The potion we was working on exploded.
"Potter you idiot."
"Sorry sir."
"Do you know what you did wrong?"
"Yes sir." I answered him but said nothing else. I knew he wanted an answer. I just wanted to hear his voice again.
"Well Potter?"
"Well what Professor?" I asked. His eyes got a glint in them. He was planning a murder. It was most likely mine. I saw Ron looking at me like I was crazy. Looking around I noticed most of the class had the same expression of disbelief on their face. Except Malfoy, he was looking at me with a smile, or should I say grin, on his pale face with a knowing look on his face.
"Potter for the last time. What went wrong?"
"Well, I uh…I got distracted sir." I looked at him with my most innocent expression.
"By what? What distracted you in my classroom?"
"Well sir. I was distracted by two things actually."
"Oh and they are?"
"Well sir for one, your silky voice." His face grew red. I smirked. "The second thing, sir. I was distracted by your tight ass."
"Class dismissed.50 points from Gryffindor Potter." Smirking I walked out of the classroom. He probably thought I was joking. Oh well.
"Harry, did you mean that?" Ron asked his best mate.
"Later you two." I headed toward the r.o.r. I knew I was in trouble when I walked in.
"Potter what was that all about?"