How Do I Comprehend (Dramione)

Chapter Four- A Lion's Heart

"What for? Who for?" I couldn't believe that Malfoy was asking for my help to make a love potion.
"That isn't any of your concern-"
"Well it is if I'm brewing a love potion to make... you-know-who fall in love with me!" I spat and run my fingers through my hair.
"You've already agreed, okay. So there's no going back now." Malfoy shook his head, then walked to the door. "We will meet here every day at four o'clock, unless I say otherwise."
"But I have class-"
"Skip them. I do it all the time." Malfoy opened the door and gestured for me to go past.
I walked over and as I walked past him, we looked into each other's eyes. And I didn't know if it was vengance I wanted, or if I felt pity for him that he needed a love potion to make someone love him. Whatever it was, it made my heart flutter slightly. Once we had come out of the room, Malfoy put out his hand for me to shake, and I was hesitant at first, but I touched it, sending a shiver of chills around my body. Why was Draco making me feel like this? I hated him! Suddenly, Malfoy looked behind me and before I could turn to see what it was, I was being yanked forward and pushed up against Draco's chest. He was hugging me. I tried to push away, but he held me tightly against his body. Finally, he pulled away and brushed off his robes, while I stared at him, disgusted.
"What the hell?" I shouted. "Don't ever do that again! Ever!"
"Pansy was over there," Draco nodded behind me. "I couldn't let her see us shaking hands. It would look too suspicious."
"Oh, and I suppose hugging someone you hate isn't suspicious at all then?" I shivered, although a part of me felt violated, another part felt weird. Something else that was unfamiliar.
"Yeah well, trust me Granger. I didn't want to either." Malfoy grimaced and turned to walk away, but then he called back to me. "We start tomorrow! Bring your things!"

      Once I got back to the Gryffindor common room, I collapsed on the sofa, exhausted from my encounter with Malfoy. I sat there for a while, reading 'Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them', when Ron and Harry walked in, wearing their quidditch things.
"Hey!" I stood up and walked over, hugging Ron.
"Hey," Ron said as we pulled away. Harry walked upstairs, probably to change. "Where were you? I thought you were going to watch us play."
Every fibre of my being wanted to tell Ron what had happened today, but something didn't feel right about Draco. Like he was disconnected, and he wouldn't want anyone else knowing he was brewing a love potion. Although I loathed Draco, I was still a nice person.
"Oh, I'm so sorry! Professor Mcgonagull told me to wait for her in her office to talk about something." I took Ron's hand and dragged him over to the sofa, where we sat down. I snuggled up to his broad, husky warm shoulders while he hugged me tight to his waist.
"Things have been strangely normal, so far. Don't you think?" Ron asked me as we stared into the fire of the fireplace.
I smiled to myself, because, for me, everything was completely different.