"Today we will be making a weak love potion. It will not be able to make you fall in love with your partner or to create love, it can only enhance your feelings towards them. At the worst, you will live some of your fantasies" Professor Snape said, raising an eye-brow to regard the class.
He started pairing people of, Ron and Hermione, Harry and Parvarti, Goyle and Pansy. He was choosing people at random, and I heard him call my name, "Miss Edwards and Mr Malfoy."
"WHAT-" Malfoy started to protest, but Snape silenced him with a look.
My usual partner, Parvarti, turned to look at me with sympathy in her eyes as she gathered her things to go and sit next to Harry. A moment later, Malfoy sank into the seat next to me. He didn't look or speak to me. This had always bugged me. The boy hated me, and yet he had never even spoken to me. He laughed at me, he glared at me, but he never spoke or smiled at me. I understood that there was a lot of rivalry between Slytherin and Gryffindor but I didn't understand why he never looked at me. I wasn't vain, but I knew I was beautiful, not the kind of girl who could be a model, but male's eyes follow me everywhere I went. But Malfoy was immune to me.
We made the potion, still not looking at each other or speaking, it came out a bright pink colour which did not surprise me but when Snape declared that the boy in each pairing would try the potion, Malfoy turned to glare at me, like it was my fault and I bowed my head slightly so that my hair concealed my burning cheeks from him. I was glad that it wasn't the girl who had to try the potion, or things could've got embarrassing.
Having watched Goyle attempt to kiss Pansy and Hermione wrestle with Ron as he tried to kiss her, I was feeling nervous. What if Malfoy did nothing? How would I feel then?
He shot me one last glare before he drank the potion and at first, nothing happened. It was nothing less than what I expected so the disappointment wasn't too much but I still felt my heart sink.
Suddenly, he yelled "Protego" and pointed his wand towards the rest of the class, forming a shield between them and us. He jumped me, pushing me to the floor underneath him. He was 6 foot with nice, toned muscles and his hands each gripped one of my wrists and he raised my arms until they were pinned to the floor above my head. His legs were either side of my hips as he straddled me. His lips were at mine, fierce and passionate as I struggled to free myself. I wanted to kick my legs around to help me, but I realised that by doing this all of my class would be able to see up my skirt. He pulled me to my feet, only to slam my back against the wall; still kissing me like there was no tomorrow. One of his hands was big enough to grip both of my wrists and he pushed them behind my back while his other hand slowly travelled under my shirt, as he kissed my neck. I was gasping and I shivered at his touch. "MALFOY STOP" I yelled at him, struggling and wriggling against his powerful grip. He ignored my cries and pushed me to the floor, crushing me slightly under him, his lips never leaving my body.
His weight left me, and I sat up quickly to see that Professor Snape had managed to break the shield charm and was now restraining a fighting Malfoy. I scooted back away from them slightly, both Malfoy and I were panting heavily.
"NO. LET ME GO. LET ME GO" he yelled, struggling. "JESS I LOVE YOU" he yelled.
I stared at him in shock as he twisted and turned to escape Snapes grasp, his eyes never leaving me.