*Draco's POV*
Once we had been given our partners, we got to work. I had to work with the weasel. The WEASEL of all people. I swear Slughorn hated me. I mean, he was the first Slytherin teacher that hadn't favoured me, he favoured saint potter. I stayed where I was sat, i didn't want to move and I made it clear to the Weasel, as he moved over to me. Slughorn told us that we had to make the draught of the living dead and that we had an hour and a half to do so.
We were working on the potion, and we should be green, but ours was a murky brown. We had gone terribly wrong. I blame it on the weasel. I looked over at Blaise and Granger. They were getting along, and had almost finished their potion! It looked like they would get an 'O'.
I looked directly at Granger. God she was beautiful. Wait, What? Why am I saying this? I'm a Malfoy! At this, I looked back at my potion. I tried to sort it out, but Weasel just made it worse. Why couldn't I have got Granger as a partner? It would have been much easier. Better grades in potions and maybe even a proper conversation.
When I glanced back at Blaise, I saw that they were finished and were about to leave. They were laughing at something, and Granger seemed to be happy. I felt a pang in my gut seeing Granger with Blaise. What was this? Was I, Draco Lucius Malfoy jealous?!
*Draco's POV*
Once we had been given our partners, we got to work. I had to work with the weasel. The WEASEL of all people. I swear Slughorn hated me. I mean, he was the first Slytherin teacher that hadn't favoured me, he favoured saint potter. I stayed where I was sat, i didn't want to move and I made it clear to the Weasel, as he moved over to me. Slughorn told us that we had to make the draught of the living dead and that we had an hour and a half to do so.
We were working on the potion, and we should be green, but ours was a murky brown. We had gone terribly wrong. I blame it on the weasel. I looked over at Blaise and Granger. They were getting along, and had almost finished their potion! It looked like they would get an 'O'.
I looked directly at Granger. God she was beautiful. Wait, What? Why am I saying this? I'm a Malfoy! At this, I looked back at my potion. I tried to sort it out, but Weasel just made it worse. Why couldn't I have got Granger as a partner? It would have been much easier. Better grades in potions and maybe even a proper conversation.
When I glanced back at Blaise, I saw that they were finished and were about to leave. They were laughing at something, and Granger seemed to be happy. I felt a pang in my gut seeing Granger with Blaise. What was this? Was I, Draco Lucius Malfoy jealous?!
