Draco's POV

I woke up wondering how I ended up sleeping in the Slytherin common room when I should be in the head's common room. Blaise was in the shower and the others are in the Great Hall stuffing their mouths.

I spotted Blaise's spare set of robes and grabbed it just in time to see him walk out of the shower.

Today I have defense against the dark arts with the Ravenclaws. Those people are too smart for their own good. Nevertheless, I still got some points.

Next was transfiguration with the Hufflepuffs. It's too easy to win against them. Not because they aren't smart but because they're too kind.

Last for the morning was double potions with the Gryffindors.

We were assigned with a partner to make the strongest love potion possible, Amortentia, and also another one that will show the drinker a vision of characteristics from the person he or she will end up with, also called soul mates.

Slughorn stood in front of the class, announcing the pairs, "One Slytherin and one Gryffindor in a pair." Everyone groaned.

"Okay, let's see...Harry my boy! You will be paired with Miss Parkinson here," and so on until, "Miss Granger, Mister Malfoy will be your partner for today."

Everyone gasped. "What's wrong?" Slughorn asked, puzzled. "They hate each other. Their potion will be a mess, I assure you," Seamus said.

"Well, then they'll have to get used to it. I don't make exceptions for stuff like that."

I saw Granger sigh in frustration and walked towards me. "I want to get this done fast so don't fool around, Malfoy."

"I'll try, but can't promise you."

"And why is that?"

"It's because I'm a Malfoy."

"Such an intelligent answer," she rolled her eyes.

"Like I'm not."

"...Let's get started," she huffed.

When we were doing our potion, I saw Granger do her part. Every stir, pour, cut, drop, and grind was perfect. It could even surpass my skills.

Granger saw me staring and snapped, "Stop looking at me like that, Malfoy. Do your work."

I sighed loudly. She glared at me. Even if she is everything good in the world as people view her, she could sometimes be extremely bossy.

A few minutes later, Slughorn came by our table and examined our potions. He stared and sniffed at it until he was satisfied. "Perfect! Perfect! No one has yet to achieve perfect love potions in your grade in the whole history of Hogwarts in one sitting," he beamed.

"Put them in two vials and place them on my desk when you're done."

"...so, Malfoy," Granger started, "Which one would you keep?"

"Well, it's too obvious that you need it more than anyone else considering that you might need it someday, you decide," I winked.

Her face reddened and she whispered, "My life is not your business, Malfoy."

"...well, I can't choose. How about we split each in two?"

"Sure, sure, whatever you say."

I watched her as she poured each potion in three vials. She stood up, grabbed one of each and strode to the front of the class to place it on Slughorn's table.

She came back and slipped one of each into her bag. I followed suits.

I cleaned up and walked out of the dungeons with Crabbe and Goyle in tow.