DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANY HARRY POTTER CHARACTERS THOUGH I WISH I DID. J.K. ROWLING IS THE MASTERMIND BEHIND THIS WORLD. I ONLY OWN THE PLOT.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: After HP:DH but Snape is alive because I might have a weird obssesion with Severus and Alan Rickman. Enjoy!
True to his word, Blaise invited Malfoy over to our common room almost every evening for the past two weeks and tried to bond with both of us forcing me to stay when Malfoy was around. If that was his plan he was not going to see any results. He made the silliest excuses like he needed help with his homework (Like I would believe him, I mean he is Head Boy) or that he wanted boy and girl advices and such. Two nights ago I heard them talking downstairs from my room and found out why Malfoy didn't accept the Head Boy position. Apparently, he thought I would quit if I knew it was going to be him and he knew this was more important to me than to him. I wasn't eavesdropping or anything I was going to our tiny kitchen and when I heard my name. Obviously my curiosity won the battle with my dignity. I still don't believe Malfoy's good act though.
After two weeks, you would've thought I was having a lot fun because this was my last year. Au contraire mon ami, seventh year was by far the worst. Yes, there was no Voldemort but I had to struggle with teenage problems I never had before. For example, Harry and Ron are both mad at me. Ron had the guts to claim I didn't trust them anymore because I was having an affair with Blaise and that is the logical reason I don't leave the headquarters. Obviously, I've just been studying for my N.E.W.T.s. Living up to the expectations I am taking all the possible classes I can attend without the need of a time turner. And doesn't Ron realizes Blaise has a different girl everyday? I don't care about Ron he'll come to his senses eventually, but I really did miss Harry who claimed felt the same way as Ron. I saw him turn the corner in direction to his first class so I followed him.
"Harry!" I yelled. "Harry, I need to talk to you."
"Hey, Hermy" He knew I hated the nickname, probably did it on purpose. "I didn't noticed you were following me all the way from the Great Hall" He grinned with sarcasm. So he did noticed me, git.
"Sorry Harry but I really wanted to talk to you without Ronald, you don't believe him, do you? If I had an affair with Zabini I would've told you, you're my best friend and I miss you."
"I know, Mione. But he's not the only one who believes so. Lavender has been telling stories about she has heard rumors about Ferretboy around your quarters in the late evening."
"Oh, Harry. Malfoy is the Head Boy's best mate, I am no one to decide if he comes over or not. But if it helps I don't talk to him and always ignore him." I said sincerely. I looked him in his eyes and witnessed I was already fogiven.
"It's okay, but if Zabini has his friends over I want to visit you too."
"Of course you can, and Blaise wouldn't mind"
"Blaise, huh? Since when are you too on first name basis?" He suspiciously asked. I never had commented Harry my friendship with Blaise fearing he would be mad or jealous.
"Harry I'm already late for Potions, what do you think about visiting me tonight after dinner. You can bring Ginny if you want and even Ron."
"Great idea. See you at lunch, sissy." He winked. Ever since Voldemort's defeat, Harry has been more normal boy-ish. He now insisted in calling me sissy because I'm like his baby sister. I hate it, me a baby? Not at all.
I glanced at my silver wristwatch with tiny emeralds on it, my parents' first present after restoring their memories. Not very Gryffindor, but I appreciated the gesture.I was already five minutes late for Potions. It was all Harry's bloody fault, or actually mine? It doesn't matter. I ran through the hallway which would lead me to the dungeons and was abruptly pushed to the ground. I felt a heavy body on top of my petite bodice. I couldn't see the face, yet knew it must have been a man because he was almost crushing my organs.
"Get off, I'm already late!" I demanded rudely.
"I rather like seeing you below me, Granger." a voice I know too well answered cheekily. I could imagine his trademark smirk plastered across his face.
"Malfoy, I know you hate me but please get off me. Snape is going to kill us"
"I don't hate you so stop saying it." He stoop up and offered me his hand for help. I surprised myself when I took it. Does it mean I trust Malfoy already? No probably I was desperate because I really needed help. Malfoy pushed me hard and my whole body was sore.
"Are you alright?" Is that concern in his voice? Must have hit my head too.
"Yes", I nodded, "but please be careful. Why were you running anyways?"
"Malfoys don't run to class. It was more of a sprint anyways. Same reason as you, late for Godfather's class"
"Oh, bugger. You're right we're very late."
We made our way to Snape's classroom and opened the door. My head was having a brainstorm, did I just happened to have a civilized conversation with Malfoy? Everybody was already there working with their cauldrons and didn't notice our entrance until Snape acknowledged our presence.
"How very nice of you to come to our class, Miss Granger. If you are going to be late at least you could try to look respectable." I looked down and saw my uniform was wrinkled, my blouse out of the waistband and even some open buttons. When did this happened? The stupid Malfoy never mentioned I looked like this. "It's great you finally noticed your appearance Miss Granger. Would you do us the honor of taking a sit and start brewing?" Same old Snape, always hating on me and not one word to Malfoy. I started walking towards my usual desk with Parvati until I saw it was occupied by none other than Blaise. I looked around nervously and caught sight on the only available sit. Just my luck, next to the Ferret.
"Because both of you were late, you're gonna work together. Draco, Miss Granger." Professor Snape adressed us without taking his eyes off his desk.
Just what I needed, great. I walked over to his desk and started copying the instructions written on the board. I was surprised when I saw my partner had already done it and was fetching the ingredients necessary for the Sleeping Draught. We worked silently the rest of the class. I was very happy when our potion looked the exact same way the book said it should. I never had this amazing results when partnered with Parvati. We filled a vial with a sample and began collecting our stuff since the whole class was still working. So not only we made it perfect but also fast, I must be going mad but I think Malfoy and I might be good partners, in Potions at least.
"That's all for today, students. I expected you to be faster since this is Advanced Potions but only one couple made it on time. Same couple which, I almost forgot, will be having detention with me today after dinner. Class dismissed."
Detention? After dinner? This is not good. Not only will I have to be with Malfoy for two whole hours doing Snape-knows-what, but also Harry is going to kill me when I cancel on him. I needed to relax and headed to the library not before asking Blaise to explain everything to Harry.
So far, this was not my best year.
Author's Note: I will try to post half the story before school starts on August 15th. I'm not an English speaker so forgive me for my grammar and narrowed knowledge of words. READ AND REVIEW PLEASE :D ~J
Update 12/28/2015: As with the previous chapter, I tried to correct grammatical errors and such, but the essence of the chapter stayed pretty much the same. Lots of love -J.