Andromeda Malfoy: Harry Potter Fanfic

First Potions Class

Andromeda's POV

The next day Draco has me sit with him at Breakfast and Snape gave us our time tables. "Look potions with Gryffindors" Draco says smirking . I sigh, sure I'll see Hermione. But no doubt Draco might try to cause trouble.

We finished breakfast and Draco practically dragged me to Potions. The potions lessons took place down in one of the dungeons. It was colder here than up in the main castle. Draco makes me sit in the front with him.

Professor Snape began to take the roll. "Andromeda Malfoy" he calls.

"Present" I say as I doddle in my book. He called my brother's name and then pauses at the next one.

"Ah. Yes, Harry Potter. Our new celebrity" he says and looks at Harry. Draco and his 'friends' snigger into their hands. He finished the roll before addressing the class. "You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of potion making. As there is little foolish wand-waving here, many of you will hardly believe this is magic. I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. 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" he explains.

Silence followed his speech and I just continued to doddle. But I notice Harry writing down what Snape said. "Then again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confidant enough to not...pay...attention" Snape says looking at him. Hermione elbowed Harry and nodded to Snape. Harry put his quill down.

"Potter, what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" Snape asks him. Hermione raises her hand automatically. While Harry looks confused.

"I don't know, sir" Harry says and Snape sneers.

"Let's try again. Potter, where would you look if I told you to find me a bezoar?" Snape asks. Again Harry doesn't know the answer but Hermione seems too. I notice Draco and his 'friends' shaking with quiet laughter. "What is the difference, Potter, between monkshood and wolfsbane?" he demands.

"I don't know sir, but clearly Hermione does. Ask her" Harry states pointing to Hermione who is now standing hand raised.

"Sit down and put that hand down" Snape orders her and she does as she's told. "Miss Malfoy, do you know the answers?" he asks me.

"Yes sir" I tell him.

"Answer them in order and the rest of you write the answers down" Snape instructs.

"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 will save you from most poisons. As for monkshood and wolfsbane, they are the same plant, which also goes by the name of aconite" I explain. As I write it down with the other students.

"Very good Miss Malfoy, take thirty points for Slytherin" Snape tells me. "Oh and Potter minus five points from Gryffindor for your cheek" he states. He then puts us into pairs to brew a simple cure for boils. I'm paired with Draco. I do most of the work while Draco spoke to his 'friends'.

Towards the end of the lesson Neville had somehow managed to melt Seamus's cauldron into a twisted blob. Their potion was seeping across the stone floor, burning holes in people's shoes. Within seconds, we are all standing on their stools while Neville, moaned in pain as angry red boils sprang up all over his arms and legs. From his spilled potion.

"Idiot boy!" Snape shouts as he makes the ruined potion disappear with a wave of his wand. "I suppose you added the porcupine quills before taking the cauldron off the fire?" he demands.

"Professor Snape he needs to see Madame Pomfrey, I can take him" I state.

"Very well, you help her" he says pointing to Neville's partner. As we leave the classroom I hear Snape take another five points off from Gryffindor. Blaming Harry for Neville's bad potion.

"Honestly, that is so unfair" I grumble and the Gryffindor boys look at me shocked. "Don't look so surprised, I maybe a Malfoy and be in Slytherin. But I don't follow their views" I tell them. "Don't tell anyone, but I'm friends with Hermione" I add.

"Really?" the Irish boy asks shocked.

"Yes, we have a lot in common and I don't why my family despise muggle borns. Hermione is very smart, talented and a good friend. I didn't even want to be in slytherin" I tell them.

"What house did you want to be in?" the boy asks me.

"I don't know, I just didn't want to lose my family by being put in another house" I state. We arrived at the Hospital wing. Then left Neville with Madame Pomfrey before deciding to go to our next classes. "What's your name?" I ask the boy.

"Seamus Finnegan" he answers.

"You can call my Andy, just don't let what I told you and Neville reach Slytherin ears. I don't want to risk losing my family" I tell him.

"Your secret is safe with us" he assures me. He then goes to charms while I went to greenhouse one. Draco soon appeared with the other Slytherin first years and Ravenclaw first years. He hands me my bag and I thank him. The rest of the day went smoothly.

A/N

Picture above of the first year time table for all houses and picture on the external link of Andromeda's outfit.