Fake Love -- Dramione

• A Vicious Cycle of Pent Up Sexual Tension •

Hermione

I walked across the potions classroom towards Draco's desk.

Draco's eyes met mine and the breath was sucked out of me.

All I could think was, oh shit.

"Draco," I said in greeting, sliding onto the stool next to him.

"Granger," he said.

I turned to face him, the question of what next was banging around in my head and I was desperate to know the answer.

"Miss Granger, face forward, class has begun," Snape's voice quipped.

I blushed and turned on the stool to face Snape.

Out of the corner I saw Ginny and Pansy biting their lips to try not to laugh. I shot them a dirty look before pulling out my notes.

"Today I will be attempting to teach you all the functions and purposes of Gillyweed," Snape's gaze locked on Seamus, "And before you make a smart remark about muggle drugs, Mr. Finnegan. Gillyweed is not a drug."

Seamus' mouth fell closed and he pouted, leaning his head against his arm.

"As I was saying..." Snape turned around to begin writing on the board.

I sighed and pulled out my quill, dipping it in the ink, ready to begin taking notes on things that I already knew.

Draco stretched back and his leg brushed against mine, causing me to jump sky high, spilling ink over the paper.

Draco coughed away a laugh, his leg remained against mine.

I tried to clean up the page while moving my legs away from his.

His leg simply moved with mine.

I gave him a look out of the corner of my eye, Do you mind?

A bit jumpy, Granger. Care to explain why?

That's the last thing I'd like to do, actually, I tried to scribble down what Snape was writing, but it was starting to get hard to concentrate.

Oh? And why is that, He was grinning like the bastard he is.

I rolled my eyes at him, Astoria's going to be pissed.

That took the grin right off his face.

What if I don't care if Astoria's pissed or not?

I turned to face him, confused, "What do you mean?"

"Miss. Granger, Would you like to teach this class? Do you believe that you do not need to pay attention in my class?"

"I think Hermione would do a mighty fine job teaching this class, personally," Ron muttered.

Snape's eyes narrowed on him and he visibly shrunk in his seat next to Harry.

"That's ten points from Gryffindor for the two of you," Snape sneered before dramatically turning to draw a diagram on the board.

I groaned and put Draco far from my mind, which was significantly harder when he was next to me, and focused on potions.

• • •

Draco

I threw my bag at the sofa as we walked into the Slytherin common room before dropping myself on top of it, groaning.

Blaise and Pansy made their way in together, Pansy grinning while Blaise looked mildly confused.

Pansy nudged Blaise and nodded in my direction before falling on the other sofa, a small smile on her face.