Draco,

I will be coming home in one week. You must have your decision ready, or there will be consequences as you know.

Lucius

Draco crumpled up the piece of paper and threw it down onto the floor. "I am NOT going to be a deatheater...." He kept repeating to himself. "No no no no, this can't be happening. He can't make me be a deatheater." He concluded, while talking to himself.

"Uh yeah he can, mate." Draco whipped around and there stood Blaise Zambini. "I mean, you know him better than I do, and I think you also know that he could make you do about anything that you DIDN'T want to do. And besides, why don't you want to be a deatheater?"

"You don't understand, Blaise."

"Then, explain it to me." He sat back in a chair and looked expectantly at Draco.

"I like Granger...Hermione." To this, Blaise stood up.

"You're friends with that mudblood!!!!"

"umm....maybe a little bit more than friends....and she's not a mudblood, Blaise!"

"OH...oh my...." Blaise began to pace. "You....do you know what your father would do-"

"I know, Blaise..." he said mournfully. "But...I think I love her." THUMP Blaise fell to the floor, not passed out, but very week from shock.

"YOU MORON! You're practically killing YOURSELF!" Blaise yelled, as he stood up. "Draco, mate, you can't be with her!"

"I KNOW!" at this, Blaise seemed to calm down. "I just can't abandon her right now."

"Why?"

"Because she's been sick....and I can't just leave her like that, with no one."

"But, not only will your father kill you, but he will kill her too! You don't want her to go through that do you?" Draco shook his head sadly. "Look, bud, you don't have much of a choice."

"Blaise...I need to be alone for a little bit...do you mind?"

"Nope, I'll see ya later." Draco lay down on his bed, his mind reeling on what he should do. He knew he didn't really have a choice....but there just had to be another way!

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"Partners will be assigned for this next assignment. Select few will be making a very difficult healing potion...it will actually put a stopper on death. It is so difficult that I am one out of five people who can actually make it. And for the rest of you...." The door slammed shut as Draco Malfoy made his way to an empty seat. "And for the rest of you, you will be making a...simpler potion." He smirked. "The only two qualified for the harder potion happens to be Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy....therefore they will be partners." Hermione lips twitched and she couldn't help but smile. But...when she looked over at him, he looked absolutely miserable. His brow was furrowed and he was playing with the tip of his quill pen. "You may commence on getting your potions started." Snape finally said. Hermione sauntered over to Draco. He didn't even look up at her until she said his name. "uhh...Malfoy? Are you all right?" He nodded, getting lost completely in her eyes.

"Come with me." The two walked up to Snape. "Sir, may Granger and I go to the library to do study on our potion?" Snape nodded and watched the two as they walked away from him. There was something different....and it made him squirm.

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The two walked in the aisles of the library, searching for something that could help them with their potion. "Ok, so I was thinking that we should look in the-"Draco pushed her up against the wall.

"Don't say anything." His voice was low and dangerous as were his cloudy grey eyes. There was something different about the way he was looking at her right now....and it scared her.

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A/N: I'm so sorry it's so incredibly short! Please forgive me! I hope you liked it!