Kaitlin Winters sighed and turned back to her scroll. She was naming all the ingredients for a complicated love potion. Snape was a good teacher...if you didn't get on his bad side. Her eyes strayed to the side of the room at a blonde haired boy.

"Miss Winters," Snape said in his dead voice, "pay more attention to your assignment rather than a prefect." she looked down and tried to hide her blush. This was her sixth year. She should have gotten over this by now. Who in the world would have a crush on Draco...On a Malfoyno less, for six years?

Normally, she would be having potions with Ravenclaw and would be feeling very stupid as the class progressed, but Professor McGonagal had said there was lots of tension and unfairness in Snape's classroom with two certain houses. So Professor Sprout had hand selected a few students to join the class. Or even better...to put them in the middle of a war zone.

Snape would always do something to infuriate Harry Potter and Harry would react impulsively. Then Draco would laugh and say something rude about the Weasleys and then Ron Weasley would react. So it was a chain reaction and hardly fair.
"Miss Winters, I just asked you a question. Are you going to join Potter for detention? He also seems to think he's too good to answer me when I bother talking to him," Snape said. I looked up into his beady dark eyes and mentally sighed. What a girl does for her fellow Hufflepuffs. At least she was given two points every class she went to...as long as Snape didn't take that and more away.
"Miss Winters," he hissed, "answer me."
"No I don't want detention sir," she whispered.
"Ten points from Hufflepuff and detention tonight here in the dungeons at eight o'clock sharp," he informed her and his robes blew around as he moved back to his desk.
"Longbottom, don't bother coming to my class if you're going to destroy the classroom. You're making us all go insane like those poor parents of yours," Snape said in a bored tone. Kaitlin gasped and saw Hermione Granger restraining Ron Weasley and Harry Potter from going after Snape.
Draco was quietly snickering and Kaitlin glared at him until she was sure he felt it. He looked in her direction and glared straight back. She hated this class. Feeling stupid was so much better than feeling helpless. She ripped a piece of paper off her scroll and quickly used her feather and ink to write a note to Neville.
Don't worry Neville. It's okay. Nobody cares. We are still your friends.
Fellow Potions Hater,
Kaitlin

She put her wand in her lap and hid it in the creases of her robes. She moved her hand with the wand and the note quickly zoomed to Neville and landed in his lap. No one noticed. Kaitlin looked back down at her list and added a few more things to it. Then something landed right on her scroll. She looked over at Neville who still seemed to be reading her note.

She quickly opened it and held it in her lap; she looked down at it.
I'm doing detention tonight, Winters. Prefect, remember? Ten points from Hufflepuff for passing notes and fifteen for reading this. Be here at eight tonight as Snape said. It's a date.
Oh no, Kaitlin mentally groaned and hid the note before Snape could see. Neville had accidently dropped Kaitlin's note in his potion he was redoing.
Blimey, how can he be that bad at potions? Kaitlin wondered and looked back at her list.
Okay, Kaitlin knew how, because she was that bad. She went back to her list again and tried not to think of the horrid things in store for her during detention. Not that she was pleased Draco was in charge of detention, but it would hopefully be better than having Snape in charge...right?

***A few hours later***

Zacharias Smith smirked once he saw the direction Kaitlin was looking in.
"Hey Kaitlin," he said.
"Hm?" she murmured, still staring.
"Think you've seen enough of Malfoy eating his roast? Or are you going to watch him eat his pudding as well?" he teased.
"Shut up Zach," she muttered, looking away and at her plate. She'd barely touched her food.
"Oh, let me put you out of your misery," he said and Ernie laughed beside him. What did he mean?
Kaitlin watched Draco get out of his seat and Crabbe and Goyle followed.
"Hey Malfoy!" Zach called. What in Merlin's beard was he doing? Hufflepuffs and Slytherins...don't mix.
Draco turned in their direction, one eyebrow raised.
"Winters wants to chat with you!" Zach called to him and Draco actually headed over to the Hufflepuff table.
"Yes?" Draco asked.
Kaitlin's face turned a delicate pink. "Nothing, Zach is just being a git," she muttered.
"Okay, see you in detention," he said indifferently. Then he walked away, Crabbe and Goyle on either side of him. Human boulders they were.
"Woohoo! Winters and Malfoy in detention!" Zach cheered and people stared.
"Shut up," Kaitlin said again.
"Fine, just don't forget, if you're doing detention you have to-" he got cut off.
"Give it a rest Zach. She isn't listening," Ernie muttered. He was right. Kaitlin was staring at Harry Potter now, who was glaring after Malfoy. Detention with the Boy Who Lived and the Prince of Hair Gel... Or at least that's what some called Malfoy behind his back. Kaitlin groaned and moved away from the table. She left the Great Hall and headed towards the dungeons. Detention. With two major enemies. Detention. Detention. Draco.