Chapter Five – Who can stand the test of time

"I'll work so hard, you won't even know I'm here."

Where did that shit of a person get the right to hit me? I will get revenge. He makes me so angry. Did his father ever teach him not to hit a lady? Oh wait, he's a Malfoy, so more likely he go told to hit a lady.

As I walked up to the hospital wing, I could feel the bruise coming through on my face. I'm heading up to Madam Pomfrey, because she doesn't ask too many question not like my idiot friends. God, I hate the world; I so didn't see today coming.

I walked in and the nurse looked up at me. "Miss Potter you again, if I had a penny for every time a Potter came to me I would be very rich. What Happened?"

"I fell down the stairs and hurt my face and the back of my head," I lied, willing her to not say anymore about it.

She walked over and put her cold hands on my face, they felt good. "Are you sure you fell?" she asked.

"Yes Ma'am."

Madam Pomfrey sighed. "I can't do anything until the bruise is fully out."

Bugger. "Can you hide it or something?"

She sighed again.

"Please? I promise never to hurt myself again." This was really important. If any of friends found out, it would be war, and none of us could afford too much trouble this early in the year.

She looked at me for a second. "Okay, just this once."

"Thankyouthankyouthankyou!" I gasped in relief.

She looked at the back of my head and fixed the cut up; then she put a charm of my face so you couldn't see the bruise. Glancing at my watch, I saw that I was already twenty minutes late for class. Madam Pomfrey gave me a note, but I tossed it knowing that if Snape didn't give me a detention for being late to class, he'd give me one for something else.

Draco Jnr. P.O.V

I arrived at class just before the bell went. Snape was acting weird and I wondered if he would give me a detention. Looking around the room, I saw that most people were already there. Potter's friends were off to one side, but Potter was not with them. I waited and watched as the last people filed into the room, but still no Potter. Maybe she had gone to Dumbledore or McGonagall…

My thoughts had to be put on hold as Snape walked in.

"Put every thing away, except for your quills. We will be taking a pop quiz," he announced, and the class moved uneasily.

Snape began to call the roll. He looked up as he read out my name, but kept going until he reached Potter and there was no answer.

"Potter," he said again.

No one said anything.

"Has anyone seen, Potter?"

I followed Snape eyes toward her friends. They looked at each other, but no one knew were Potter was.

He went back to the roll.

Once roll call was over, Snape handed out the test papers. I tried to work on it, but I just couldn't focus, and time just took forever. I swear every minute felt like an hour.

Finally, the door opened and everyone looked up. It was her. "Sorry, I'm late," she said as she walked to her seat. She sat down as Snape watched her.

"Why, Potter, are you late?"

"Lost track of time," she said, smirking.

Snape didn't seem to like her answer. "Do you have a watch?"

"Yes, sir."

"Then why didn't you look at it?"

"Forgot."

"Forgot?"

"Yes sir, I forgot."

"Do you remember what I told you would happen if you were late for class?"

"Yes sir, I do."

"Fine. Fifty points from Gryfindor, and you have a detention. Also, seeing as you will be doing the test in your detention, now you will write a scroll on werewolves and for extra homework you will do an essay on time management and why you should arrive at class on time, plus what you don't get to do in class on werewolves you will write for homework.

"Yes sir. Lucky I brought Magical Beasts and Where to find Them, eh Professor?"

She pulled out her book and started to flip thought the pages as rest of the class flicked from her to Snape with their eyes.

"Well, get back to work, because whoever fails this test will be redoing it in detention, like Miss Potter," Snape snapped.

Everyone quickly went back to what they were doing, but I watched her for a moment longer, before slowly getting back to my work – but I still wasn't doing very well.

Ject P.O.V

"I can't believe that you said that to him. If I walked in to Snape's class twenty minutes late, I would be pissing my pants," Aaron told me as we walked to lunch.

"Na, he's just a big teddy bear." I grinned at my friend.

"Right, with teeth – and claws," he said.

"Hey, Ben, Ject, Jeff!" We turned to see the Gryffindor House Quidditch Captain run to catch up with us.

"Hey Matt," we greeted him.

"Guys, we are going to have a year like last. Keep Friday free we will have tryouts to fill the position of Beater and Seeker." In case you hadn't guessed, Ben, Jeff and I are on the Quidditch team. I'm a Beater, Ben and Jeff are Chasers.

"'Kay Friday free, done," I told him.

"Great. See you guys later," he said as he ran off to catch up with his mates.

Ben moved and stood in front of me, "Jay you have a detention with Snape"

"So," I pushed past him. "I don't know what day it is, yet."

"Ject, as soon as he finds out that you've got tryouts, he's going to put your detention on Friday!"

"Be an optimist," I said.

That night I stayed up and did my Astronomy work. I couldn't sleep, so when I got bored, I did some work. But it took its toll. At breakfast the next day, I sat with my head on the table while Ben, Aaron, Jeff and Jackie talked.

"Ject wakie wakie mail's here," Ben called and tapped me on the head. I looked up as an owl dropped a piece of paper on the table. I turned it over to find out it was a detention slip. A smile crawled on to my face. Of course, Ben was right. Snape had put my detention on Friday. Matt's going to kill me.

Jeff grabbed the small bit of paper out of my hand.

"Matt's going to kill you," Jeff sang.

"Why is Matt going to kill you?" a voice from behind asked. Jeff and I shot around and there was Matt. Shit.

"Dearest, most wonderful cap'n ever—"

"Just spit it out, Potter."

"I got a detention, and it's on Friday."

"Ject, the team needs you to be there. Go and get it changed."

"It's Snape," I said, weakly.

"Go and ask them to change it," he repeated, as he walked off.

"Bugger," I said. "When do we have Snape again?"

"Thursday afternoon," Jackie said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll suck up."

"And make sure you have all your work done," Ben said.

"Make sure you practice your suck-up skills," Jeff said.

"Yeah, that's going to work," Aaron said sarcastically.

"That's why you should stop talking back," Jackie said.

I bang my head on the table, "I am dead!"

So, on Thursday I stood outside Potions waiting for Snape. I wanted to get to him before he walked into class. I was hoping he would be in a good mood, but I wasn't in a good mood. My face was killing me, Madam Pomfrey just fix my face and it was killing me. I head footsteps coming and I prayed it was him, but it was Malfoy and his idiots. I turned away from them .

"Oh, look it's Potty, all by her little self," one of Malfoy's idiots, Tom Watts taunted.

"Bite Me!"

"With Pleasure!"

He moved towards me. I held my breath counting down from five to one. No good.

"Later. Snape will be here soon," Malfoy said as he grabbed Watt's arm.

"This won't take long," he pulled his arm out of Malfoy's grip.

"I said later," Malfoy said a little louder.

Watt's turned and looked at his leader and then push passed him and walked inside the rest followed.

"What would I do with out, you Malfoy, my hero?" I called after him.

He slammed the door behind him.

Then I saw Snape walk up to me.

"Potter, are you planning to be late for class again? It wouldn't be a good idea," he sneered.

"No sir, I just wanted to talk to you."

"Class is about to start."

I lifted my hand and passed him my essays. "I was just wondering if I could do my detention some other time. We have…"

"No."

"Please, sir. We have Quidditch tryouts."

"No." He turned to walk inside but he stopped at the door. "Miss Potter you might not want to be late."

I took my seat next to Aaron and Jeff they both looked at me. I looked at the front.

"Beg, idiot!" Jeff whispered.

"I tried!" I complained.

"Miss Potter, can I start, or do you need more time?" Snape inquired sharply from the front.

I went to say something, but was kicked from both sides.

"I have your tests back, and I was shocked at how badly a group can do – and Potter wasn't even in that lot. For those of you who failed, you can redo the test on Saturday in detention."

I looked a Jeff and Aaron they both had passed. Snape started the class, but I was only half listening.

"Today, we will be making a potion for healing minor cuts."

Class was going pretty well until about half way through, when voice behind me called for me. The voice belonged to Tom Wilson, usually when he called me it meant he wanted help. I turned around to see what he was doing. His potion was a deep, dark green when it should be a light pink and it was boiling everywhere. However, before I could speak the potion exploded in my face. I looked back at my work, but heard yelling. I wasn't listening, because slowly my eyes started to go blurry and then my sight disappeared completely.

I went to say something, but a hand grabbed me around my month. "Ject shut it, let Tom take this one you want to change your detention."

I heard Snape saying, "Most of you got it on your clothes and those of you with it on your skin, it doesn't look like it's going to react. Is anyone in pain?"

I went to say something. Jeff kicked me, so I hit the place, I thought he would be, but missed.

"Shit, Ject, what's wrong with you eyes?" Jeff said a little too loud.

"Jackson, twenty points for your language!" Snape snapped. I turned to where his voice was coming from. "Potter, what happened?"

Tom's potion got me in the eyes, and now I can't see."

I heard him grumble.

Then I felt two hands on my face I jumped back.

"Potter, do you want to stay blind?" he asked, sounding exasperated.

What to say? "I can't see. Some warning would be nice!" I said, feeling just as exasperated.

He grumbled again, then I felt his hands on my face. They were warm and soft. I decided that when I could see again, I would have to have a look at them.

"Mr. Harris, take her to the hospital wing," Snape said after a moment.

Aaron grabbed my arm and helped me out the door. "Man, that was the funniest thing ever. I wish you could have seen it!" he said, laughing.

God, friends can be helpful!