Ch.3 – Love Potions Suck
"… Draco… have we met before? Your aura seems slightly familiar…"
"Ah, so that's how you see. We are in the same house so it's only natural that you'd recognize me. You're headed to the potions lab correct?"
"…I am… how did you know?"
"Someone has to be around to save you when the prefect doesn't show." Besides, knowing your schedule is the same as mine on purpose lets me keep an eye on you.
"Well… thanks. You're um… not gonna carry me the whole way there are you? You have books to carry."
"I have a bag for those. And why should I let you walk? You might get lost again." He doesn't miss the blush that coats her cheeks.
Snape looks up from his desk when the door opens to witness Draco Malfoy carrying Kagome Higurashi into the room. He quirks an eyebrow, a smirk on his face but says nothing. Draco sets her down at the nearest desk where her specialized books are already waiting. The Slytherin prefect opens his mouth to speak but Snape shoves the boy out of the room and locks the door. "I see you have brought your own partner Ms. Higurashi, an accomplishment on day one. I want you to complete the Amortentia potion. I will test it when you feel you are ready."
"Thank you Professor Snape." Kagome smiles as she opens her book and attempts to read her braille letters. "Amor-… wait… that's not a love potion is it?" She looks over to where her savior is sitting. "Please tell me its not…"
"Has someone already gained your favor Higurashi?" If it's Potter I'll kill him.
"…no… I thought I really liked someone, but they changed…" She looks away from him.
"What's wrong?" He gently rests a hand on her cheek and turns her head to face him. "If they cannot give you what you require then they are not worth your time. I assume your eyesight is new because you were lost in the hallway… is this, his doing?"
"… It wasn't his fault… it was my own. I denied his changing ways until it was too late. But it will not happen again. I'd prefer to make a different potion. I do not want to smell him."
"If you don't mind my asking, what happened to him?" I'm sure my father can find out who he is.
"He's dead. Now please ask Professor Snape for a different potion." Like I'm going to flat out tell anyone I killed him by purifying his stupid ass.
"I suggest we make this one. It may not be him that you smell, but someone else who's waiting for you to find them." I can't believe I'm turning into such a sap. If Potter or his friends catch any of this I'll curse them.
"I wonder if it's going to smell like you…" She mutters. "… you're apparently hell-bent on me making a stupid love potion that isn't real."
"Would you want it to smell like me?" He whispers in her ear.
