Chapter 2. Accidents Happen

Near the end of the class, half of the students were finished the potion. Snape decided to test each one.

He finally arrived to Draco's table. He tested his potion, and with a satisfied look, he said "It's perfect, just like always, Mister Malfoy, the king of Potions!"

Granger looked furious; and then he tested her potion. "Your almost there Granger, you missed a few things. But good." And he strode away to Weasley's table.

"How are you so good at Potions when you never even pay attention? I study and study and listen the whole time. And I can't even master this simple potion!" Hermione whispered to him.

Draco just shrugged and gave a smug smile and started gathering his things to get to his next class.

He thought maybe he could tutor her or something, but that would be ridiculous. Malfoy's never helped mudbloods.

The class ended so he got up to leave and then he accidently tipped his Soul Binding Draught all over.

"SHIT! Oh crap, Granger don't touch it! PROFESSOR!" Draco was shouting.

Then as he turned to start cleaning the mess, he saw that Granger was already gone. He hoped that she didn't touch it or that it didn't spill on her.

He hurried and finished cleaning the mess, and didn't notice his hands were soaked with the potion and he picked up a piece of parchment Hermione might have forgotten. So after saying his apologize to Professor Snape, he set off after Granger to give her parchment back.

And he might also ask her if the potion had spilled on her.


Hermione

Hermione could not believe that Snape was being like this, moving me and Harry. That was really childish of him.

And Harry only laughed because he caught Malfoy starring at me. So really, it's Malfoy's fault. Not Harry's.

What irritated her most is that she had to go sit with Malfoy. Her nemesis, she absolutely hated Draco. Well maybe not hate, but she dislikes him very much.

After working on her potion, that took her about 3 days to make, Snape said it was only good.

"GOOD? I find this potion an excellent." She thought.

And what pissed her off even more is that Malfoy's was excellent. How can he, that blithering idiot get it in one shot, even when he barely listens to Snape, get an excellent!

She wanted to know how he does it. A part of her wanted to ask him to help her. But she knew that he would deny in a second.

So she just asked him how he did it. And all he did was shrug. And when the bloody idiot turned to leave the classroom he knocked over his potion!

It went everywhere, so she gathered all of her things so it wouldn't touch her, and she hurried out of the classroom before Snape blames her for spilling it.

She rushed to keep up with Harry and Ron, who were headed outside.

We have a free period, so we go down to the lake and talk about everything. Today Hermione didn't really have anything to say.

"Hey, 'Mione, why do you think the ferret was starring at you in Potions?" Ron asked with a suspicion.

"Probably thinking of an insult to give me at dinner."

"As if Hermione, he was probably thinking that you aren't so bad and that you're actually really awesome, and maybe he can ask for pointers for his next exam." Harry teased.

Hermione let out a groan. "Speak of the Devil himself." She said when she saw Malfoy walking their way.

"Stupid mudblood, you forgot your parchment." Malfoy screamed at her so that his friends could hear.

"Sod off Malfoy." Ron said in defense for calling her a mudblood. He always hated that word.

"Make me Weasley. And I didn't come here to fight; I wanted to have a word with Granger." And as Malfoy said this he glanced at Hermione and glared at her.

"I'll talk to you guys in Herbology, okay?" She said to Harry and Ron, who were gathering their things so that Hermione and Malfoy can have a private talk.

Finally when they were out of hearing range, Malfoy spoke. "Did the potion touch you?" he asked in concern.

"No."

"Are you sure? Because if it-" he began, and Hermione interrupted him.

"I'm positive, why are you so worried?" She gave him a suspicious look.

"I'm not worried it's just I didn't want your filthy blood all in my potion-"

Hermione interrupted him again. "Malfoy, that's getting really old, and it doesn't really insult me anymore. And really, if the potion did touch me, it wouldn't have done anything because we hate each other."

Malfoy just starred at her and after a long silence, he threw her parchment at her and said "Whatever."

A/N: Hey guys, this chapter is a bit short. I'll try making the next ones a bit longer! Hope you like!