Hermione and Draco walked hand in hand to their Potions class. Unbeknownst to them, Harry and Ron followed close behind, whispering their conversation. "What the bloody hell did he do to her?" Ron asked. "No idea...Professor Snape said that love potions don't really work, so it can't be that. And I don't know of any spell that makes a person fall in love."
"And even if he knew of one, why would he want to cast it on Hermione? I mean, he called her a mudblood in our second year."
"I don't know. The only reasonable explanation I can think of is-"
"DON'T SAY IT!" Ron accidentally yelled. He realized it too late and Harry pulled him into a corner.
"Did you hear that?" Hermione asked. She turned to Draco. "Yeah, I did. I wonder what it was?" He replied. They stopped and surveyed the area, looking closely for anyone they might know, but was no one. "Do you see anyone?"
"No, I don't," Hermione said. Except for...nevermind, she thought. What she thought she saw was a red lock of hair sticking out from a very secretive nook in the wall. Little did she know that it was Ron...
10 minutes later...
"Take your seats," Professor Snape declared. The chatting students seated themselves into their regular places. "Today, we will be learning about the Mortal Potion. The point of this potion is to turn a witch or wizard mortal for a day. Why any wizard would want to do that, I have no idea. Take out your texts and turn to page three hundred ninety four." The students obeyed and opened their books. Ron and Harry stared at Hermione, making sure she opened to the correct page, which she didn't. "Hermione, it's page three hundred and ninety four," Ron said. "Hermione? Hermione!" He exclaimed, gaining not only Hermione's attention, but Professor Snape's as well. "What was that Mr. Weasley? Care to share with the class?" Ron's face turned to the color of his hair while Hermione's face flushed. She looked over at Draco and smiled slightly. He winked in response. Ron and Harry witnessed the interaction, but said nothing. "Well?" Professor Snape snapped. "Oh, um, Hermione didn't hear the page number, so I was just telling her...it." Ron babbled. Snape smiled knowing Weasley was uncomfortable. "Ten points from Gryffindor. Miss Granger, it will do you well to pay attention. Today's lesson is rather difficult, even for an insufferable know-it-all." Snape walked back to his desk and started to have the chalk write on the blackboard the needed ingredients. "Now, you will be split up into partners. Not your usual ones, either. Weasley, you will go with Miss Parkinson." Ron looked over at Pansy and cringed. She looked at him and rolled her eyes. "Potter, you'll work with...Goyle." Harry looked over at the oversized brute who was almost asleep. "Miss Granger, you'll be with Mr. Malfoy," Snape sneered. Hermione looked over happily at her partner, who, to her dismay, did not look as happy. She frowned and walked over. As she sat, she heard Draco say: "Hey partner. Ready to do this?" She thought it odd, but realized that he was trying to stay as casual as normal. She frowned and and opened her book. This will be great, she thought, and they got started...