"Today we will be creating the deadliest potion you will make of this school year." Snape said quietly, barely audio able over the hiss of the many bubbling caldrons.

Malfoy sat on the wooden bench next to his friend Blaise, bored. Just plain bored. Not slightly bored, not bored enough to daydream, and not bored enough to actually take notes, just plain bored.

There was a soft Thwak sound and Malfoy looked up. On-top of his neat and tidy books was a small scrap of paper, folded haphazardly. Tensely, Malfoy picked it up, noticing Blaise's fingers were still in the position which he had used to flick the note to Malfoy in the first place.

Bored out my skull, want to ditch this to do something more fun? ;)

Malfoy raised an eyebrow at the note and glanced at Blaise. Blaise's attention was fully fixed on Snape, seemingly unaware that he had just sent Malfoy a suggestive love note. Malfoy knew that Blaise liked him, hell most of the gay and bi population of Hogwarts did. Lucky for them, Draco was gay to. He first found this out when he was 14 and there was the yull ball at Hogwarts. That night he had, had his first kiss, with none other than the worlds golden boy, harry potter.

Just thinking about made Draco's spine tingle. True potter had been completely drunk at the time, but to Draco it had been special. First kisses always were.

He thought for a second before scribbling back a reply.

What did you have in mind?

He saw Blaise smirk before picking up his quill.

Follow me and you will find out.

Draco's other eyebrow soon followed the first into his hair line as he glanced at his best friend.

Blaise Zanbini was Hogwarts man whore, second to Fred and George Weasley of course.

He was a terrible flirt, and when I say terrible, I mean he would shag anything attractive on 2 legs. Then again, he was so attractive; anyone who said no to him would be considered a fool of the greatest form.

With his Ebony locks, which curled delicately around his slender face. His deep brown eyes which always reminded Draco of melted chocolate and his muscular, lightly tanned, 6 foot 2 body; you can see why boys and girls always threw themselves at him. And being Blaise, bisexual and sexually frustrated most of the time, he took a lot of those bodies's and used them to his advantage.

Blaise Stood swiftly, ignoring Malfoy's questioning stare.

Snape glanced at Blaise, his cold gaze unconcerned. "Zanbini?" he enquired. His eye's sweeping over the tall boy.

With out blinking Blaise replied "please may I be excused sir?"

Snape cocked and eyebrow, but nodded silently.

Blaise left the dungeon with everyone's eyes upon him. Malfoy noticed that Ron Weasley's eyes were fixed on his best friend and he stood up quickly, with such force that he nearly knocked over the bench. Weasley stared at Malfoy, for a split second, their eyes made contact, before Draco turned and fled from the dungeon.