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Summary: For an end of the 6th year Potions exam, students must pair up and concoct a specific potion. But when the students don't get to pick their own partners, tempers flare, and a few people learn something new about themselves. DracoXRon so far.

My first Malfoy/Weasley story. I was thinking about doing Draco/Bill, out of randomness, but couldn't think of a plot. So this one works just fine. Ooh, and it has a plot too! Egadsoo! Mwaha, another new word! Me and a friend were pairing up ppl like crazy while watching the 3rd HP DVD, and then I complied them onto a list and pick them at random when I feel like writing. It's not that easy though. How that hell can you have a plot for a threesome like Harry/Lucius/Severus? Actually.....................hm.........

Chapter One:

It Is DISLIKED

"I can't believe you two!" Hermione muttered to Harry and Ron as they headed down to the dungeons. "Outside playing Quidditch while we should be studying for the final exams!"

"Haven't you learned yet, 'Mione? We never do our work until it's too late," Harry yawned, shifting his bag to his other shoulder. "Besides, we always manage to get good grades, right Ron?"

"Yeah," answered Ron, shaking his head. "You just won't give up though, Hermione, will you?"

"But you could get better grades if you just studied! How about—"

"Forget it! Besides, our Potions exam is right now. Won't do us any good to study, now will it?" Ron interrupted her.

Hermione sighed, giving up for the moment. "Alright, alright. I'll be quiet."

"Thank you."

Hermione glared a Ron, then angrily made her way to her seat in the classroom.

"What's her problem?" Ron grumbled, sitting down next to Harry. Harry shrugged.

"Maybe that you were being so rude? You know, Ron, if you want to ask her out, you're going to have to be a bit nicer," he replied.

"Nicer? Nicer?! I am nicer, thank you very much."

Harry rolled his eyes.

"Settle down now, class," Professor Snape said coolly, tapping his wand on his desk . "As I hope you are all well aware, today is your Potions final. For this year's exam, I thought we would, do something a little different."

Harry and Ron looked at each other. Since when would Snape do something different?

"This examination will last over a period of two weeks, since that's how long it will probably take to make your potions. I will partner you up randomly and assign each group a different potion. How well the potion is made and how well you cooperate will determine your final grade."

"What if we get someone we don't work well with?!" Seamus asked loudly, glancing over at the Slytherin side of the room.

Snape glared at the Gryffindor. "I suggest you get used to working with them. Unfortunately for you, Dumbledore has decided that it was time to start urging cooperation between houses. So you should be looking forward to a whole lot of inter-house 'bonding'."

A chorus of groans were heard from both sides of the room.

"Complain all you like, it won't change a thing," Snape said, taking out his wand and a roll of parchment. "Alright. This list has all of your names on it. I'll rearrange them randomly, so no one can accuse me of showing favoritism." He tapped the list with his wand. It glowed for a moment as the words put themselves in a different order. When it stopped, Snape set down his wand and picked up the list.

"When I call your names, move so you're seated next to them," Snape instructed them. "Then I'll distribute the objectives of the exam to each pair. Now, Patil and Thomas."

Parvati and Dean both let out a sigh of relief not to be working with a Slytherin and scooted their stuff around so they were sitting next to each other.

"Crabbe and....Goyle," Snape faltered a bit as he read the names, no doubt worrying if anything they made by themselves would be dangerous or not. The two boys looked at each other and grinned, obviously not aware that the two of them were going to have a very hard time passing. Malfoy rolled his eyes.

"Longbottom and Potter," continued Snape, and Harry didn't know whether to be happy that he wasn't with a Slytherin or uncheerful to be with Neville. Either way, he picked up his stuff and he and Hermione swapped seats so that he was next to Neville.

"Granger and Zabini," Snape read, and his eyes narrowed. The first Slytherin/Gryffindor pairing. Harry and Ron gave Hermione a sympathetic look as she moved over next to the usually quiet Slytherin boy.

"Finnigan and Bulstrode."

Seamus paled immensely as he heard Millicent Bulstrode's name. Ron patted him on the back sympathetically as he slunk over to the Slytherin side of the room. Dean snickered and Seamus glowered at him.

"Parkinson and Brown."

Lavender looked like she was going to run away, either from fear or because she was going to cry. She glared angrily at Snape as she passed his desk. Pansy didn't look so happy either.

"And finally, Weasley and Malfoy." Snape smirked as he read this aloud.

"What!?!" Ron jumped up, protesting. "I—You can't put him with me!"

"I can and I will, Weasley. Five points from Gryffindor for arguing with me," Snape replied icily. "Besides, now you might be able to get a passing grade without Miss Granger's help."

"Better go sit down, mate," Dean muttered to Ron, who looked like he still wanted to debate with the professor.

Ron, angry and red faced, stormed over to Draco's desk and dropped his bag noisily onto it. "What a fine way to end the year........" he growled.

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.......Is Blaise a boy or a girl? I've always been so confused........oh well. For the purpose of this fic, 'it' shall be a boy. Also.......is Millicent Bulstrode in their year? I don't think so......oh well again. She is now. Haha.

Woohoo. A short chapter. That's probably what this story will be, a short-chaptered one, the ones I'm so good at. The ones where the A/Ns are longer than the actual chapter. Lol