Azkaban's Youngest Prisoner

Ch. 9

Chapter 9:

"Miss Malfoy, a word please?" Snape stops me on my way out of potions class.

"Of course Professor, what is it?" I make my way over to his desk. He holds out my most recent test.

"Outstanding. Just as I expected of you, Miss Malfoy." I smile. "I have a proposition for you, if you are willing to take it. I was hoping you could help me out with my third year potions class. Between the Gryffindors and Slytherins. Your brother is in that class. Since you do have a free period, I thought it would be appropriate." I widened my eyes. This was such a special opportunity.

"I'd love to help out!" Snape nods and gives me a piece of parchment.

"Here are the days you must be here. I am very excited for the third years to learn from such a skilled potions student. And on your first day, you can come about 15 minutes into the class." I give Snape a quick thank you and head out to lunch.

"Hey Tess!" a voice calls out behind me. Tess? No one calls me Tess except my mom and my brother sometimes. I turn around slowly to see a familiar hufflepuff. "How are you?"

"Fine, thanks Cedric." I go to turn around but he stops me.

"Look I know you think I'm only talking to you for a dare but I swear I just wanted to be nice." I raise an eyebrow.

"Appreciated. Bye now." I didn't really believe him. I mean his friends could literally be right around that corner. I start to walk again and once again he puts an arm out to stop me.

"I'm serious. I really do just want to get to know you." I look at him with a mischievous look.

"Prove it." I state.

"What?" He furrows his brows.

"Prove it. Prove that you actually want to talk and get to know me somehow. Because I don't want to be that girl that people get dared to talk to or dared to be friends with. You're going to have to prove yourself." I walk away leaving him standing in the hallway, stunned.

*the slytherin table in the Great Hall*

"I can't believe Snape got that mad at us in class today. He never gets mad at slytherins." Draco says to his friends as I sit down next to him.

"What did you do to piss him off?" I question as I grab a green apple.

"Well it wasn't ME. It was Goyle. We were partners for a potion. And we were kind of goofing off, which we do normally! Then Goyle knocked a vile off the table and it shattered. He even took off house points! I don't think I've ever seen Snape that mad before." I rolled my eyes at Draco.

"Draco, it's really not hard to get on Snape's good side. Especially you, you're already a slytherin."

"Whatever. It's not like we were the worst today. Weaslebee blew up his cauldron. Speaking of those gryffindors, what were you doing talking to them the other day?" Draco asks, now directly turned to face me. Ugh I knew he'd be all up on this.

"I was just helping Harry out with his homework because I talked to him in the library that morning. And Hermione asked me to look over her's too that's all."

"You were helping THEM? Why don't you ever help me?" Draco starts to get frustrated.

"You never ask for help. I could help you if you asked." I shrug and take a bite of my apple.

"Why out of all people would you befriend them? Out of all the people in this school, you choose to be friends with people a year younger than you, AND it's Potter's group. Are you trying to kill me?" Draco spits out dramatically. I roll my eyes again.

"Ugh Draco it's really not that big of a deal. And I wouldn't call us friends. I talked to them twice. They were the only people to talk to me not on a dare. I mean, besides you."

"I still don't like that you're talking to them."

"I like talking to them though. Please don't hate me just because I talk to other people." I give Draco a look.

"Fine. But promise me you'll meet other people besides them."

"Already have. Met. Not befriended. But sure I met another person." I take another bite of my apple.

"Who?"

"No one important. But I'm going back to the library now to prepare for Transfiguration. I'll see you later." I get up and head to the library once again.