Chapter 1: Batwings, Dragontails and Ashwinder's eggs.

Harry sighed as he finished slicing the Batwings. It was going to be a long day, Snape decided once again to pair him with the potions' genius Draco Malfoy. Malfoy wasn't such a git after the war but the hatred he and Harry shared didn't seem to lessen an ounce. Lost in thoughts Harry smiled remembering Malfoy's face when once again the Potion Master teamed him with the Potter-boy.

"Potter! If you're done dreaming pass me the dragon tails, we're almost done" he heard Malfoy's irritating voice snap him out of his bubble. A bit airily Harry took his current tray and handed it to his partner. Draco being busy counting the number of times he was stirring his potion took it with his right hand and slowly dipped it when Harry finally snapped out of his trance.

"Malfoy! NO!" But it was too late; as Harry's hand clutched Malfoy's wrist the batwings were already deep in the concoction. "What?" Draco furiously asked him. "Oh shite! Batwings! Those were Batwings Malfoy!" Draco's eyes widened significantly and before he could even utter his last threat to Harry his potion went with a gigantic "BOOM!"

Profanities filled the Potion class while billowing robes approached the cause of this ruckus. "Mr Potter! What did you do again? 50 points from Gryffindor!" Harry was curding fate. Why did Snape automatically assume it was him? True, this time it was his fault, but still! "Professor! Potter! This Git! Handed me Batwings! Freaking Batwings for Merlin's sake! Instead of Dragontails!" Draco went on rambling for a while about how it was this first ever potion that got ruined and something about Gryffindor idiocy. Harry had another problem meanwhile…

They were half drenched in their almost potion but that was not what was worrying Harry, "Potter! Let go of my hand!" and at Draco's voice Harry's eyes shot like saucers "I..I can't.." The whole class became even more focused on them. "My hand, it won't move, I can't let go" Harry mumbled desperately trying to clutch his hand away. Snape was silent for a while. "Potter! Draco! Mrs Pomfrey, now!" he hissed pointing to the door. The pair hurried to the infirmary, both struggling to get their bodies back.

"I can't believe I'm stuck with the Golden Boy!"

"Don't call me that!" Harry replied, hushed but irritated.

They were a few inches from the infirmary when they were stopped by a fourth year Hufflepuff girl. Draco thought her eyes were about to explode off their sockets since she was staring so hard at them. Losing patience the Slytherin cracked "What?"

The girl giggled "Holy Merlin! I knew it! I so knew it! You guys are such a cute couple! And you're even holding hands means it's now official! Oh I so knew it! She hopped away happily, a gaint smile plastered on her face and her back facing two gob-smacked figures. Harry and Draco were beyond white, jaw dropped and an incredulous expression on both their faces. "Did she mean…what I think she meant?" Harry asked blinking after a while.

Draco's mask of indifference was back. "Move Potter!" he said smoothly skipping in the infirmary.

"Mrs Pomfrey.." Draco started and narrated the whole potion incident to their healer. The lady did some checks, some charms and instructed them to wait. A while later she came back. "It's nothing serious boys" she said beaming "the effects of the potion will start wearing off after three days and then I'll give you your respective bodies back, alright?"

"Three days?" both boys asked incredulously. "But Madam Pomfrey?" Draco asked clearing his throat "We both have different schedules to attend to, can't this not be treated in a more rapid way?" The nurse smiled to Draco's politeness, knowing that the blond was making much efforts to remain civil and not kill Harry Potter. "I'm sorry we can not do much about it Mr Malfoy. See the potion that you both got drenched in is quite unknown to us as it is, as I was told, a unique piece of Mr Potter" she added smoothly flashing a grin at Harry who blushed.

"But, the ingredients are quite famous and since only a small amount of Ashwinder's eggs were added I reckon that we will obviously have to wait three days before taking any actions if we do not want your arms to be horribly burnt". It took less than two seconds for Draco to recognize the ingredients and understand the situation. Harry however was still stuck at his "unique piece".

"I have informed the headmistress of your situation, she will be here in a while. Meanwhile I want you boys to rest" she said pointing to the only double bed of the room.

Harry followed without a word as Draco crawled to bed and they both laid on the bed's two extremities. An awkward silence was prevailing and mustering his Gryffindor courage Harry decide3d to break it. "I'm sorr" he said abruptly. "Oh! You ought to be.." Draco replied non-chalantly, not bothering to even lift his arm form where it was resting over his eyes. "Why were you even cutting Batwings? It was unneeded for this potion". Draco waited, the silence installing itself comfortably.

"I forgot" Harry replied with a dry voice. He gulped "Actually I forgot my potion's text book and I was following in yours which was at your side of the table and I was following the instructions on pg 132 and not 131 so. Yeah, sorry". He was waiting for Draco's furry, to be called all types of names but the Slytherin Prince chuckled. "It's eighth year Potter, when will you remember?" Harry smiled. He was about to reply to that when the doors opened and headmistress McGonagall walked in.

"Mr Potter, Mr Malfoy" she greeted, eyeing their joint hands on bed "I have been informed of your.. unfortunate situation" she dais with a sigh. "For the rest of this period you will be staying neither in Gryffindor Tower" Draco grinned "nor in the Slytherin Dungeons." Draco's grin dropped. "You will be staying here at the infirmary. I will make sure your belongings reach here and also I do not want you to decapitate each other, is that clear?" Two heads nodded grimly. "Good, now I expect an exemplary behavior and will see you gain in three days." She turned ready to leave but was stopped by Draco's voice.

"Professor? I have something..uhm…private that I need to fetch from my quarters. I swear I won't be long. Can I please fetch it personally?" McGonagall seemed to think about it for a while. "So be it Mr Malfoy, I give you till tonight to gather this precious belonging of yours" she added before swirling through the doors and disappearing.

"Let's go", Draco said getting off bed.

"Where?" Harry asked innocently.

"Slytherins".