Disclaimer: NO!! NO!! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!! NOOOOOOOO!!! is dragged onto stage in front of a large audience Uh...hey everybody!!! I'm just going to leave...meets wall of wizards OK FINE!! I OWN NOTHING!! WAAA!!

A/N: okiedokers...this chappie isn't as long as I said it would be...but only because I have a serious case of writers block. I know what the middle will be, but I'm not sure how to get from point A to point B. Any ideas will be greatly appreciated! Although I can't tell you what the middle or end holds...but still. Well enough chat chat....READ ON! And for those of you who thought this was going to be a Hermione/Draco fic...you are so wrong!! BWAHAHAHA!! I have other plans for Hermione...although there will be some Hermione/Draco action wink wink

I dropped my book-bag beside the bench and sat down heavily on the stained and scarred wood. I had Potions N.E.W.T advanced first thing in the morning. Not something to make me want to get up on time. I was one of 12 students. There was me and Dean Thomas, the only other Gryffindor to make it in, 5 Slytherin's plus Malfoy, 3 Ravenclaws, and one lonely Hufflepuff. 7th years were placed in classes by skill level, so the four houses were mixed accordingly.

The door banged open and Professor Snape came swooping into the room. The little chatter there had been died out immediately. "You will each be assigned a partner that you will work with for the rest of the year. Here is your seating arrangement." No introduction at all. He waved his wand and the benches we had been sitting on broke off into little stools, then began speeding around the room. I clung to the sides of my stool, trying not to fall off. My stool finally came to a halt somewhere near the middle of the room. I was sitting next to one of the Ravenclaws. She was about average height and a little on the skinny side. She had light brown hair and glasses.

"Hi," she said sweeping a stray piece of hair off her face. "I'm Heather. Who are you?"

"Hermione...uh...hi then." I said, her energy had caught me off guard.

"Well, let's get started then." And before I could answer, the other girl pulled out her cauldron and started to mix the ingredients.

"Uh....shouldn't we make sure the ingredients are in the right proportion first?" I asked tentatively.

"Trust me, they're right." just as the strange girl finished talking, the potion turned an electric blue, exactly the shade it was supposed to be halfway through the steps. "Can you chop these for me, please?" Heather asked, handing me a handful of mandrake roots. I took the roots and began chopping. I felt really weird, like, I was unneeded. I had never felt like that before, usually I was the one doing all the work and telling others what to do. It was nice not having to.

"Done!" Heather said triumphantly, banging the large paddle we had been using to mix the potion, against the side of the cauldron. There was a loud bang and the cauldron fell over, spilling our alternate mind potion all over the floor. Everything the potion touched began glowing as if it was a lightbulb, then began franticly moving. My feet, which had been drenched, began running around the room, they had a mind of their own. The floor began to lurch, like it does during an earthquake. I heard Heather say oops as I ran past her again. Tables and chairs began hopping about and other students began climbing the walls. All of a sudden, everything stopped. I had been running up the ceiling and I fell, quite hard, onto Draco's table. He, fortunately was not sitting there anymore. He had been taken for a wild ride on a bucking stool.

Professor Snape walked over to where Heather was cowering. "Ms. Law, yet again you have managed to make a perfect potion, and then waste it. 10 points from Ravenclaw," he turned to look at me, "and Gryffindor." I had to bite my tongue to keep from yelling at him. I glared at his back until he had turned the corner, out of the classroom.

"I know how much you love to be near me Granger, but you might want to get off my table before your boyfriend comes in and curses me again." I had been so spaced out I hadn't noticed Draco come and stand by the table I was still laying on. I jumped to my senses and scrambled off the desk, quite clumsily I might add, and onto the floor. In fact, I was so off balance, I would have fallen over again if Draco hadn't reached out to hold me steady. "You okay?" He whispered, all sarcasm gone from his face. He actually looked sincere.

"Yeah...I'm ok...uh...thanks." I said breathlessly. Suddenly I realized my arms were around his neck and his hands were on my lower back. I looked down and saw that there was barely an inch between us. "Uh..." He looked down also. Then we looked back at each other. He gave a soft smile, not a smirk, an actual smile, and planted a soft kiss on my lips. I stood there stunned as he backed up and began packing up his potion ingredients. I turned to look at Heather who had been standing right behind me. She had a silly grin on her face. "Tell me that did not just happen." I said. "Tell me that the whole class didn't see it."

"Oh it happened all right, but no one saw it but me. Everyone else was too busy untangling themselves from chairs and chandeliers as the case may be." I sighed.

"I can hear you, you know." I turned to see Malfoy looking up from his potion ingredients. I could feel my face burning. There was a loud ringing noise. I had never been more pleased for potions to be over.

A/N: Was that ok? I kno I kno...shame shame on me for making it so short again.

Hermione: whacking my head with wand Bad author! Bad bad bad author!

Me: OK OK!! OW OW OW!!!