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Chapter 1. Soul Binding Draught

12:47 p.m. Monday

Draco was furious; he wanted to pound the living hell out Harry Potter. Every part of him was burning with fury. His hands were shaking and he was pacing around the empty classroom. He was also very, very confused, because he had no idea why he was so angry towards the boy.

Probably because he was a git, and he thought he was better than everyone else. Or maybe because he had something that Draco wanted desperately. He didn't even want to think about that.

All of this happened last Friday night…

7:00 a.m. last Friday

Draco woke up from a wonderful sleep. He got up and walked towards the bathroom, and he stood in front of the mirror and looked at his reflection with a satisfied look on his face. His bleach blonde hair was still amazingly handsome even with it ruffled from moving so much when he sleeps. He also noticed that the circles under his pale grey eyes are less dark than usual.

"Stop mesmerizing over yourself, Malfoy, and get ready to go down for breakfast." Blaise Zabini, one of his dorm roommates, shouted from outside the bathroom door.

"Sod off Zabini; I'll be out in 15 minutes." Draco mumbled while he was taking his clothes off.

He jumped into the warm shower and washed his hair with his favorite shampoo that his Aunty Bellatrix made him. It smelt of coconuts and a kind of cologne. He adored it, and so did the girls.

When he was finished his shower, he got dressed and fixed his hair real quick and went down to the Great Hall with Pansy and Goyle.

Goyle was shoving his face with bacon and eggs, which disgusted Draco

"Calm down Goyle, there's more here; you don't need to shove it all down so fast; you don't really need it, no offence." Draco said to Goyle with his little smug of a smile.

"Sh'anks Malfoy, I'll remem'er 'at." Goyle mumbled back with his mouth full of toast.

Draco wasn't very hungry that morning; he only had a few bites of his pancakes. He was looking around the Hall, he saw Professor Snape talking to Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore talking with Filch about something he really didn't give a shit about.

Then he studied a few students. He watched Susan from Hufflepuff sneeze right onto Justin, the look on his face was priceless.

Then he looked at Luna Lovegood at the Ravenclaw table, she was eating her toast with little nibbles. Then he noticed her glace at Neville Longbottom and she blushed.

"So Loony has a thing with Shlongbottom. Interesting…" He thought.

He was now watching the Golden Trio. All laughing away, at something Weasel said. It was probably something really unintelligent. He was looking at Potter spit pumpkin juice out at Ginny, who was across from him, but who wasn't listening to them.

Suddenly, Pansy interrupted his train of thought; "Draco, love, I think you should have a little something to eat. You need energy for that party tonight." She said in a gentle voice that made Draco want to push her away.

"Pans, I don't think I'll go to that bloody party anyways."

When he turned back to study the trio, his gazed turned to the Mud-blood Granger.

Something was different about her, he didn't know what, and maybe it was that her hair was frizzier than usual. Yeah that was it, she was uglier than usual.

Draco laughed at his thought, and Pansy starred at him with an odd look on her face.

Later on, in Potions, he sat down at his usual seat with Pansy and Blaise working on the new potion they were learning; the Soul Binding Draught.

What it was is that when the person who brew the potion and gives it to someone else, even if they touch it, they will be bound to the brewer. Bound as in, they can't be away from each other from a certain distance, which I'm bloody sure it's around 80 meters. Also, they will always know where the other person is, and if they are lying.

Draco wasn't paying as much attention to Professor Snape as he usually does. He was watching the trio again. He was looking more closely at Hermione, while she was cutting up something that he forgot the name of.

She moved so elegantly, he noticed, for a muggle-born that is. She looked miserable though, and a weird feeling came inside him, he didn't know what it was.

But he wanted to know why she looked so tired and upset.

Draco shook his head. Why do I care! She deserves to be miserable, that filthy Mudblood.

He looked away from their table and started listening to Snape. He was explaining how the Potion works.

"The potion works kind of like a love potion, yet the person doesn't fall in love with the other nor gets attached. It acts like the person can't find a way to get away from the other. Also it only really works if the brewers of the potion and the person that touches or takes the potion have feelings for each other. That is why it really is a useless potion if you want to give it to someone you hate." Snape said.

Draco just wanted to sleep. Then he heard Potter laugh with Weasley.

Snape glared at them. "You think this is funny Potter? 10 points from Gryffindor. And I'm moving each of you." He said with a growl.

Draco chuckled; he loved when Snape picked on them like this. It was amusing.

"Potter, move to the seat infront of me. Pansy and Blaise come sit with Weasley, and Granger, go sit with Draco."

Draco starred at Snape with a very shocked face. And Snape mouthed Sorry, and he walked back to the front to continue explaining the potion.

Draco watched Granger and Potter gather their things and move to their new places. He gave an evil glare to Granger when she placed her things at the seat beside Draco.

"Hey, I'm not so thrilled about this either, Malfoy." She said to him while returning the same glare.

"Shut it Mudblood, you'll get us into more trouble."

Then they both started reworking on their potions.