Draco woke up the next morning with much the same headache as he had had the previous morning. 'Aurgh' he groaned upon remembering yesterday. 'I wonder if the love potion is still working, I hope it's not, please let it have only been a one-day thing' he thought. Very slowly and reluctantly he got out of bed and began his morning ritual that consisted of taking a shower, brushing his teeth and putting on his uniform. He no longer bothered to gel back his hair and after drying it he just let it fall in his face. He smirked at the mirror, growled and said 'hey, sexy,' winked at his reflection and walked out.
Draco entered the great hall and sat down at his usual spot. 'So far, so good' he thought 'but then again granger isn't even here yet, so I for all I know the potion could still be working' he thought as an after thought. He was usually awake before most of the school anyway so maybe he could eat his breakfast and be out of there and heading down to potions before the golden trio even entered the hall.
He had finished his breakfast in a world record time and was ten steps away from the door when low and behold the golden trio graced the hall with their presents. Almost at once as if on cue, his head slowly turned and came to rest on hermione. She was looking at him, staring him right in the eyes. Draco turned realized what he was doing and slowly put on his infamous sneer and with a little trouble turned his head around and continued walking out of the great hall.
Once outside the double oak doors the pulling sensation he had had since she walked in stopped. 'Whew, I managed to do that pretty smoothly' he thought. 'The potion is not as strong today as it was yesterday' he thought triumphantly. 'Yes, I will finally be able to get some work done' he thought with a satisfied sigh.
He walked in the potions' classroom and took his spot at the very back of the room. He took out his potions' textbook and looked up love potions. When he'd found the page he was looking for he began reading: The love potion is a very strong potion. When made properly the love potion ensnares the mind and brain and makes whoever drinks it fall madly in love with the potion maker. 'Ok, this is definitely not the potion granger poisoned me with' Draco mumbled. ' Ok, so I have to find a potion that is like a love potion, but way less powerful' Draco mused.
He looked through his book for another five minutes before he felt that familiar tug trying to make him look up. 'Now if I hadn't known what that tug meant I would have looked up, but no I am not that stupid I know that tug means granger is in the room with her stupid lackeys' he thought smartly.
Potions was going along fine or as fine as potions can go. Draco was not looking at hermione; he was keeping his head down and focusing on his potion. He only looked up when he had to copy down notes on the board or to watch snape bully neville. Nevilles' cauldron, which was supposed to be a nice shade of blue, was now a horrible (in Draco's opinion) shade of bright pink. Snape's expression was almost as funny as him bullying neville. He could hear snape saying 'you stupid boy, I told you to put the beeswax in first, not the honey. I should have known you would have messed this potion up, you do every other.' While watching and listening to snape was amusing he could already feel his eyes tugging in the direction of hermione. With a bit of difficulty he lowered his head again and concentrated on making his potion.
Once out of potions he felt the pull lesson with each step he took and when he went around the corner it disappeared. 'Whew, I'm glad that's gone, well, at least for the moment' Draco thought to himself. 'Ok, once granger can no longer see me or we are not within a certain range of each other the force field or whatever that thing is goes away. So I just have to make sure to say clear of granger. Damn' Draco thought. 'This is never going to work I have almost half my classes with her. The only time it might work is on the weekends and in my common room and I don't want to say in there the whole weekend this is supposed to be a hogsmead weekend. But she will probably go and if I don't go I can walk around the castle as I please. Or if she's not going then I'll go and I'll still have a granger free weekend. Ha, I win both ways' Draco thought and laugh an evil triumphant laugh.
The rest of the day pasted without incident with the exception of history of magic. All they did in there was listen to the old coot talk and write down notes. He could get the notes from anyone in slytherin later on anyway.
This was his free period to do as much starring and gawking and thinking about hermione all he wanted. Since the weasel wasn't in classes today for some strange reason he didn't have to worry about him glaring at him all the time. He also found out that whenever he gave in to the pull it would go away for a little while, until would feel the tug again then he would resume he staring and his thoughts. For the time he was not staring or thinking about her he was researching what potion she had used on him. So far he wasn't having much luck.
Dinner came and Draco reluctantly trudged down to the great hall. If it hadn't been that he was hungry he would have skipped dinner all together and headed straight up to his room.
He entered the great hall and was glad to find that the dream team wasn't there. 'Maybe they won't come to dinner at all' he thought excitedly. As if on cue the golden trio entered the great hall much to Dracos' enbitterment. Draco figured it was ok to look at hermione when she was all the way across the hall. When he looked up he found her already looking at him. Draco quickly averted his eyes back down to his plate and decided that the pull was much stronger when they both were looking at each other.
Draco finished dinner in much the same manner as he had breakfast. He got up and started walking toward the double oak doors feeling the pull getting less and less.
When he was finally outside the great hall he leaned against the doors and breathed a sigh a relief, he was free from whatever spell she had put on his for the entire weekend.
Later that night in bed he thought 'if she does go to hogsmead which she probably will, I think I will camp out in the library by the fireplace with a good book. With the thought of a granger free weekend Draco fell into a peaceful sleep.