A/N- not mine, don't sue! Thanks.
This was the second class in a row that he had with that Mudblood. Just because she thought she was better than him! What the hell does a Mudblood know about carrots and those things, what was it? Comomos? Codmons? Condoms? That sounds right.
Draco's brain worked furiously over the events of the previous class, He hadn't even realised that the professor had asked him a question.
"Mr Malfoy, I do not appreciate inattentive pupils, you of all people should know that." Snape's voice cut into Draco's thoughts with sharpness only Snape was capable of.
Just at that point a shy Hufflepuff boy coughed slightly.
"20 points from Hufflepuff for disturbing my lesson and interrupting when I am speaking!" Draco let out a silent sigh of relief for the mild distraction the boy had caused, at least now he didn't have to answer any question. Draco decided to forget about the muggle studies for the moment and focus on the task in hand, to create a befuddlement draught.
"Pay attention, I will only go through this once, after that I take no responsibility for any mishaps. That includes you Mr Longbottom." Neville had scraped his way into advanced potions, as he had with many other advanced classes. Although his levitation's and apparitions still left much to be desired..
Draco gathered his ingredients and proceeded to put them into the cauldron. He was always a whiz in potions and it took him very little time before he was adding the last of the ingredients, sneezewort and lovege. His potion fizzled and turned a colour resembling brown but with hints of purple, yellow and blue, although everyone was slightly confused as to what exact colour they should call it.
He glanced over to the Gryffindor side of the classroom, there he noticed Granger had already finished making her potion and was pouring it carefully into her beaker. He watched as she carefully labelled it and levitated it to Snape's desk. Draco did the same but when labelling his he also added his house crest just for effect, he liked to do things like that, it usually got him into Snape's good books for house pride.
Before long the class was over and all but one of the beakers contained the unusually coloured liquid. Draco noticed that the vibrant pink one was labelled 'N.Longbottom.' No surprise there thought Draco.
They were let out of the class and for the first time in months Draco willingly returned to his room to study. As he entered the heads common room he noticed that Hermione was already curled up on the sofa, still in her robes, reading Moste Potente Potions, since she had become head girl she had access to the restricted section of the library. In the one day she had spend with this privilege she had already acquired 5 books.
Draco went into his room and quickly changed from his robes. Although he knew he looked good in them he also liked the feel of his own clothes, magically designed to fit. He pulled on a pair of dark jeans and a dark green silk shirt. As soon as all the buttons were done up the clothing shrunk and altered to perfectly complement the toned athletic figure he had developed through years of playing Quiddich. He looked good. And he knew it.
He sat down at his desk and picked the carrot out of his bag. He levitated it and began to concentrate so hard on the carrot that small lined appeared on his forehead.
After about 15 attempts that Draco had trying to successfully get the slimy plastic to stay on the carrot he decided that the carrot must have been a muggle invention because it was of no use. In a fit of frustration he threw the carrot directly at the bedroom door, shouting 'Alohamora!' as it travelled at great velocity. His door swung open and the offensive carrot left his sight.
He reached into his drawer for some floo powder and flooed the kitchen elves for some fruit.
He picked up the fruit and removed it from the protective floo packaging it came in and began to work again. Draco had always liked fruit, this was one thing the muggles had managed to do well, and it seemed to him that the only use for muggles was to grow fruit.
Hermione ducked as a blur of orange flew past her head missing her by only millimetres. She sat stunned for a few moments staring at the still slightly open door from which the dangerous flying object had originated. She composed herself and waited for her heartbeat to slow before rising and walking towards where the object had landed.
She reached the corner and picked up the now slightly damaged carrot and laughed slightly at the realisation of what must have happened. She was amazed the Draco was actually voluntarily studying and thought he would probably need the carrot back if he was to continue the exercise.
She walked toward the door and as it was already open slightly she just leaned forward and peered round the edge.
'His room is beautiful!' Hermione realised as she scanned the room. The was a large green rug with a silver snake entwined with a dagger in the middle, his bed sheets were a dark green satin which shimmered with a silver sheen. The room was about the same size as hers and laid out the same but the decoration was obviously following the Slytherin house colours, but even so she realised how breathtaking the room was. She felt she would happily have her own room the same, if it weren't for house pride that is!
It wasn't for another few moments that her eyes settled on Draco's back, she realised that he was unaware of her presence and so she kept very still and quiet for a moment as she looked him up and down.
'Wow' She thought momentarily, this thought was quickly replaced by 'he has a really cute bum! His clothes fit so perfectly! How haven't I noticed before!' This again was quickly replaced by 'What the hell am I thinking?! This is MALFOY! M-A-L-F-O-Y, the cocky arrogant little...' she shook her head to get rid of those thoughts then quickly turned her attention to what exactly he was doing.
His arms were moving quickly with something, but Hermione couldn't see what it was. He seemed to be slouched forward and his hands were around his crotch area, his eyes seemed to be staring intently in that direction too. Hermione's curiosity took over and she quietly opened the door, she gently tiptoed towards the chair he was sitting on and tried desperately to ignore the grunts that seemed to be coming from Malfoy.
A/N- just wanna say a special fanks to Lorrett! Ta for the cool review! This should be enough Draco for you!
And ssjdragonslayer- yeah, I used 'opacus' as a spell because most spells are in Latin, and Ocacus is Latin for shaded, that's where our English word opaque comes from.
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