Slowly Driving Hogwarts Insane...(rewriting once again)

Befriending Zabini

Throughout this whole class Harry felt a bit unnerved Zabini was almost always staring at him and while that wouldn't be a problem he wasn't staring at the work just Harry's whole body. It crept him out a lot.

"Why do you keep staring at me,"

"Just wondering how you cut and things,"

"You are just staring at me not the work I'm doing,"

"How do you know?"

"Its extremely obvious idiot,"

Zabini had just turned away. Harry just looked perplexed, why was he staring at me. Deciding it wasn't work, Harry continued to work cutting the materials and handing them to Zabini to place in the cauldron.

For all the rest of the double period they hadn't talked to one another, just getting the work done as shown on the board.

"Bottle your finished product," Snape ordered.

Grabbing a couple bottles Harry and Zabini got to work in bottling making around 4 bottles in total. After a unanimous agreement Zabini heading towards the Professor with the finished product. Handing it to Snape he immediately started to inspect it.

"A nice golden color, one shade to dark but that could be blamed on a second two long of waiting, seems to be perfect." Snape whispers.

Zabini had been infront waiting for the verdict thinking that they had failed and started to place all blame on potter.

"A perfect specimen, hand me the rest," Snape speaks after a few minutes of waiting.

"Huh....."

"Get going boy,"

Rushing to the table Zabini grabs the rest seeming as if they were the first ones done and people stared in shock at them. Snape had never asked for the rest.

"Here you go Professor," Zabini said with a hint of confusion.

Heading back down to sit Zabini looked at Potter who had his head down in his hands not paying attention.

"What did you do?"

"What do you mean?"

"How'd did... we get a full mark on this, I've never gotten a full mark?"

"Well my old partner would constantly mess with the concoction so my skills couldn't be shown, I've been slicing and dicing things since I was a child. Of course I would have good knife skills. I just wasn't ever paired rightfully to match that." Harry says nonchalantly

"Oh,"

"Mr.Potter and Mr. Zabini please stay after class," Snape yells.

"Yes Professor," They said in unison.

In a few minutes the bell had rung, waiting the two students watched as everyone else rushed towards their other classes. Snape had started to walk towards them when speaking.

"Now why haven't I ever seen this perfection from either of you, while I could understand Mr. Zabini but you potter never had gotten nowhere near close to a perfect,"

"I just haven't been paired with someone that could help my skills not hinder them," Harry shrugged.

"Since this seems to be a good pair you will be staying with each other for as long as possible. Now here," he says handing both of them a slip "Give this to your next teacher,"

"Thanks Professor," they once again spoke in unison. 

Seeing as they both had the same class they start to walk together not really in a hurry.

"I honestly thought you were going too mess up that potion" Zabini had finally spoken after a couple minutes of not speaking.

"I thought you were going too as well since you would want to sabotage my grade," harry says sheepishly

"Now why would I risk getting a bad grade in Potions just so I could mess with the boy who lived while I may be a Slytherin it doesn't mean we are all the same, it must be the same with the Gryffindor's yes?"

"Well yes but with how almost all the time you were backing up with Malfoy as he had always bragged about, with his attitude he would definitely mess with it."

"I've never sided with Malfoy though,"

"Really....then I've been avoiding Slytherins for no good reason," harry whispers hoping that Zabini didn't hear it

"So you've been avoiding other houses because of one special git, now I see why you have no friends,"

"Rude...but yes I thought all of you were under Malfoys thumb and why would I want to get involved with that nutcase."

"You're not as bad as I thought,"

"You neither this had really opened my eyes I guess,"

Finally getting to their class as they headed in, everything went quiet, Potter was smiling and Zabini was smirking. They both handed Hagrid their slips.

"Talk to you later Potter,"