Through Another's Eyes

Chapter Two

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot

A/n: This story might go on pause for a little bit. I want to finish up Pandemonium first.

A click of Snape's wand later, all the notes were written on the chalk board and everyone seemed to groan in disappointment. Everyone except Hermione of course, she was always up for a new challenge and anything to do with school work was fine with her.

For your next assignment you will be creating a potion activated by a spell. This project will extend a months time and you will be working closely with a partner. You partners are listed below.

Parvarti Patil and Malcolm Baddock

Euan Abercrombie and Millicent Bulstrode

Harry Potter and Vincent Crabbe

Ronald Weasely and Gregory Goyle

Pansy Parkinson and Seamus Finnegan

Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy

That's where Hermione stopped reading and let out a groan. She was with Malfoy of all people! Why her? Hermione sighed and looked over towards him. He looked quiet content with himself and unbothered. Typical.

The potion must either be digested or come in physical contact with the person it will be working on. Then with a single word spell it will be activated. You must come up with all the variables and such to go along with the spell. If you are unaware of how to create a spell, it is suggested you check a book out of the library along with books on creating potions. This project will be done on your own time and is completely up to you to finish and figure out.

Okay, so it wasn't too hard. Hermione already knew how to create potions and would need a refresher on spell making but that was about it. Her glance fell over to Malfoy again. He didn't even write down any notes. It was of a typical male, especially a typical Malfoy, to try and push the entire work load on her. This simply wouldn't be accepted.

Malfoy on the other hand wasn't paying attention to anything Professor Snape had to say and really he didn't care. Snape wasn't going to take points off of his house or give him a detention because he was his favorite student. His mind was focused on Granger. He found himself being drawn to her presence.

Draco was busy trying to figure out why he had such an infatuation with this girl, he didn't about her non-stop, but when they were in class or when he saw her it just was impossible to get her off his mind. There was a small noise of books being placed on the desk beside and his head turned. Granger. She was sitting down next to him huffing and puffing, mumbling something incoherent.

"Problem Granger?"

He asked with a smirk, the girl turned towards him face red with some kind of suppressed anger. His smirk widened and he leaned back in his chair.

"Yes Actually, I do have a problem, Malfoy. And that problem is you, I suggest you write down the details on the board and help me out otherwise I won't do anything and we can both receive failing marks. I can do with one and still come out on top while you cannot. Get the picture?"

Hermione said it all in one breath as if she were planning it out. Draco knew she was lying about not doing it but smirked and got out a scroll. With a wave of his wand everything was copied and he turned once more towards the girl.

"Did you plan that little speech out, Mudblood? It must have taken a lot of work."

Hermione looked as if she was going to say something more but Draco thought faster and covered her lips with a finger. She looked absolutely repulsed that he was touching her but it didn't bother him any. She'd have to get used to it either way, if he was going to go through with his plan.

"Meet me tonight in the library, right after dinner so we can get started with this and get it over as quickly as possible. As much as you do not want to work with me you have no other options and believe me there is no place in the circles of hell that I would want too work with you."

"Did you plan that out ferret? It must have taken you all night."

The memories of what happened came flooding back and Hermione eyed him funny. What was he doing last night? She made a mental note to go look up the type of blood that was on his shirt.

"What were you doing last night, anyway?"

For a moment Hermione thought that he was stumped, his mouth opened a few times before stopping. He knew what she was talking about but at the same time had no clue how she had found out. What had she seen?

"I don't know what you are talking about, mudblood"

Was the only response he could think of quickly enough, so that she had a chance of believing him. This was major black mail if she found out his secret. There was a good chance she could too; Hermione was one of the smartest witches in their time.

The girls eyebrow rose up on an angle as she eyed him carefully looking for any signs of doubt or uncertainty. But just like everyone else, she couldn't read him. Giving up with a "Hmph" She stood and gathered her books.

"Don't forget tonight Malfoy, and don't worry I will figure out your secret ferret, if it's the lastthing I do"

With her final words she stalked off down the corridor to her next class.

And the thing that scared Draco the most was that she was perfectly capable of doing so. If he was exposed…there was no telling what could happen. He could be killed, used for what he is. He could be pushed around, degraded. A Malfoy certainly wasn't degraded.

What if the Dark Lord found out?