Cheating
Screw that! I am not going to waste my time getting a mudblood in bed. He was a Malfoy and they did not go to bed with mudbloods. Yet a Malfoy never back out of anything. The conflicting interests in Draco's head were going like a game of ping-pong. But the final shot was telling him that he flirted with Weasley at breakfast at least this was with a girl, that was the bottom line.
She will never let me work her charms on her. She is a mudblood; they don't see a good thing if it was dancing naked in front of them doing the dance of the seven veils, and I am a good thing but not the veils part.
He walked into the library and sat down at the nearest desk away from all the Ravenclaws that seemed to be in there. And there she was the object of his bet walking through the library with a ton of books in her arms. As she was looking along the rows, her books were slipping and he got up and crossed the library and caught the book expertly that fell from Hermione's arms by the binding and was about to give it back to her but said "Look, give me some of those, you can't carry them," he said not particularly sweetly but more matter of factly.
"I can handle it," she hissed snatching the book away from him but as she did so, all the books in her arms fell to the floor.
"Yeah, I can see that," he said sarcastically and he bent down to pick them up. "What else do you need help with?"
"Nothing!" she snapped and picked up her books without waiting for Draco to hand the rest of the books back. He stared after her. Shit. Now what am I supposed to do. He scanned and saw a book on the shelf: The Heart Of Love Potion Making. He raised his eyebrows and his brain was working on overload. Well, many say my potion making is charming.
He pulled the book off the shelf and flicked through but found no spell, only warnings and cautions, but not taking them in. Just as he placed it back on the shelf, a fellow prefect came into view and said, "Professor Snape needs to see you straight away."
"Right now?" asked Draco annoyed that someone had interrupted when he was deep in thought.
"Yes, professor Snape insisted that you come straight away."
"Fine, I'm coming."
He picked up his school bag and went down the corridor and down some steps turned right and stopped in front of a door that had Professor Snape written in italic letters. He knocked and heard an icy, "Enter." He pushed the door open and said,
"You wanted to see me sir?" Trying not to notice the grease in his hair.
"Yes Draco, your last essay was a little bit below standards, would you like to try again?" his voice was still icy.
"Yes please sir, and thank you for." but someone in the floo powder cut him off and Snape stood in front of the fire and talked while Draco's had been on the book on his desk. It was a book that had obviously been confiscated, a book called: How to make love potions.
As quick as a flash he took the book from the desk and placed it behind his back and balanced it on his bag straps leaning on his back and waited until Snape was done. He tried to over hear what they were saying but couldn't they were speaking to quietly.
"Sorry about that Draco, what were you saying?" he said passing over his essay snapping Draco back into the world.
"Thank you for giving me this opportunity, Professor," said Draco smiling or smirking whichever you want to look at it as he took his essay and walked out the room and back to his dorm to review his latest 'Purchase'.
Screw that! I am not going to waste my time getting a mudblood in bed. He was a Malfoy and they did not go to bed with mudbloods. Yet a Malfoy never back out of anything. The conflicting interests in Draco's head were going like a game of ping-pong. But the final shot was telling him that he flirted with Weasley at breakfast at least this was with a girl, that was the bottom line.
She will never let me work her charms on her. She is a mudblood; they don't see a good thing if it was dancing naked in front of them doing the dance of the seven veils, and I am a good thing but not the veils part.
He walked into the library and sat down at the nearest desk away from all the Ravenclaws that seemed to be in there. And there she was the object of his bet walking through the library with a ton of books in her arms. As she was looking along the rows, her books were slipping and he got up and crossed the library and caught the book expertly that fell from Hermione's arms by the binding and was about to give it back to her but said "Look, give me some of those, you can't carry them," he said not particularly sweetly but more matter of factly.
"I can handle it," she hissed snatching the book away from him but as she did so, all the books in her arms fell to the floor.
"Yeah, I can see that," he said sarcastically and he bent down to pick them up. "What else do you need help with?"
"Nothing!" she snapped and picked up her books without waiting for Draco to hand the rest of the books back. He stared after her. Shit. Now what am I supposed to do. He scanned and saw a book on the shelf: The Heart Of Love Potion Making. He raised his eyebrows and his brain was working on overload. Well, many say my potion making is charming.
He pulled the book off the shelf and flicked through but found no spell, only warnings and cautions, but not taking them in. Just as he placed it back on the shelf, a fellow prefect came into view and said, "Professor Snape needs to see you straight away."
"Right now?" asked Draco annoyed that someone had interrupted when he was deep in thought.
"Yes, professor Snape insisted that you come straight away."
"Fine, I'm coming."
He picked up his school bag and went down the corridor and down some steps turned right and stopped in front of a door that had Professor Snape written in italic letters. He knocked and heard an icy, "Enter." He pushed the door open and said,
"You wanted to see me sir?" Trying not to notice the grease in his hair.
"Yes Draco, your last essay was a little bit below standards, would you like to try again?" his voice was still icy.
"Yes please sir, and thank you for." but someone in the floo powder cut him off and Snape stood in front of the fire and talked while Draco's had been on the book on his desk. It was a book that had obviously been confiscated, a book called: How to make love potions.
As quick as a flash he took the book from the desk and placed it behind his back and balanced it on his bag straps leaning on his back and waited until Snape was done. He tried to over hear what they were saying but couldn't they were speaking to quietly.
"Sorry about that Draco, what were you saying?" he said passing over his essay snapping Draco back into the world.
"Thank you for giving me this opportunity, Professor," said Draco smiling or smirking whichever you want to look at it as he took his essay and walked out the room and back to his dorm to review his latest 'Purchase'.