A/N: Yeah, I got bored and decided to right Part 4 of my story. Yeah well I hope you enjoy. And I don't know how long this will last…. Maybe it will be like a soap opera and go on forever. Yeah OK well on with the story. Oh yeah Please Review. Oh and I know Snape would never say he was sorry for anything.
Forbidden Love Part 4
After surviving the brutal Potions class, the students piled out. Draco waited until everyone had left, then he headed for the door.
"Malfoy, I apologize for any embarrassment I might have caused you, but I will not be made a fool of in my own class." Professor Snape said giving Draco a stern look.
"Its OK Professor." Draco said.
"Oh and here, the detention will be served tomorrow night, cleaning the trophies in the trophy room." Snape handed Draco a green slip of paper. Draco sighed and headed out the door.
"He deserved it," Ron commented to Harry, speaking for the first time since asking Hermione to pass the Dragons Blood in Potions. Hermione had gone to the library, so she could be alone.
"Ron, I suppose your right but you can't go around being happy about Draco's punishment, it would hurt Hermione's feeling." Harry said. Ron stopped dead in his tracts.
"What now Ron?"
"You called him Draco."
"Yeah so? I have been calling him that since he started to go out with Hermione," Harry explained. Ron started walking again, looking pissed.
"Harry, can't we just go back to hating Malfoy's guts? I mean, Hermione and him aren't together now, we don't have to pretend to like him." Ron said running his hand threw his bright red hair.
"I never pretended to like him. I got along with him. I mean maybe I didn't like him like as a best friend or how I look at Neville and stuff but I could stay in the same room with him without thinking about killing him," Harry said stepping into the Great Hall for dinner.
"Yeah whatever you say Harry, whatever you say."
Draco walked into the busy Great Hall, after having to past some stares and whispers. He sat at the end of the Slytherin table, he was used to eating at the Gryffindor table, they had learned to like him, or at least some of them did. He looked at the food. He smiled to himself thinking about S.P.E.W. He drank some of his pumpkin juice and got up from the table.
"Draco…." Pansy whispered stopping him.
"What Parkinson?" Draco sneered back, wanting to make it clear that he did not like her in anyway.
"Draco you didn't mean what you said to me in your dormitory I know you didn't, you were just blowing off steam," Pansy said smiling.
"No. I meant every word of it. Parkinson I do not like you. Do I have to spell it out?" he asked walking away.
Pansy bit her lip and looked hurt, but then she smiled.
"Don't worry Draco, I'm sure you'll come to your senses." She called after him.
Pansy's POV
'Don't worry, I'll make sure you forget about Granger.'
Harry and Ron ate their food, listening to Fred and George's jokes. Seamus and Neville were busy talking about Ireland's chances of winning the Quidditch World Cup, and Dean was busy trying to finish reading a book for Transfiguration.