I Refuse to Love You [A Draco Malfoy Love Story]

Chapter Four/ Pairings in Potions♥

First class: Potions. Potions actually isn't too bad. My dad was the top of his class in Potions, so I was a natural. The problem? The teacher. Severus Snape is void of any emotion what so ever. He couldn't love anybody if he wanted to, honestly. When we got to potions every one took a seat, but Snape had another ideas. "Class, stand in the back of the room and I will be assigning partners." He smiled when the class groaned. I got up and walked to back in a hurry, eager to stand next to Hermione. "Hey!" I whispered smiling. She gave a little wave then turned her attention back to Snape.

"Granger and Goyle" She sighed and took a seat to where he was pointing. "Weasley and Parkinson." "Finnigan and Brown." "Potter and Patil, Padma." and so the process continued until he said something that made my blood run cold. "Malfoy and Jones" I quickly raised my head and immediately made eye contact with Draco. He scowled and started slowly walking to the table he assigned us... we would be sitting with Ron and Pansy. Well, Atleast I had Ron! When we sat down i scooted my chair as far away from Malfoy as possible, he did the same. When everyone was paired and settled we began working on the project. We were apparently supposed to be making and Aging Potion. Draco quickly began fumbling with the ingredients and accidently spilt dragon blood all over the table.

"Bloody Hell, Draco! Watch what you're doing!" He glared at me and began to wipe it up. "Don't tell me what to do, Jones." "You think you're so great just because you're a pureblood!" I whispered angrily. At this point Ron could hear everything. "Well, purebloods are great. they're the best wizards out there! We're just surrounded by filthy half bloods and mud bloods.." "Don't you dare use that term around me, Malfoy." I said taking a step towards him. We were both standing up, and since Snape was out looking for Dumbledore, he couldn't interrupt. "What?" He said tauntingly. "Standing up for that bushy haired Hermione?" I leaned in close so our noses were almost touching. 'Insult her one more time and I swear it will be the last thing you'll do." When he didn't immediately respond with a witty response I was confused. Then I realized he was standing up straight, looking behind my shoulder at something. I twirled around and saw Snape standing there, tapping his foot. "well, well, well. I expected more of you two. Detention after dinner, polishing trophies until i can see myself." "But Professor Snape-" He interuppted me saying "Would you like to make it two Miss Jones?" I shook my head and sat back down, not talking to Malfoy again.