Chapter 4
"Mr Malfoy, this is not the time nor place to be doing this! Is it even allowed considering your uniform ruling, most likely not!"
Harry could hear Slughorn arguing to who he knew was Draco.
After leaving the common room, Harry made his way to the dungeons, pulling out the map and finding Malfoy alone with Slughorn in the Potions classroom. His mind went to worse case scenario, knowing Slughorn gave away information about the Horcruxes what if Draco found out and was sent by Voldemort to deal with him!
"Professor, with all due respect, if students can have rats and guinea pigs as pets even though they're not on the list of animals allowed within Hogwarts walls I think Dumbledore can forgive this." Draco spoke confidently.
Harry slowly took out his wand, mind coming up with a appropriate spell, peering through the gap in the doorway to luckily not see his teacher being held against his will. Instead he saw Draco skimming through a potions textbook while Slughorn sat at his desk giving the student with a disapproving look.
"You cannot argue against me like that Mr Malfoy! But if you are to be so stubborn I ask for you to do this in your own chambers rather than my classroom, I will hold no responsibility." Slughorn replied to Draco.
"Never asked you to, Sir." Said Draco sassily.
Deciding he wanted to know more, Harry carefully stepped into the room, knocking on the wood of the door while he was doing so.
"Potter," sneered Draco upon noticing the messy haired boy. Harry returned the glare.
"I was wondering if you had organised my tutoring, Professor." Harry said turning his attention to the older man.
"Ah of course, almost forgot. Mr Malfoy would you mind doing Mr Potter here a favour?" Slughorn asked. Draco looked at Harry almost wearlily before replying.
"Depends what that favour would be I'm afraid, Professor."
"Would you be willing to tutor him? He's been struggling with his writing and I would love for him to improve. It would only be for a couple of months."
"What would I get out of it?"
Harry scoffed. Typical. Can't do a regular favour for someone else, has to get something out of it.
"Extra credit." Replied Slughorn, clearly determined to pair the two together. Harry looked bored at Draco awaiting his reply.
"Alright." He said after pondering for a minute. Extra credit would be helpful, with how things are going. Harry was surprised by the answer. The two continued to discuss the details of the tutoring (such as what they would be covering, times and practicals), whilst Harry sat blank faced.
This was all just too strange.
Him and Draco agreed to meet after classes tomorrow in the Library to begin. Now, an hour and a half, he sat in The Great Hall updating Hermione and Ron on what happened. The Golden Trio ate slow, processing what happened.
"I mean… Maybe that proves my point? Maybe he's trying to not be such a stuck up twat? It's a public place, I doubt he'll try to kill you…" Hermione spoke. Both boys shaking their heads in disagreement. She let out a sigh knowing it was all too odd. Harry felt sick. What had he just done to himself?
With no evidence he couldn't take this to Dumbledore…
There was a gasp in the room, heads turning towards the tall doors. Harry slowly looked. Letting out his own gasp when his eyes came across the shocking sight.
In the doorway of The Great Hall stood Draco Malfoy. His hair a brilliant blue.