Chapter 5

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Next thing I remember is Potter grabbing Draco. He was so full of anger and his hands were shaking.

The ginger one grabbed Potter's hand and said: "C'mon, Harry. You're gonna get in trouble."

"Harry, please", whispered girl.

"Listen to them", I said, not really knowing what i was doing. "You don't want to get in trouble again." I mean, I maybe didn't know Harry Potter, but everybody in Hogwarts know that he is a troublemaker.

Potter let go of Draco. Draco smirked. "Good, Potter. Trying to be a hero, don't you? You are pathetic."

Before Potter could say anything, his friends take his arms and leave us alone.

"Do you think he could hurt you?", I asked Draco.

"Potter? Of course not. He is a coward."

"Really? The chosen one?"

He looked me straight in the eyes. "I am the chosen one."

Well, I was confused. But never mind.

"Now he thinks that I'm your girlfriend", I said blushing.

"So? You don't wanna be?"

"What?"

"Every girl wants to be my girlfriend", he said laughing. "You can't be the only one."

"You'll always have Pancy", I said and we burst into laughter.

"I don't want her", he said.

"But she wants you."

"It doesn't matter anyway. I don't have time for girlfriend now. I have some other things to do."

Oh crap.

I mean, I'm not dissapointed or something like that. No, not at all. Well I still have dreams. It's okay.

"Why?", I asked. "What you have to do?"

"It's a secret."

"I can keep a secret, too."

"You know what they said? Two can keep a secret if one of them is dead. And I want you alive, girl."

Oh my fucking god. I can't feel my legs.

"Okay", I said breathless. What the fuck is wrong with me? I should've been more around the people, now I'm acting like savage.

"Let's go", he said. "We're gonna miss Potions."

"With our new Proffesor", I giggled.

"Who didn't invited us into his club", he continued laughing.

"Thanks God!"

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We walked into the dungeon. It was really weird without Snape. I felt a little bit nostalgic. Just a little bit.

The class start and Proffesor Slughorn talked about him and potions and blah blah blah. Than, Potter and the ginger guy walked in, telling him that Proffesor McGonagall send them and that they don't have books. Whatever.

"Look, it's the boy who lived", Draco whispered into my ear. He was so close. I could smell him. And it was beautiful mint. Like from heaven.

I laugh at that and Slughorn looked at me.

Finally, Potter and the friend sat down and Slughorn continued.

"I've prepared a few potions for you to have a look at, just out of interest, you know. Anyone tell me what this one is?"

He indicated the cauldron nearest the our table.

That Potter's girlfriend raised hes hand; Slughorn pointed at her.

"It's Veritaserum, a colorless, odorless potion that forces the drinker to tell the truth."

"Very good, very good", said Slughorn.

Then he pointed at the cauldron nearest the Rawenclaw table, "this one?", he asked.

"Polyjuice potion, sir", said again that girl.

"Excellent! Now, this one here, my dear?", he asked looking at her again. Not now, bitch. I raised my hand.

"Amortentia", I shouted.

"It is indeed", Slughorn said turning to face me.

"The most powerful love potion in the world", I said.

"Quite right! You recognized it, I suppose, by its distinctive mother-of-pearl sheen?"

"And the steam rising in characteristic spirals", I said proudly. Gryffindor girl and Palcy both looked a little upset. Haha. Bitches.

"And it's supposed to smell differently to each of us, according to what attract us. I can smell oleanders, the smell before the rain and mint." I said and blushed. I forgot who smell like that.

"Oleanders?", said Slughorn with confused look. "That's unusual. But, you, miss-?"

"Astrid, Proffesore."

"Miss Astrid, that was a good answer. Twenty points to Slytherin! And of course, Miss Granger, twenty points to Gryffindor."

"Thank you", she said.

I was the best potion-maker. Snape thought I was the best. I mean, that's not because he hates Granger because she's mudblood- I mean, muggleborn. No, it's because she always has to listen to book and Snape don't like that. I, on the other side, use my brain.

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