She's right in front of him.
Draco finds it impossible to avert his eyes, captivated by the radiance of her smile and the enchanting sound of her laughter. It stands out starkly against the world he is accustomed to, yet he can't resist the emotion...
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8th Year
In the vibrant greenhouse, Draco and Y/N found themselves partnered for Herbology. The aroma of magical plants filled the air as they began their task.
Draco, picking up a potted Mandrake, glanced at Y/N. "Hope you've got your earmuffs ready. These little things can be quite noisy."
Y/N grinned, adjusting her earmuffs. "I'm all set. Let's get to work."
As they worked, Draco couldn't help but enjoy the surprisingly pleasant atmosphere. The camaraderie between them was growing, and the shared tasks made the Herbology lesson unexpectedly enjoyable.
Suddenly, Mattheo and Lorenzo, Draco's friends, appeared in the greenhouse. Mattheo nudged Draco, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Well, well, look who's getting chummy with a Hufflepuff."
Lorenzo chimed in with a teasing smirk. "Should we start calling you Dracopuff now?"
Draco rolled his eyes, trying to dismiss the banter. "Very funny, guys. We're just partners for Herbology."
Mattheo winked at Y/N, "Partners, huh? Seems like more than just Herbology is blossoming here."
Y/N laughed, brushing off the teasing. "Just focusing on the plants, gentlemen. Nothing more."
The playful banter continued as they worked, the greenhouse filled with laughter and the occasional ribbing from Draco's friends.
Professor Sprout approached the group, her hands adorned with soil. "Good work, everyone. Now, for your weekend assignment, you'll be tending to the rare Venomous Tentacula plants. Handle with care, and remember the antidote is in the orange flask by the greenhouse entrance."
Draco exchanged a knowing glance with Y/N. "Looks like we've got weekend plans. Ready for some more greenery?"
Y/N chuckled, "Absolutely. We make a good team, after all."
As the professor moved on to give instructions to other pairs, Mattheo sighed, looking at his partner with a hint of desperation. Draco couldn't resist teasing him, "Cheer up, Mattheo. It's just a bit of gardening. Maybe Lorenzo can give you some tips on handling delicate things."
Lorenzo laughed, slapping Mattheo on the back. "Don't worry, mate. I'm sure you'll find your green thumb."
Mattheo shot Draco a mock glare. "Very funny. You just wait, Draco. You'll get your turn."
