Disclaimer: All these great characters belong to the creative mind of J.K.Rowling.

**I am so sorry about the unfortunate event of Hermione and Draco breaking up, but I will not say what will happen, but remember this is a HERMIONE and DRACO fic, that means there lust, infatuation or even love for each other will not vanish, I promise.**

**This chapter will be a lot more fun, to lighten up the mood of the last chapter!! The potion making of Professor Evee will become unreveiled and a club begins.**

CHAPTER 21-POTIONS AND CLUBS

"Here we are Professor Evee!" I said joyfully the next day. The whole day I pretended to act happy and joyful for the sake of my friends, myself, and to show Draco I was not sad at all, I did not even look at him the whole day. It was hard enough to not see him when I got up in the morning.

Inside I was feeling terrible. Heart broken and bleeding and crying inside and out. I tried to cover my puffy red eyes with makeup, and put on happier birght clothes, trying to make my mood better. I tried to be happy. For my own sake, and the fact that I noticed Crabbe was gone and done for, made me even happier on the outside.

I had brought Harry to Professor Evee right after our class and before our Potions class. Harry came in clutching at his forehead as he always did when he was in pain when the Professor was around, it was fairly difficult for him to concentrate in class.

"Hello Mr. Potter, Miss. Granger, you two look well" she said looking at me specificlly. She noticed my fake smile and fake mood. I was just in awe at her beauty as usual, aswell as Harry.

"You asked me to come along Professor Evee?" Harry asked trying not to show evidence of the pain in his forehead.

Today she wore her long black hair in a long messy ponytail at the top her head, parted at the middle as usual, long curly ends down her back. She wore a turtle neck ribbed seater that cuffed at her wrists. She then wore a red satin skirt down to her knees, and the skirt wrapped around her waist as was tied at the side. She wore black nylons and red clogs.

"Yes Harry dear, I did want to see you." She looked at him guitly for the pain in his forehead. She turned to her desk where she had three large viles on her desk.

"Harry, is that forehead still hurting?" she asked looking at the viles, opening them up and smelling each one.

"It's nothing Professor, don't worry about it." He answered bravely.

"Well Mr. Potter, that forehead is preventing you from learning in class, therefore it does worry me." She looked toward him. "Also, that pain is mainly the fault of the blood that runs through my veins, so that worries me too."

"Really Professor, Im fine." Harry answered again reassuringly and lieing.

"Well fortunately, with the help of Professor Snape, I have made a Potion that will help you prevent the pain as long as this school year is around and Im here." She said picking up one vile.

We both looked at her confused.

"Are you sure it's safe for me to take something that Professor Snape helped you made, I mean he doesn't like me very much." Harry explained.

"Oh Mr.Potter don't be silly, but hmmm..it would be much easier to take these as pills, this stuff smells dreadful, no need for that." She placed her one hand over the tops of the vile and muttered a spell,

"Capsules pequens" and the viles suddenly turned into boxes of capsules.

"Now, you have no excuses, Mr. Potter. Listen carefully, you take exactly one capsule, one capsule every week until the end of the year. This will prevent your forehead from feeling any pain."

"Are you sure Professor" I added. "For him to take so many pills, it won't damage him will it?"

"Of course not dear, well if makes you two feel any better, I Professor Dumbledore has approved of these Potions now capsules." She said plainly.

Harry's eyes widened up and so did his smile. "Thanks Professor! You should of not went to the trouble."

"Be sure to thank Professor Snape, he indeed helped aswell!" she called after us as we walked on to Potions.

"Sure!" We both said as we joined Ron who was impatiently waiting at the door.

"Took you two long enough, I don't see why you made ME wait out here?" he said totally bummed out.

"That's cause you act like a fool when the Professor is around." I answered back smirking at him.

He just laughed and put his arm around my shoulder protectingly as we walked down the hall. We just walked and talked and laughed. It felt really good to be with them again, I missed hanging out with them.

But I suddenly forgot all that when I saw Draco walking towards Potions aswell, his eyes on me and looking at Ron who still had his arm around my shoulder. I shrugged his look and joined the conversation with Harry and Ron, laughing out loud. When I got another eye of Draco he seemed upset and stormed off.

My heart ached so much to see him like that. I just felt like running to him and kissing him, but I could not.

When we reached to the class Harry, Ron and I sat in the back of the class as we always did, with most of the Slitherins in the front including Draco.

Harry was talking to Seamus to his left, while I was engaged in a conversation with Ron, both of us laughing as Snape stormed into the classroom and Harry immediately put his hand up in the air.

"What is it Mr. Potter?" he grumpinly asked.

"Just wanted to thank you for the capsules sir!" he smiled.

"Don't thank me Mr. Potter, I never wanted to make that potion into capsules anyways. You better thank Professor Evee who took it to heart that it was her fault that you had those measly pains in your forehead."

Some of the Slitherins laughed and looked at Harry at this remark. Draco never even turned around.

Harry didn't say anything just looked at Snape menacingly while Snape evily smirked back as he always did.

"Now, today we will be finishing with those Sleepless Potions!! And if one of you, LONGBOTTOM, donsn't get it right, you will get detention!" he yelled out looking at Neville.

"Merlin, what the bloody hell is wrong with him today." Muttered Ron in my ear. I just shrugged and we both tried to pay attention to the Snape.

"Finally this class is ending." Harry said taking a peek at his watch.

"YA" both Ron and I united and said.

"And finally, to those who were actually paying attention, which I doubt were not many. This year at Durmstrang there will be a competion in dwelling. Therefore to get ready for it, we need to trian you weakening magic skills. Therefore the Dwelling Club that was once opened by Professor Lockhart, will be opened again." Professor Snape explained.

"Does that mean that Professor Lockhart will be back to teach us dwelling?" asked Lavender Brown who sighed at this though and giggled along side Parvarti.

"Silly girls."mumbled Snape. "No Lockhart will NOT be coming back. Therefore I will be teaching the Dwelling Club alone."

The whole class began to talk, some of them angered, well most of them angered, how will the Dwelling Club ever be fun with Snape teaching it.

And Snape smiling at everyone's displeasure said "Well class I will see you all before dinner in the Dwelling Room. DO NOT BE LATE!!" and he finally walked out of the class leaving everyone's questions unanswered.

The three of us began to walk to our Care of Magical Creatures class outdoors with Hagrid.

"I can't believe it! How could he be teaching Dwelling, he is bloody terrible!!" yelled out Ron, seeming as he wished as if it were loud enough for Snape to hear, who was long gone.

"How do you think I feel!! He Is probaly gonna make me dwell against every single Slitherin there is!!" Harry sounded really mad.

"HA ha ha, you two are hilarious, come on it's not that bad!" I told them, but they both turned at me and gave the worst looks, so I just laughed it off and took what I said back.

DWELLING CLUB

As usual, Harry, Ron and I were late and gathered ourselves around the platform which Professor Snape was standing on giving us the most evil of looks. The three of us gulped, and finally Professor Snape spoke.

"Potter, Weasley, Granger, detention for being late. Stay behind after Dwelling Club, if your still alive and well!" he smirked.

Just then Seamus put his hand in the air.

"What is it boy?" Snape asked sharply.

Seamus arched his eyebrow and looked at the Professor questionly, "Professor will you be teaching Dwelling alone?"

Professor Snape seemed angered by the question because he thought it was apparent that he would be teaching it alone.

"Of course I will.." he was suddenly cut off.

"NOT be teaching it alone" said the voice. Everyone in the class turned to see who is was. And the ones at the far back who couldn't see the door were jumping up to see over the heads of people.

When I saw the sillouthete of pale tall complexion and beautiful dark long hair I knew immediately who it was. It was no other the Professor Evee. Was she to be teaching Dwelling aswell?