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Draco's Dilemma

"Draco, Draco, wake up. We'll be late for potions with the Gryffindors if we don't have breakfast now," Blaise towers over me, dressed and with hunger in his eyes. "Pansy is looking for you so I suggest you get your arse moving."

My eyes widen at the thought of Pansy Parkinson looking for me. She probably wants to get back together with me. Hermione Granger is my number one priority right now though.

"Why can't you try to distract Pansy as I go eat," I whined. "I don't want to be late for potions," Blaise smirked at my last statement.

"And why is that Draco?"

"Shut your bloody mouth up Blaise or I'll hex you to the next wizarding war."

"Fine, fine, you win," Blaise puts his hands up in surrender. "I'm off to hunt down Pansy for my best friend. Grab me a piece of toast, will you?" With that, Blaise walks away.

"Bloody arses, one day I'm going to kill him," I mumbled, suddenly aware that Blaise was like my servant or a lost puppy following a random person hopefully. "At least I'm not the only Slytherin that likes a Gryffindor," I remembered in our fifth year, Blaise had a major obsession with that Weasley Girl. I'm pretty sure her name is Ginny or Jenny. Something like that.

I slowly trudge up to get my clothes on and rush down to the great hall to grab a few pieces of toast.

I skid into potions class and take my seat just before Professor Slughorn marches up to the heavy classroom to slam it shut.

"Blaise, here." I toss a few pieces of bread in Blaise's direction when Slughorn turns his back to me.

"Okay everyone, let's begin today's advanced potions class with making Amortentia, the world's strongest, most powerful love potion."

I turn my head to Slughorn talking.

"Partners today are one Slytherin and one Gryffindor. Mr. Potter and Mr. Nott. Mr. Weasley and Ms. Parkinson. Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Granger. Ms. Weasley and Mr. Zabini...."

Hermione turned her head around from the front of the room to look at me, wide-eyed. "Mudblood," I yell across the room to her, "Get your filthy self over here and start working," I smirked.

"Malfoy, don't say a word against her. If you hurt her, I will break you." Ron Weasley shoves his filthy blood traitor wand at my throat.

"Oh shove off Ron. Leave Malfoy alone." Hermione steps in front of me and pushes Ron away.

"Mr. Weasley I don't think you want me to take ten points from Gryffindor. So please sit down and get started with Ms. Parkinson, please. Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Granger back to work."

"Come on Granger, let's go work." I grabbed her hand and pulled her toward me.

"Draco, what happened to nothing in public?" She barely whispers as her breath hits my ear. Goosebumps crawled over my skin.

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