You Make Me Complete. You Make Me Completely Miserable.

just asking for attention

Portions class is entirely pointless, at least in Draco's mind. He sat there flying threw the process it was far too easy for him. His partner was Pyra a smart yet extremely manipulative girl, who could do the work her self but would prefer to trick you into doing it. Just like draco. Both slytherin's, Both mavericks,They were perfect for each other. But she just could never grab his attention.
" now you put the eels tounge in before the fly's wing?" Pyra said batting her eyelashes.
" no of coarse not! Here let me" the control freak in draco took over. Just as she had planned. He began to chop, and mix the rest of the brew. She stayed carefully watching him. She was undoubtedly pretty. Her golden eyes. Wavy brown and blonde hair, she was a transfer from America making her tan skin and curves seem exotic. Compared to the pasty white, stuck up girls who went to Hogwarts, With your causal exception. But draco had never been interested. She just wasn't his type.
" class you have 30 minuets remaining. Take your time to do this correctly." Proffeser Snape gave a look to draco.
" now we just need to boil it." Draco mumbled more to himself then to Pyra.
" well I can help you with that." Pyra whispered. She looked around to see if anyone else was watching.
" NO NO no.." Before he could slip in another no pyra had lit the wick underneath the test tube ablaze. She had always had a hand in pyromancing ( the practice of fire magic )and had mastered it so well she didn't even have to use her wand.
Malfoy scowled. Pyra braced her self for a hit in the back of the head by proffeser Snape. Only after she thought it wouldn't come, professer Snape struck. She rubbed the back of her head smiling.
" miss do I need remind you that. You have been told many a time not to play with fire! We do not need another spontaneous combustion to be on your behalf!"
" no sir." She shouted, saluting him. The class giggled. Malfoy didn't dare laugh when snape was so near. She was slapped again.
" this is not a yank school, Or the army so You do not need to shout like that when addressing me!"
" yes sir" she said calmly. She looked at malfoy hopefull to see if he was the least bit entertained. But he wasn't even looking at her. He was watching Hermione granger, finish up her potion. Trying to keep Ron from copying.
She failed time after time to gain Draco's attention. Sighing she finished the potion, after all she too was smart she just didn't care to show it. Draco's eyes remained locked on the curly haired beauty.
" times up! Laddels at the ready!" Snape commanded. " shall we start with you potter...ahk absolutely terrible." He walked several graceful steps to grangers desk. Draco's eyes locked on the back of her head, as if enchanted. " well done miss granger, you have managed to create a perfect pepperup potion. Well done." The class gave a half hearted applause because no one really cared. Throughout snapes go abouts malfoy eyes remained locked on granger. Suddenly Ron's head turned toward malfoy. Supiciosly the carrot top raised an eyebrow. Malfoy looked away as if nothing happened. When Harry began to stare at him too. Malfoy covered himself by dipinng his quill in red ink. He slowly drew a line across his neck. The drops of ink driped down his neck like blood. He pointed to the two boys and let his head drop. Harry and Ron quickly looked away. Malfoy was threw with their suspicious glances and comments. That would shut them up for some time. He took the ends of his scarf and moped up the ink.
Pyra raised her hand to malfoy.
" nice one dude " she called bobbing her head up and down letting her forearm hang their.
" never minds its a american thing, called a high five. See." She smacked her palm against Draco's. He quickly pulled it away confused. And draco malfoy hated being confused.
" let us see here miss pyro."Snape scoffed Laughing at his own joke. "and of coarse Mr malfoy. Slightly overheated yet second only to miss grangers."
" and Ron!" Shouted the ginger in protest. Snape threw a pencil across the room at him.
" like you helped?" Whispered Hermione.
" I was moral support!" Replied Ron.
" and you were great." She said putting an arm over his shoulder. Draco looked away. Snape had moved on with his grading.
" why are you starring at me like that?" Side eyed draco.
" why were you stairing at her like that?" Pyra rebutteled.
" hmmm....I see. This is a real situation we have here." He sighed.
" yes my dear. I'm glad you finally realize this"