A/N: Finally another chapter. I have actually had it done for a while, but I had to read through, so I hope I found all the mistakes and I apologies if I didn't. I hope you like this chapter. If you want to help me with the potion that is in here, go ahead a give me suggestions. I could use some help in making the potion work. Thanks Review please.

Betrayal of the Worst Kind

Chapter 3

Potions

I avoided Draco whenever I could, but considering that I had to start helping him with his potions in less then two weeks, it wasn't going to be easy. I avoided him and he avoided me. I was so confused I had no clue why he kissed me? He had to have some kind of plot. Why would a Malfoy want to kiss a Weasley? I'm not saying that I'm ugly, on the contrary I'm quiet pretty. Not stunningly beautiful. My hair had darken over the years. It was a dark reddish, brown. My light milk chocolate eyes were more full of light and life then in my first few years at Hogwarts. I was skinny, but not deathly skinny. I had nice curves. I had a pale complexion that no pimple ever dare dawn my skin. I only had a few light freckles now. All in all, I wasn't bad looking, much better looking then any of my idiot brothers.

Potions class wasn't as bad as I thought it would have been. Besides my brother being an ass about me in the same class as him. To my delight he lost Gryffindor many points for his comments.

Maybe I should take the time to tell you why I hated the Dream Team. It could have been them ignoring me for the my first years in Hogwarts. I wasn't liked at Hogwarts, everyone was afraid of little Ginny Weasley that opened the Chamber of Secrets (you really can't keep anything secret at Hogwarts). Everyone knew and they would do anything not to talk to me or touch me, even the teachers, who knew what really happened. I think everyone thought I was evil, and maybe I was or at least on my way to becoming evil. But before my sixth year at Hogwarts I decided I was going to show them, and Draco was the first person out of everyone in the school to have taken any notice of me. Even if he was my brother enemy, I think it was why I liked Draco, that I fell in love with him. My parents, my brothers, Harry, and Hermione would hate it. It was ambition to show them all that turned me dark eventually. Now that you know that, on to the story.

Snape treated my decently for being a Weasley and a Gryffindor, maybe because I had a passion for potions. My potion partner was to be the Know-It-All Hermione, to my disgust, at least for the time being. Snape wanted to make sure I was ready for the hard potions of seventh year, (not that he knew, I hadn't been doing most of them in privet in my room) and since Hermione was the top student in potions (although Snape would probably never admit it, even if you tortured him). She was suppose to help me with anything that I needed help with. Although it turned out that I helped her out more, yes Miss-Know-It-All Granger (not to mention HeadGirl), more then she helped me.

I walked into class a few weeks later, after starting the class, "Miss Weasley," Professor Snape called to me.

I walked up to his desk, "Yes, Professor?" I inquired.

"I would like you to start being Mr. Malfoy's potion partner, seeing that you will be working together starting today on you potion project. You are to meet Mr. Malfoy here tonight at seven o'clock. And don't be late Miss Weasley."

"Yes sir," I said, walking over to where Draco was sitting and I sat down.

"What are you doing here Weasley?" he sneered.

"Professor Snape said that I was to be your partner in class, since we're doing a project together," I said coldly. Two could play this game.

"Whatever," he said, "just doing mess anything up, Weasley."

"Don't worry, I won't," I said, with a sickingly sweet smile on my face. I noticed that he went back to calling me Weasley, my heart fell slightly. I wasn't going to let him get the best of me.

"Today," drawled Professor Snape (what is it with Slytherin's and drawling), "we will be making Veritaserum."

"Professor isn't that illegal," Hermione interrupted.

"No, and five potions for Gryffindor (I smiled) Miss Granger for interrupting. As I was saying we will be making Veritaserum, a Truth Potion so powerful a few drops will have you all spilling your up-most secrets to the class. While making the potion isn't illegal, using it without permission is. Dumbledore and myself have permission for you to make a weaker version of the potion and use it. One partner will drink it. And I must stress the importance of brewing this potion correctly."

"Professor, by making a weaker version, does that mean the drinker will be able to lie?" I asked.

"No, Miss Weasley. It will ware off sooner. The drinker will only tell the truth for five minutes, while a true Veritaserum will last as long as an hour, the minimum thirty minutes," he explained. "Now get to work, the ingredients are written on the bored."

I noticed that Neville gulped and looked around with a frighten look on his face, I laugh under my breath.

I gathered ingredients while Draco prepared the cauldron. Neither of us spoke much during the duration of making the potion.

"Virginia, can you hand me the frog spleen?" he asked. I handed his the frog spleen. "Thank you."

"Your welcome, Draco," I purred. I saw him visually shiver, but he went back to work, his eyes betrayed nothing, no emotions at all. I stirred the cauldron till the liquid turned clear. We let it cool and waited for everyone else to finish.

"Now that you have finished, on of you will drink the potion and the other will ask question. You will be using a separate room for each set of partners. For homework I want a 12 1/2 foot essay on the properties and uses of Truth Potions, handed in the next time we see each other," he instructed us.

"I'll take the potion," Draco said. I smiled, following him into a vacant room.

"Are you sure?" I asked, once we were settled.

"I wouldn't say I would if I didn't want to," he said. He poured some potion into a goblet and drank. All at once emotion (not that he showed any) left his body, he became stiff, almost as if in a trance. I thought I might have done the potion wrong, but I asked a question to test it out. "What is your full name?"

"Draco August Malfoy," he answered, his voice dead and like a drone.

"What house are you in?
"Slytherin."

"Is your father a Death Eater?"

"Yes."

"Why did you kiss me?"

"You are beautiful and nothing like the rest of you filthy family. Your also the first person who does not use me for my money or my family's name."

"Why do you like me?"

"For the same reasons, and I sense something about you, but I don't know what it is."

"Are you going to be a Death Eater?"
"Yes, next Christmas, after I have left school," he woke from his trance. "What did you ask me?"

"Just normal things, name, house, you Quidditch position, and the like," I lied. He looked at me as if he didn't believe me, but didn't say anything. I could believe that he didn't remember.

"Don't forget about tonight, Virginia," he said.

"Draco, why do you call me Virginia now, and Weasley then?" I asked.

"We have to keep up appearances. We can't act like we are friends. What would are families say, what would our house say, our friends. In public you are just a filthy Muggle-loving Weasley to me," he said coming closer, and putting a hand on my cheek," but in privet, you are Virginia." My breath caught at his touch.

"So are we friends?" I asked.

"Yes," he said.

" I won't be late," I said.

"Good," he said, taking his hand away and turned and left.

(Should I leave it here.............................naw, I think I'll continue).

I touched the spot where his hand had been moments ago. I sighed and walked to Gryffindor Tower.

I worked on homework, trying to keep my mind off Draco, but he kept popping up, and at 6:50, I left the common room for the Dungeons. I arrived with a few minutes to spare. I straightened my second hand robes, ran my hand through my hair, and took a deep calming breath.

I pushed the door open and entered, Draco and Snape were already sitting there.

"Almost late Miss Weasley, sit down," said Snape. I sat next to Draco and waited.

"Draco and yourself will be coming up with a new potion. I do not care what it is or whether it works. All I want is notes, experiment, and any research saved so I may look at it for grading. You will have complete use of my potion stores and I will order anything you need. I suggest you figure out a topic and a schedule when you're going to met so I know, I'll be in my rooms if you need me." And he left.

We decided to met Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays at seven o'clock in the potions classroom.

"I think we should look at something medicinal," I suggested.

"What do you have in mind?" he asked.

"Well there are many deceases that haven't any cures. Like being a werewolf," I said.

"You purpose to find a cure of Werewolfism?" he asked astoundingly.

"It was only a suggestion. We could ask Snape. The potion doesn't have to work to pass you know. It's more research and what we find out. But we don't have to do it if you think it'll be too hard," I said slyly.

"No," he said quickly, "it's a good idea. Well run it by Snape and I'll met you in the library tomorrow after classes."

"I thought you didn't want to be seen in public with me," I said nastily.

"I don't," he drawled, "but unfortunately we are working on this potion together." He turned nasty in a insistent.

"Well, I'll see if I can make time for you Malfoy," I said coldly. I wasn't going to play games.

He grabbed my arms painfully and push me against the wall. "I think you will find time for me Weasley, if you know what's good for you." He kissed me roughly and left, leaving me breathless. 'Damn him', I thought, 'why do I let him get to me?' I returned to the common room in a foul mood, I snapped at anyone how talked to me. The trio tried to find out what was wrong, but I stormed up to my room and slammed the door. I was so angry, yet I couldn't get the kiss out of my mind. 'He thought he could just be nice one minutes then nasty the next to me, well I have different plans,' I thought to myself. My mind whirled with what I could do to him, to give him some of his own medicine. It came to me and I got out my secret stash of potions ingredients out and started brewing.

A/N: Hope you liked. As I said before, if you want to email me your suggestion for the Werewolf potion I would be great full, I could use some help. Please Review. Thanx.