amortenia | drarry

07

          ,,mr. potter, would you care to inform us what may be more. . .interesting than potions?" snape said in his usual monotone voice, sparing no emotion towards the boy who reminisced him of his loved one.

          harry glazed at snape for a few seconds, burning the paper before snape could get his hands on it. everyone stared at harry for a few seconds, then once again, chatter was heard as conspiracies flew through the room.

          ,,ten points from gryffindor."

          'i bet it was a love letter' lavender brown, that female dog.

          'oh i bet it was towards malfoy' patil, not you too.

          'bet. harry ain't done no more than stare at the bloke." seamus finnigan. .

          ,,surely mr. potter's infatuation with mr. malfoy may be discussed perhaps when you're outside of this classroom, perhaps in the great hall." snape said and everyone quickly shut their traps. that's how harry liked it. no gossip. no drama.

          ,,what are the ingredients to make felix felicis, mr. weasley?"

          ,,i do not know." ron sighed and one of snape's corners of the mouth twitched, probably in the attempt to smirk.

          just five minutes until class was over. another five to get to the great hall. harry's stomach flipped even thinking of being in the great hall with all of the people who simply stared at him or whispered about him.

          not to mention the fact that his friends weren't even sat near him anymore. in fact, harry sat at the very end of the table now, alone. they didn't kick him out or anything. he just felt like it would be better to isolate himself.

          what bothered harry the most though, was that a certain blonde haired slytherin hasn't showed up to breakfast and neither lunch today. if harry noticed anything, draco always made sure to have two meals.

           harry couldn't help himself. he stood up, looked at his friends and it pained him to see that they haven't taken notice of his leave. or maybe they did, but harry's pride was too high in the sky to actually turn around and see what's going on in the great hall.

           he needed to find malfoy. and he needed to find him quick. not because he felt like the blonde was in danger, but because he needed to see if the blonde was alive.

           he now thanked fred and george wholeheartedly for the marauders' map.