Disclaimer- If i owned them, I would cry out in sheer happiness.

A/N I have a bit of a clue where Im going. And I wasn't going to add on just yet. But my friends like it. And It amuses me to write it.
Also this is slash, don't like it, don't read it. Also, I know its going slow, all of this is leading to chapter three. *evil grin*
Also, I have a beta, Fizzy, whom I prolly should have sent this to first, I just wanted to get it out there. Go Me.

Reviews are still welcome with open arms, and bribes.



Now onward to,
Potions, the first step to the final frontier.

Draco wake up. I swear, if I have to yell it one more time. Well, something bad will happen. I just don't know what. Don't make me be threatening in the morning.

Crabbe, Im surprised you put two words together, with out saying or err'. You should get a cookie.

As our little pureblood was getting up and out of bed, he looked down.
// Really, I mean come on. Im sure there is a thing called overexerting it! Damn, I know one day I will have carpal tunnel.//

Drakie! Darling, are you out of bed yet? Pansy cooed what she must have thought was a sweet way. However, her normal voice made even the Slytherins want to throw them self off the nearest tower.

That did the trick.

//You know, only she could have the effect of ruining a perfect morning. I have double potions, I wake up very happy, and she has to say that crap. I wonder if she ever heard what I said?//

Pansy, you sweet little pug face git, did you even hear what I said last night?'' Even though he meant this as the truest way possible, she still didn't take the hint.
Drakie, what do you mean?'' As she fluttered her eyelashes, Draco forced himself not to slap her, nor puke where he was standing.
He grabbed her face. Pansy, I. Am. In. Love. WIth. The. Bloody. Fucking. Boy. Who. Lived.
Acting as if she didn't even hear it she started to walk off.
You should get dressed Drakie, we don't want you to be late for breakfast.


He goes back to his dorm, quickly jells his hair back, and goes off to the Great Hall.


Meanwhile, our little shagged hair wonder boy was just rushing down to breakfast.

What are you rushing on about. You should have brushed your teeth.
Herm, I did. Do you want to go down to the Great Hall with me or not?
Harry, what's your rush? Honestly!

As Hermione, started to get all huff and puff with Harry, Ron walks down the stairs, looks at them, and walks toward them.

Harry, I would have thought that you would be in the great hall by now?
Oh shut up you prat, if it wasn't for Herm here, I would have already been down.

Hermoine started to protest, that it was not her fault, even though she didn't know what kind of fault she might have committed. She started to open her mouth, just as Dean was rushing out the portrait hole, exclaiming how late they were.


In the Great Hall, people were actually almost done eating. Draco was actually looking around for Harry.
// Where is he, I bet he was fixing his hair to look like that, still he is fucking amazing... Oh there he is, better now stare.//

Draco glance turned sharply to his food. Crabbe noticed.
Oh, your little lover boy is here.
Oh fuck off.
You only wish Draco.
With you? And Im the one in the wrong here!
Crabbe, searching for what it all meant, didn't notice that Mr. Harry Potter, was looking directly at Draco. Neither did Draco, which was good for Harry. Made it easier on him.

Suddenly, Malfoy, looked up from his plate, and winked at Harry.
Harry, taken a back, cracked a small half smile. Not quite a smirk.

Come on Harry, Hermoine nudged, we are going to be late for potions!

They all exit the Great Hall. Harry, almost running to class, tripped. Luckily a he was way ahead of Ron and Herm. But wasn't so far ahead as.

Potter, did you forget how to use your legs? Let me guess, you have never used them before. Well, first you move one foot out a little bit, bend that knee and move forward, same with the other side. It doesn't matter which side you start with, wait, I am talking to you, lets just say left. And you do so until you reach your location. One way of stopping is doing what you did. Another is just to quit repeating said steps.

Harry stifled a laugh. He was pretty funny.
Fuck off Malfoy.
Malfoy then did something he never did before, he help Harry up. There hands where touching.
//Oh My God, what should I say next. Why is he still holding my hand, did I just say a girl thing?//

Letting go of Dracos hand a little to late, Harry raised an eyebrow. You winked at me. He didn't ask, he stated. Flatly at that.

Draco, hoping he had notice, starting moving into the classroom. As he passed Harry, we whispered, You didn't seem to mind.
Draco fought the urge to bite his earlobe. He moved back, seeing Ron and Herm approach, and stalked off into the class room.

No one said a word as they entered. The Gryffs new better, the Slytherins just didn't give a rats ass.
Snape entered his classroom. Slammed his door, and stepped forward.
Today, we will be making a common cold remedy. As its winter, your nurse asked me to show you how to make it. She is tried of doing it all herself. After the newts slime gets added. *Ron starts to gag* Five points Weasly., as I was saying, after you add the slime, *he looks over are Ron, wishing he could take more points away* its it ready to drink. Though, I don't want any of you to be nervous, he smirked I am also playing a game, one of you got a little splash of something extra. A truth potion. Mild enough that I can use here at Hogwarts.

The trio looked at each other, hoping that it wasn't them. Please god don't let any of them have it.

We get to play a little game, button, button, who's got the button?

End of chapter two.

A/N, I made it longer. Also, I told y'all chapter three is the one to look out for. So who got the truth potion, bribes will help you. Please read and review, it can make mah day!

Until Chapter three, Button Button who's got the Button?
Bwhaha,
Lurve y'all.
Nataliefly.