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"Asphodel, dragon blood, draught of peace, dittany, fairy wings, doxy eggs, flying seahorse." Draco noted down to his notebook. They were currently standing inside the library ,searching for ingredients that might work.

"And dragonfly thorax." Y/N said motioning the boy to note.

"It wont work." Draco whined as he closed his notebook with a thud.

"Shut up, It's worth a try." Y/N said, she also didnt have too much hope but still wanted to be optimistic about it. She handed Draco 3 books that might be useful while she had another 4 in her hands.

"What am I supposed to do with these?" Draco asked looking at the covers lazily.

"Read of course."

"Are we taking them with us? Are you crazy, what if get caught!?"

"Dont get caught then Malfoy. Read them until our next meeting. There might be some useful information." Y/N ordered before she turned around to leave.

The boy jogged towards the girl. "I still wonder who you are making this potion for, tell me is it Potter?" Malfoy whsipered as they got out of the library. He put the books Y/N gave to his bag.

Y/N rolled her eyes, "I told you, it's non of your business."

"Actually, it is my business since I'm helping you to make it!" Draco whisper-yelled. He was getting annoyed. "What if I use my one wish for you to tell me what is it for."

"You know that you can use it for better things."

"No, I'm using it right now, tell me. Is Potter a werewolf? Or is it Weasley?"

"Malfoy-"

Draco suddenly took out his wand from his pocket and held it towards the girls throat, pinning her towards the wall. Y/N dropped her books and gulped.

"Tell me right now, keep your promise and tell me." Draco said, his voice low. His grey orbs found their way to Y/N's. If looks could kill Y/N would be dead already.

Y/N opened her mouth to talk but before any words could come out, someone inturrupted them.

"Why hello Miss Y/N and Mr Malfoy." Snape greated the two.

Draco backed away from the girl as he heard Snape's voice. Y/N quickly got her books from the ground and hurried to the Gryffindor common room after she mouthed a "good night proffesor" to Snape. Snape's gaze found Draco's. Draco nervously walked away to his common room too. Proffesor Snape being Snape, decided to ignore the situation because, well it was Draco, Slytherin.

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"I can't believe they're going to kill Buckbeak. It's just too horrible." Hermionie said sadly. They were walking towards Hagrid's house, mostly hoping to comfort him.

"What did I tell you? Father said I can keep the hippogriff's head. I think I'll donate it to the Gryffindor's common room." Draco joked looking towards Hagrid's house and to the poor hippogriff sitting beside it. The hippogriff almost looked like he knew this was his last day. He was sitting there calmly, admiring the nature.

"Look who came!" Goyle said elbowing, Crabbe. Draco noticed the four Gryffindors. "Ah, come to see the show?"

Y/N looked towards the blonde, in disbelief. Even though she didnt let him say anything about it, he looked sorry the night before. But now, he could say something like this, with no guilt...

"You! You foul, loathsome, evil little cockroach!" Hermione yelled as she pointed her wand at Malfoy's throat in anger. Karma.

Draco stood there whimpering as Hermione keeped her wand against the blondes throat. "Hermione he's not worth it." Ron said.

After Ron's words, Hermione slowly lowered her wand and turned to face her friends again. Draco chuckled. Huge mistake. With his chuckle Hermione turned to him again and punched him in the middle of his face.

Y/N widened her eyes, she didnt expect this the slightest. "That was such a bad-ass of you Hermione!" She beamed. Her best friend chuckled at her reaction.

Y/N looked towards Draco who shouted, "Not a word to anyone you filthy mudblood!". Then he started running away. "I'm sorry you three, go ahead. I have something to take care of. I'll meet you three later." She said before leaving.

Harry was getting more and more suspicious. First the map, then this.

She followed the path Draco went. She figured out that he was probably crying his eyes out under a tree.

She ran through some trees, regreting her decision rather quickly after seeing the boy under a tree, playing with his wand. There was a hint of sadness in his face.

Y/N sat beside the boy, not sure why she was there in the first place. She had thought she could bring up his actions last night and threathen him or something, but seeing him in sorrow like this, made her stop.

She sat beside him awkwardly for some time. After all that time figuring out what to say, she finally spoke, "You deserved it."

Draco continued drawing circles to the ground beside him. "Leave me alone Y/N."

Y/N? First name basis when? She turned her face towards the boys and studied his face. His nose was still red from Hermione's punch. If Draco wasnt in a mood like this she would laugh, she thought he looked cute, but decided against it since he was still in a bad mood.

"I told my dad that I didnt want Buckbeak dead. I said it was an unfortunate incident. But he didnt listen..."

Y/N didnt know if she should believe the boy or not. It didnt look like he was in a state to lie but his words about keeping the creatures head...

Draco didnt say anything after that. He knew what Y/N was thinking but didnt bother to explain. He didnt feel the need to explain. She was just someone who caught him being vulnerable, nothing e-

Draco felt a pair of arms hugging him. Y/N didnt like the sight infront of her. Draco Malfoy was a bully, why was he being vulnerable infront of her? It triggered the humanity inside Y/N. She hated it. Why would she feel other emotions besides hate towards Draco Malfoy. It was an unfamiliar feeling.

Draco didnt know how to react. Was she pitying him? No way he was being pitied by a Gryffindor, he was also being pitied by a half-blood! He was getting hugged by a half-blood! But still, he didnt push her. She was supposed to be your number two enemy Draco, after Harry Potter of course. What happened?

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