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Purple Potions

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Chapter 6: Purple Potions - Year 4

The train ride to Hogwarts has always been a magical experience to you, literally. No matter how many times you've been on it, it never fails to amaze you. The outside scenery, the smell of hot chocolate and coffee, and the muffled chatter of students always puts a tiny smile on your face.

During the journey, there was a time when Cho was taking a nap and Luna was reading a hypnosis magazine a little too intently. You were staring out the window, watching the birds flying up in the air. Suddenly, there was a short knock on the glass door that grabbed your attention away from the outside. Except when you looked, no one was there.

It was a bit strange but you had a clue who it might have been. It could have been Draco Malfoy, still trying to find new ways to tease you. Or it could have been Neville Longbottom, another student your age, trying to be noticed by Luna only to bail out at the last second. Or it could have been someone else entirely.

It was still a mystery to you but Luna wasn't caring the slightest.

After arriving at Hogwarts, there was already a buzz of excited students finding their way to their dorms and around the castle. It was like you arrived at your second home. You breathed in the scent of lit candles and old textbooks, you were finally in your fourth year. Older, wiser, and more mature - you hoped.

Being the true Ravenclaw you were, you hopped onto your classes once again. You took the required classes: Transfiguration, Charms, Potions, History of Magic, Defence Against the Dark Arts, Astronomy, and Herbology. As well as Divination and Care of Magical Creatures for your two electives.

You took another one of Snape's potions class again, you loved the way he taught the lessons but disliked him a bit. But it seemed like Snape had a mild soft spot for you since you were one of the top scorers in the subject. That or because a Slytherin student was quite fond of you - the very infamous Draco Malfoy ended up taking the same class. How shocking!

Alas, you were stuck with Draco but you didn't mind this time. He's changed since you last saw him. His bangs grew a little wavy down to the top of his eyebrows, the hair more white than blond. His eyes twinkled a bit brighter yet his pearly smirk stayed the same. Not to mention how tall he had grown, at least a couple of centimetres, which aligned your sight with his collar.

He sat in the same spot as last year; next to your seat on the right side. Draco thought of it as some kind of cruel joke until Snape made it clear he doesn't want students to change their seating plan, turning the cruel joke into reality until the end of the term.

There were the occasional whispers of "what's the answer to x?" from Draco to which you respond every time. As well as the teasing, whether it be unintentional or premeditated. His little origami butterflies would flutter around your head then hide in your hair whenever Snape walked by, as impressive as it was, you couldn't help but try to ignore them.

But what you couldn't ignore was whenever Draco would ask what you wrote in the school newspaper. Long story short, you trashed your part of the article where you wrote how the Slytherin's felt after their Quidditch victory. Memories of that day made your stomach flutter at the mere thought. You just couldn't forget and Draco was always there to refresh your memory, he too was thinking about the childish kiss that happened so naturally.

No one must know. If that secret got out, it would spread like wildfire and embarrass you further. Draco was fine with keeping it a secret, he used it all the time against you.