was tricky due to their slippery and hard nature, causing them to scatter at times. However, following Harry's advice to cut them gently and "crush" them made a difference. I've learned to make changes to the instructions to improve the process.

The time was up! Slughorn had given us one hour to brew this concoction, and I think I had done it. Slughorn walked over to the student's potions. Some were relatively good, while others turned out to be horrendous. I think someone's potion came alive...

Slughorn walked over to Harry's next and dropped a leaf in it. The leaf instantly disintegrated; it was truly perfect. 

"Merlin's Beard! But it's perfect. So perfect, I daresay one sip would kill us all! Your mother was a dab hand at potions, but this... My, my, what can't you do, m'boy? Perhaps you will save us all in the end," Slughorn droned about Harry's potion.

Yeah, it's good. I thought. But come and check mine! 

"Let's see if Y/N can beat that masterpiece," the professor said, walking up to my station.

As he dropped a leaf into my hand, my eyes followed it as it descended into the pot. The leaf landed on the surface of the potion and crumbled into nothingness, leaving no trace behind. A smile spread across my face as the professor looked on in amazement.

"My, my," Professor Slughorn began. "Both of these potions get a vial! Y/N, you're lucky I have an extra!"

Harry and I stood in the front. All our classmates gathered around us as Slughorn handed us the Liquid Luck. 

"Use it well..." Slughorn warned. 

Draco's Point of View

I'm not one bit angry that Y/N got the vial. I am more disgusted by the fact that Stupid Potter got one. What's he got to do with potions? That's my thing. Pathetic. He should be jealous of me; I'm doing better in Defense Against the Dark Arts. I hate Harry Potter.

I wasn't in much of a good mood this evening. I heard about what happened to Katie Bell. It's killing me inside. I didn't want anything to happen to her... I didn't know that the necklace would touch her. This is so freaking stressful. I feel so guilty. All I wish was someone I could be able to rant to. Tell them about my life... I want someone to listen to me. What about Y/N? Is she your girlfriend? Not to the public. I want to keep it a secret for now. Well, is she even my girlfriend? Maybe she could be. Sure, we've kissed, but it probably means nothing. Since we're speaking of Y/N, where is she? I thought she would come for tutoring tonight. 

There were soft knocks at the door. Y/N! 

I ran up to the door and cleared my throat. Why the hell am I so excited? I opened the door slightly, making sure it was her. 

"Blaise? What is it?" I groaned. 

"Not happy to see one of your best buddies?" Blaise teased. "Anyways, I just wanted to know if you did the homework for Potions."

"No, actually," I said. "Sorry, mate."

"I'll go ask Pansy," Blaise replied and left. I could hear him saying "thanks" in the distance. 

There were rapid footsteps that got louder. Before closer my door, I looked out to see who it was. 

"Y/N!" I exclaimed and lowered my voice. "Y/N... good to see you."

"Hi, Draco!" she greeted in her cheerful voice. "I have a gift for you!"

"Oh, Y/N," I began. "You need to stop with the gifts."

Her expression dropped, and her eyes became big. They started to become glossy, and she let go of her bag, allowing it to fall to the ground. 

"You don't like them, Draco?" she asked with a whimper. Oh, please don't cry... 

I walked up to her and put my hands on her arms, squeezing them tightly. I pressed my chest against her and put my hand on her head. 

"Y/N, I love them," I explained. "But, I think it's my turn to give you something."

"You've given me enough," she quickly said. She pulled away from the hug. She rummaged through her bag and pulled out the vial. It was the vial from this morning.

"Close your eyes, love," she said softly. Love... I thought, my heart pounding fast. "And hold out your hands."

I gently shut my eyes and held out my hands to her. As her hands lightly touched mine, I felt something cold in my hands. Could this be... 

"Open 'em!" Y/N shouted, and I opened my eyes, looking down into my hands. 

"What am I meant to do with this?" I asked, confused. 

"Up to you," Y/N started. "I won it for you today."

For me? Oh, darling, why would you do that? 

"Darling," I whispered. "I cannot take this; you earned it."

"For you," she repeated. "I saw how hard you were working. You deserve it more."

I can't take this. Why is she doing this for me? Why? She's so cute, and I want her to be mine. Taking this makes me feel guilty, but she keeps insisting on me. I planned to take her out on a date once things in my head began to calm down. I want to tell her everything...

I wrapped my arms around her and ran my fingers through her hair. Everything about her was just brilliant. My neck tingled as her arms slung over my shoulders and her fingers on my neck. I gave her one more tight squeeze before I went down her back. 

Everyone thinks I want to use girls for sex. I don't know if Y/N would like to do that anytime soon, but I can wait 'till she's ready. I'm not going to force her if she doesn't want to. This is much better than any sexual interest. I don't know how this girl made me fall for her quickly. I have the same thoughts repeating in my head; how did we fall in love?