The Potter Twin Who Lived (Draco X Reader) (Book 1) [DISCONTINUED]

Potions Master

     (Y/n)'s POV

     I started the second day with my first Potions class. The class took place at a dungeon. Draco sat next to my left and Harry just behind me.

     Then, a man with a quite long black hair burst in followed by his black robe enter the class. "As there is little foolish wand-waving here, many of you will hardly believe this magic." He said while walking to his table in front and continued as soon as he reached it. "I don't expect you will really understands the beauty and softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind ensnaring the senses..." He stopped again, looking at Draco who was now smiling.

     "I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death, if you aren't as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach."

     "Mr Potter!" Said the professor suddenly. I turned my face to see Harry and saw him writing something and quickly put his quill down went Hermoine elbowed him to informed him that the professor called him."Our new... celebrity." He said, looking at my brother with unwanted expression.

     "What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" He asked. "I don't know,sir." Harry said and Hermoine's hand had shot into the air. Did the professor though he can remember all thing in the book?

     "Fame clearly isn't everything." He exclaimed while ignoring Hermoine's hand. "Let's try again, Mr Potter. Where would you look if I told you to find me a bezoar?"

      "I don't, sir." Harry replied the same answer.

      Hermoine hand stretched her hand as high into the air as it would go without her leaving her seat.

    "Thought you wouldn't open a book before coming,eh, Potter?"

     Malfoy, Parkinson, Crabbe and Goyle now were shaking with laughter.

     "Don't laugh, guys." I said.

     "Oh, come on, (Y/n). It's funny. How do you think we will be able to hold it?" Malfoy said. Wait, (Y/n)?

     "It is not funny, Draco." I replied quickly.

     Before he could open his mouth we can hear the professor continue asking Harry the third question - " What is the difference, between monkshood and wolfbane?"

     Hermoine couldn't stand it anymore, she stood up, her hand stretching towards the dungeon.

     "I don't know, I think Hermoine does, though, why don't you try her?" Harry said, quietly, but it can be heard by the students in the dungeon.

     A few people laugh, mostly Gryffindor. I just sat there while a blank expression. Was that really my brother?

     "Sit down." The professor snapped at Hermoine. Poor girl. "Miss Potter!" He suddenly called me and turned to face me.

    "Do you," he said "by any chances, know the answers?"

     "Well, umm.." I stopped for a few seconds to take a deep breath and answers, "Asphodel and wormwood make a sleeping potion so powerful it is known as the Draught of Living Death. A bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat and it can save us from most poisons. Meanwhile, monkshood and wolfbane are a same plant, which also goes by the name of aconite, sir." I finished.