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its been a week since my 'closure' with ginny. since then, she never stopped pestering me and my friends. she wouldn't stop begging me to talk to her.
his brother, ron, almost lost his mind at the sight of his pathetic sister, pleading to a prince like me. i dont want to brag, but they say im considered as the slytherin prince of my age. hell, i must've been drunk when i chose a weasley as my fuck buddy.
in my potions class, malfoy couldn't stop laughing at the red headed woman, as i ignored her stares. "looks like the weasley has a terrible crush on you lately," he chuckled. i ignored him as well, focusing on what i was brewing. draco decided to look busy, copying the other's work. for today's potion, we were supposed to make some kind of potion to heal wounds. everyone was expecting me to finish up early, especially the professor. they know im the best at potions.
lost in my train of thoughts, a brunette came to me. i was too busy with dealing with ginny and my brewing pot when suddenly she said, "hey. i couldn't help but notice that you're almost done with brewing."
i looked up the girl. i realized it was hermione granger, the class bookworm. being the bookworm she is, she'd always doubt someone's capabilities and knowledge, just by looking at their faces and personalities. one time, goyle made a rumor about her seducing one of our professors to get the grade that she wanted. we can't blame her. she is that sexy woman everyone wants to be with. however with that kind of attitude, i dont think anyone can.
i replied, "yeah, almost." this was highly unusual as she never bothers to talk to any of us slytherins.
"i just have a favor to ask since not all of us are finished with whatever this is," she whispered. "can i get some tips? or at least, let me borrow your book."
"let you borrow mine? you dont have yours?" she asked me to lower my voice down by putting her finger between my lips. i chuckled, knowing she was probably desperate to finish up early. professor slughorn guaranteed the first five finishers a bonus.
"its embarassing. i was peeking on my seatmate's book. i misplaced mine at the library," she whispered again. "please, im barely making anything out of here."
i handed my book to her. "i suppose i can give you mine," i said.
without even a thank you, she quickly grabbed the book and continued with her brewing. i shrugged it off and stirred. i was already done. the potion i made turned out decently, as always. looks like ive won that 5 point bonus. as always!
i waited by the bench for everyone to finish, excited to see the next finisher. malfoy raised me a middle finger from afar. i stuck my tongue out to tease him. the next three finishers had finished. the whole class sped up their work, to catch up to be the next finisher for the bonus. professor slughorn was presurring the students, checking every singe output.
a few minutes passed and the professor finally announced the final finisher. to my surprise, it was granger, holding my book. im impressed. but no thank you? what an ungrateful woman. i smirked.
after class, i caught up to her, as she held her books to her chest. i tapped her shoulder and she didn't even twitch.
"dont i deserve a thank you?" i asked. she scoffed.
"for what?"
"for what i did for you back there," i said. "be grateful i gave you my book. thats a special kind. im the only reason why you won that bonus."
i was right. my potions book was one of a kind. it was the half-blood prince's. it was one of the many reasons why im very good at potions class.
"okay, thank you, now go," she sarcastically says. what was her problem? my egotistic self wasnt leaving before receiving a proper acknowledgement.
"you sounded insincere. try again," i teased.
"i said thank you," she stopped.
"why are you in rush? are you trying to avoid me?"
"you know, the gryffindors hate you. you and your snobbish group. your house is a mess."
"and yet, we have greater house points," i brutally reminded her. she groaned in annoyance.
"not. the. point!" she exclaimed. "im just saying that i didnt have a choice but to ask help from you a while ago. can we please just forget that happened?"
"granger, why are you trying to avoid me?"
"because we hate you," she says.
"just say thank you and ill leave."
she didnt say a word and squinted her eyes.
"thank you, kind sir. for the wonderful help you have been to me! im sure one day, ill be able to repay you! whatever you want! this really served a decent lesson to me!" she, again, sarcastically says.
i stepped forward, slowly, wearing a smug smirk. "why dont you repay me now?" i flirted. she backed away from me and sexily walked away as fast as she could. i didnt chase her, and let her run off.
